for the lobster season ............ The latter part of June, after the season, 
     
     we landed our traps. At this time I met with a fellow from my old home 
     
     in Milltown. Times were still bad, no work, so we talked about the 
     
     lumbering woods ........ 
     
    

    
     LUMBER WOODS 
     
    

    
     We packed our suitcases and my brother Peter took us to 
     
     Georgetown where we boarded the Iron Horse, again on our way to 
     
     somewhere. That’s all we knew. We each bought a one-way ticket on 
     
     the steamship “Lovet”. She sailed between Charlottetown and Pictou, 
     
     Nova Scotia. The next morning we boarded the train to Landsdowne 
     
     to a lumber company owned by J,. MacKay of Pictou. We arrived 
     
     there in the evening and the boss informed us that he had a full crew 
     
     but told us to see the cook and if he permitted we could sleep on the 
     
     floor and have supper and breakfast. We entered the cook house and 
     
     a big burly looking man asked us our names and where we were from 
     
     When he heard we were from the Island he said. Well, what do you 
     
     know, I am from the Island myself . My name is Donald McKeeman. I 
     
     knew right then who he was as I had heard my Dad speak of him We 
     
     had breakfast in the morning and then the foreman, Mr. Ray Clarke 
     
     from the state of Maine, called us into the office. He said if you men 
     
     are loggers, I will let two men from New Brunswick go and hire you 
     
     two on. There were 28 loggers from PEI working there. The pay was 
     
     10 cents per hour, a 10 hour day for $1.00 ..... 
     
    

    
     STRIKE 
     
    

    
     We worked there until the fall when the crew or most of the crew 
     
     went on strike, asking for a 9 hour day with pay for a 10 hour day. The 
     
     majority voted against returning to work and we were all laid off at 10 
     
     o’clock in the morning. The boss went out to the station and came 
     
     back at noon with 30 men ....... We all packed our duffle bags and 
     
     hiked out to the station, many miles ..... 
     
    

    
     BACK TO BOUGHTON 
     
    

    
     The fall was coming and there were men everywhere looking for 
     
     work, so we decided to head back home while we had a bit of money. 
     
     We arrived in Georgetown about 8 pm. Broke. We took our baggage 
     
     and walked to Newport so we would be near for the first ferry crossing 
     
     in the morning. We laid our duffle bags under a tree and slept it off until 
     
     morning. Cool weather. We both knew Captain Sigsworth who gave 
     
     us each a free pass. We then walked the 8 miles to Launching Point 
     
    
   
   
    
     on empty stomachs, no supper or breakfast. At Launching Point , We 
     
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