So I dismissed my motorboat and grimly turned to scows instead.
Two scows only were engaged in crossing the wagons and teams.
Thousands of ungainly boats, rafts and scows were waiting to be launched.
Boats and scows were lined up for miles along the river shore.
Scows had been hauled high and dry on the gravel, and there the owners were living.
These sluices were used to float the lumber down to the scows.
The prisoners piled out of the two scows and began rummaging.
They have to carry it up from the scows to the steamboats, and from the steamboats to the shore.
All over the great fleet of scows everything now was silent.
They learned now that three other scows were going through also.