In the forests the loggers were tearing and slashing into all but the remnant of the 96 timber.
But, fortunately, none of the loggers glanced toward the window.
Just as they reached the door it was flung open by a noisy crowd of loggers.
The loggers were up, and clustered together at one side of the room.
The loggers sympathized with Brick, and offered him rude consolation.
My friends will hunt every place for me, and they will get the loggers to help them.
Timbermen and loggers gather no more for revelry at the riverfront saloon.
Occasionally she followed one of the loggers off into the woods.
He follows the path where the loggers have gone a year or two before.
Paul Bunyan has become a part of the every day life of the loggers.