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Excerpts From the Book of Paul Bunyan

Annice Calland. "Excerpts from the Book of Paul Bunyan."
American Lumberman 2 September 1922: 79.

The patron saint of loggers

Excerpts From the Book of Paul Bunyan

Paul Bunyan was a man of great renown,
Far famed for feats of strength in woods and town;
The patron saint of loggers East and West;
The hardest jobs he tackled with great zest.
As brave and doughty woodsman born was he
As ever drove an ox or felled a tree.
Acclaimed by East and West, so great his fame
No logger but familiar with his name.
A moss-back Oregonian, there they say,
But I have heard he came from far away,
And Michigan has proven prior claim;
It matter not where from, he played the game.

His parents were respected pioneers
Who settled where old Onion peak appears
Above the swifty flowing Garlic creek,
Where nothing ever shows a yellow streak,
Or can survive unless possessed of strength
To hold the furious elements at length.
To these new settlers here small twins were born,
And one was Paul and one was Pauline Lorne;
Now being unprepared for twins, they tossed
A coin to see who won the crib, Paul lost;
So on the ground he slept in a log hut,
The door to which was never tightly shut;
The great blue ox was but a calf and slept
Upon the ground with Paul, tho fierce winds swept
About the hut and blew the snow with in
Where Paul here early learned his way to win.
Paul lay on soil most fertile on the earth,
And anything that touches it of worth
Will grow to twice its ordinary size,
Which will account for Paul, so large and wise;
For little Paul had an astounding growth,
And the blue ox to yield to him was loath,
So they both grew, and grew, and grew, and grew
To twice their normal size, and twice times two.

There is a story told that I have heard,
And furthermore believe it every word
Of how when Paul was just a little boy,
A baseball game was ever his great joy,
He broke up all the bats he was so strong,
Then further to astound the wondering throng
He used an ax, 'twas all that he could find,
And it would never do-his team behind-
The game stood two to two, he struck the ball,
And half of it went over an old wall,
And half of it the far left fielder caught,
Paul circled bases, and the two teams fought,
The umpire's ruling was, half safe, half out,
Which brought from Paul's own team a mighty shout.
For they had won the game-the score now stood
Two and a half to two, one half to the good.

Full many are the incidents that dot
Paul's course, like plums in Christmas pudding hot.
Once when Paul logged in Onion river wood-
Paul had not logged before, yet understood
How logging operations should be run,
And knew too how to quickly get work done;
His foreman was a man known as Big Swede,
And he, Paul left in charge when there was need,
It happened so on Onion river when
Paul went up Garlic creek to Leek's wood, then
Established a new camp ten miles away;
Wild onions grew so thick and strong that they
Caused such a flow of water from their eyes
There was a freshet of so great a size
That it now caused a log jam where the creek
Flows into Onion river near Snow Peak;
They knew not what to do and so they sent
In haste for Paul, and quickly as they went
The jam had grown to be a half mile wide,
Paul had to cross the jam to the far side,
And so he jumped across quite easily,
And tied a harrow on each foot that he
Be kept from slipping as he rushed about
Upon the jam of logs and cleared it out.
When asked about the jump so high and wide,
"Look at the run I had," he but replied.

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