noon
Miles and miles he travelled ; running along the tops of the booms , over the surface of the jam , spying the weakening places , and hurrying to them a rescue . He seemed tireless , omnipresent , alive to every need . It was as though his personality alone held in correlation these struggling forces ; as though were he to relax for an instant his effort they would burst forth with the explosion of long-pent energies . Toward noon the piles gave out again . `` Where in HELL is Newmark ! '' exploded Orde , and immediately was himself again , controlled and resourceful . He sent North and a crew of men to cut piles from standing timber in farm wood lots near the river .