Deep River

by Karl Marlantes

against the stove, screaming with rage and pain. Tapio and Matti both ran to pull Laulu off but didn’t reach her before Kozlov had pulled his revolver.

Every

then

the monotony and get away from the

daily wager against death or maiming—all for about twenty cents an hour. But men did what was expected of them or they weren’t men. It was that simple.

formally in just slightly Swedish-accented

With

around at them, engaging their eyes. “This

was still surprised. He walked back in

action Winchester from the coat closet. Margaret

noon,

trail. Aino grabbed Matti’s arm and buried

General Store just after dark on Saturday.

trees and own the machines, never be worry about going out

Limiting the workday to nine hours is paramount.

into sixteen-foot and twenty-four-foot

heavy they would defeat the old steam donkey. When that

into the log, forming a line down its length. They would

blast a hole underneath it and bring the

Misjudging the powder charge could kill

“He could’ve run.”

The women turned in relief and pity as Lempi screamed

“Go

boat to the bay and then south along the

desert town of Tres Hermanas, New Mexico,

cramming twenty loggers into leaky bunkhouses

younger boys slept three to a bed. It wanted

cold,”

educated woman. I worked hard, and I passed

I’m

cursing, picking up the chair, and smashing it against the door. He smashed

lay there, the room getting colder and colder. Finally, she came out of the

for a strike. Eighty percent of those not

full

makeshift traps at night. Fishing was out because he could

folded. She took a deep breath. “She wants

“That’s socialism.” “Ironic,

didn’t want to bring Jouka to Kyllikki’s house, because he

and

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