Around thirty lumberjacks in hats, wool sweaters, and suspenders pose in snow before a log camp, with a cook in a white apron at left.

Paul Gagnon's lumberjack crew in Maine, 1908 — Source.

Moosehead Lake in Northwest Maine is lumberjack country. The largest body of water in the state, its contoured shoreline ostensibly resembles the head of an antlered moose. In his posthumous book The Maine Woods (1864), Henry David Thoreau describes Moosehead as “a suitably wild-looking sheet of water, sprinkled with small, low islands, which were covered with shaggy spruce and other wild wood.”<sup>1</sup> Moosehead Lake is also the source of the Kennebec River, once a major waterway for the logging industry, where trees from the North Maine Woods were felled by lumberjacks and floated downriver to paper mills and sawmills. In the nineteenth and early twentieth centuries, many of the lumberjacks near Moosehead Lake were French Canadians from the nearby provinces of Quebec and New Brunswick. Most of them lived in rural areas, but they were not an uncommon sight in the small towns and resorts that dotted the lakeshore. The French-Canadian lumberjacks were close-knit, private, mysterious, and, according to one contemporary journalist, “reported to have more than the conventional number of both . . . wives and children.”<sup>2</sup> A later writer added that some families would even “run out of names and use numbers instead (I recall a Vingt-Six Gagnon).”<sup>3</sup> In addition to its role in the lumber industry, Moosehead was a popular vacation destination for Mainers, other New Englanders, and even the occasional New Yorker, seeking hunting, fishing, and relaxation by the water. Some of these travelers, though, were on the hunt for lumberjacks.