At the CedarsYou had two girls –– Baptiste ––One is Virginie ––Hold hard –– Baptiste!Listen to me.The whole drive was jammedIn that bend at the Cedars,The rapids were dammedWith the logs tight rammedAnd crammed; you might knowThe Devil had clinched them below.We worked three days –– not a budge,‘She’s as tight as a wedge, on the ledge,’Says our foreman;‘Mon Dieu! boys, look here,We must get this thing clear.’He cursed at the menAnd we went for it then;With our cant-dogs arow1,We just gave he-yo-ho;When she gave a big shoveFrom above.The gang yelled and toreFor the shore,The logs gave a grindLike a wolf’s jaws behind,And as quick as a flash,With a shove and a crash,They were down in a mash,But I and ten more,All but Isaàc Dufour,Were ashore.He leaped on a log in the front of the rush,And shot out from the bindWhile the jam roared behind;As he floated alongHe balanced his poleAnd tossed us a song.But just as we cheered,Up darted a log from the bottom,Leaped thirty feet square and fair,And came down on his own.He went up like a blockWith the shock,And when he was thereIn the air,Kissed his handTo the land;When he droppedMy heart stopped,For the first logs had caught himAnd crushed him;When he rose in his placeThere was blood on his face.There were some girls, Baptiste,Picking berries on the hillside,Where the river curls, Baptiste,You know –– on the still sideOne was down by the water,She saw IsaàcFall back.She did not scream, Baptiste,She launched her canoe;It did seem, Baptiste,That she wanted to die too,For before you could thinkThe birch cracked like a shellIn that rush of hell,And I saw them both sink ––Baptiste! ––He had two girls,One is Virginie,What God calls the otherIs not known to me.—by Duncan Campbell Scott1cant dog—a cant hook, a heavy pole with a pivoting metal hook on one end, used for moving logs by twisting them; arow—in a row; cant dogs arow—men with cant hooks all working on one log to twist it freeWho is the narrator of the poem?aOne of the loggers bIsaàc DufourcThe father dVirginie

What did Kino do when he found out his canoe was damaged?

Passage 1Enigmasadapted from Folklore of the Santal Parganas     Long ago, a man and his son went to visit the son's future father-in-law. They were joyfully welcomed, but the father-in-law, who had been busy, had nothing prepared for his guests. He said to his daughter, "Now, fill the little river and the big river, and polish the big axe and the little axe, and bar them into the cow house. I will be back with a pot full of the water of dry land, then we will finish off these friends."     The two visitors heard this strange talk, and they began to wonder if their host meant to toss them into the river bed; rich men had been known to do such things. With this thought in their minds, they made haste to leave, but the young woman called them back.     They reluctantly stopped, and when she came up they reproached her for not having warned them of their fate. She laughed at their folly and explained that what her father meant was she should give them a seat in the cow house, and then make pots of tea in the big and little pitchers after she polished them. He would bring back some coffee, and they would all have a drink. Upon hearing this, they laughed heartily and returned to the house.Passage 2Enigmasadapted from Folklore of the Santal ParganasStage Set: Long ago, in a house[A man and his son are arriving at the house of the son's future father-in-law for a visit. The father-in-law is angry because he is not prepared. He asks his daughter to quickly help ready things.]FATHER-IN-LAW: Now, fill the little river and the big river while I am away, and polish the big axe and the little axe, and bar them into the cow house. I will come back, and then we will finish off these friends.DAUGHTER: I will see to it, sir.[The man and son are standing outside the door of the father-in-law's house and overhear the conversation.]SON: [Fearful] Did you hear what he said?MAN: Yes. He's going to throw us in the river. Let's run!DAUGHTER: [Chasing after the two men] Come back!MAN: [Angry] Why weren't you candid about our fate?DAUGHTER: [Laughing] He meant that I should give you a seat on the patio and make you some tea. He would bring coffee, and you would all have a drink.1Read the sentence from Passage 1.The two visitors heard this strange talk, and they began to wonder if their host meant to toss them into the river bed; rich men had been known to do such things.How does the sentence help develop the conflict? A. It clarifies that even though the father-in-law's speech is confusing, he lets the man and his son know they will be thrown in the river bed. B. It explains why the father-in-law is angry with the man and his son and why they feel they must leave his house immediately. C. It gives the man and his son a reason to leave the father-in-law's house because they know his language does not make sense. D. It shows that although the man and his son do not understand the father-in-law, they become afraid of him based on his words.Reset

Select the correct text in the passage.Which detail shows a connection between the impacts of logging and the author's reluctant acceptance of those impacts?(2) It was a piece of forethought to work unceasingly at that time, for soon commerce attacked the swamp and began its usual process of devastation. Canadian lumbermen came seeking tall straight timber for ship masts and tough heavy trees for beams. Grand Rapids followed and stripped the forest of hard wood for fine furniture, and through my experience with the lumber men "Freckles"' story was written. Afterward hoop and stave men and local mills took the best of the soft wood. Then a ditch, in reality a canal, was dredged across the north end through my best territory, and that carried the water to the Wabash River until oil men could enter the swamp. From that time the wealth they drew to the surface constantly materialized in macadamized roads, cosy homes, and big farms of unsurpassed richness, suitable for growing onions, celery, sugar beets, corn and potatoes, as repeatedly has been explained in everything I have written of the place. Now, the Limberlost exists only in ragged spots and patches, but so rich was it in the beginning that there is yet a wealth of work for a lifetime remaining to me in these, and river thickets. I ask no better hunting grounds for birds, moths, and flowers. The fine roads are a convenience, and settled farms a protection, to be taken into consideration, when bewailing its dismantling....

The following text is adapted from Indian Boyhood, a 1902 memoir by Ohiyesa (Charles A. Eastman), a Santee Dakota writer. In the text, Ohiyesa recalls how the women in his tribe harvested maple syrup during his childhood. Now the women began to test the trees—moving leisurely among them, axe in hand, and striking a single quick blow, to see if the sap would appear. The trees, like people, have their individual characters; some were ready to yield up their life-blood, while others were more reluctant. Now one of the birchen basins was set under each tree, and a hardwood chip driven deep into the cut which the axe had made. From the corners of this chip— at first drop by drop, then more freely—the sap trickled into the little dishes.5 Mark For ReviewWhich choice best describes the function of the underlined sentence in the text as a whole? A) It portrays the range of personality traits displayed by the women as they work. B) It foregrounds the beneficial relationship between humans and maple trees. C) It demonstrates how human behavior can be influenced by the natural environment. D) It elaborates on an aspect of the maple trees that the women evaluate.

One sunshiny morning, in the good old times of the town of Boston, a young carver in wood, well known by the name of Drowne, stood contemplating a large oaken log, which it was his purpose to convert into the figurehead of a vessel. And while he discussed within his own mind what sort of shape or similitude it were well to bestow up this excellent piece of timber, there came into Drowne's workshop a certain Captain Hunnewell, owner and command of the good brig called the Cynosure, which had just returned from her first voyage.     Ah! that will do, Drowne, that will do!" cried the jolly captain, tapping the log. "I bespeak this very piece of oak for the figurehead of the Cynosure. She has shown herself the sweetest craft that ever floated, and I mean to decorate her prow with the handsomest image that the skill of man can cut out of timber. And, Drowne, you are the fellow to execute it."     "You give me more credit than I deserve, Captain Hunnewell," said the carver, modestly, yet as one conscious of eminence in his art. "But, for the sake of a the good brig, I stand ready to do my best. And which of these designs do you prefer? Here,"—pointing to a staring, half-length figure, in a white wig and scarlet coat,—"here is an excellent model, the likeness of our gracious king. Or what say you to Britannia with the trident?"     "All very fine, Drowne; all very fine," answered the mariner. "But as nothing like the brig ever swam the ocean, so I am determined she shall have such a figurehead as old Neptune never saw in his life. And what is more, as there is a secret in the matter, you must pledge your credit not to betray it."     "Certainly," said Drowne, marveling, however, what possible mystery there could be in reference to an affair so open, of necessity, to the inspection of all the world as the figurehead of a vessel. "You may depend, captain, on my being as secret as the nature of the case will permit."9Which statement provides the best objective summary of the passage? A. A ship's captain by the name of Hunnewell wants to decorate his ship with the handsomest image that anyone could create from an oak timber. B. While contemplating a piece of oak, a woodcarver receives a commission from a mariner to create a mysterious figurehead for the Cynosure. C. One day in old Boston, a mariner paid a visit to a well-known woodcarver for the purpose of designing a figurehead of Britannia. D. The woodcarver Drowne decides to make a new figurehead for the Cynosure in hopes that Captain Hunnewell will purchase it.