Plum Point looked as it had always looked by night,
with the exception that now there were beacons to
mark the crossings, and also a lot of other lights
on the Point and along its shore; these latter glinting
from the fleet of the United States River Commission,
and from a village which the officials have built
on the land for offices and for the employees of the
service. The military engineers of the Commission
have taken upon their shoulders the job of making
the Mississippi over again —a job transcended
in size by only the original job of creating it.
They are building wing-dams here and there, to deflect
the current; and dikes to confine it in narrower bounds;
and other dikes to make it stay there; and for unnumbered
miles along the Mississippi, they are felling the
timber-front for fifty yards back, with the purpose
of shaving the bank down to low-water mark with the
slant of a house roof, and ballasting it with stones;
and in many places they have protected the wasting
shores with rows of piles. One who knows the
Mississippi will promptly aver— not aloud,
but to himself—that ten thousand River Commissions,
with the mines of the world at their back, cannot
tame that lawless stream, cannot curb it or confine
it, cannot say to it, Go here, or Go there, and make
it obey; cannot save a shore which it has sentenced;
cannot bar its path with an obstruction which it will
not tear down, dance over, and laugh at. But
a discreet man will not put these things into spoken
words; for the West Point engineers have not their
superiors anywhere; they know all that can be known
of their abstruse science; and so, since they conceive
that they can fetter and handcuff that river and boss
him, it is but wisdom for the unscientific man to
keep still, lie low, and wait till they do it.
Captain Eads, with his jetties, has done a work at
the mouth of the Mississippi which seemed clearly impossible;
so we do not feel full confidence now to prophesy
against like impossibilities. Otherwise one
would pipe out and say the Commission might as well
bully the comets in their courses and undertake to
make them behave, as try to bully the Mississippi
into right and reasonable conduct.
I consulted Uncle Mumford concerning this and cognate
matters; and I give here the result, stenographically
reported, and therefore to be relied on as being full
and correct; except that I have here and there left
out remarks which were addressed to the men, such as
’where in blazes are you going with that barrel
now?’ and which seemed to me to break the flow
of the written statement, without compensating by adding
to its information or its clearness. Not that
I have ventured to strike out all such interjections;
I have removed only those which were obviously irrelevant;
wherever one occurred which I felt any question about,
I have judged it safest to let it remain.
UNCLE MUMFORD’S IMPRESSIONS
Uncle Mumford said—
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