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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Riverman by Stewart Edward White: was taken seriously in neither case.
In a couple of hours' run the wanigan had overtaken and left far
behind the rear of the drive. All about floated the logs, caroming
gently one against the other, shifting and changing the pattern of
their brown against the blue of the water. The current flowed
strongly and smoothly, but without obstruction. Everything went
well. The banks slipped by silently and mysteriously, like the
unrolling of a panorama--little strips of marshland, stretches of
woodland where the great trees leaned out over the river, thickets
of overflowed swampland with the water rising and draining among
roots in a strange regularity of its own. The sun shone warm.
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