Much relieved in mind, Paul was soon enjoying again the beautiful scenery and bright sunshine along the Ohio.

His work was to carry the coffee to the forward men on the lookout, and to help in many other little ways.
When nearing Evansville, Indiana, about seven hundred miles below Pittsburgh, a great shock was felt on the fleet, and a shower of coal was sent flying into the air.

The cry "Snag! Snag!" was heard on all sides, the big engines of the "Red Lion" were stopped and reversed and the headway of the fleet was checked, as it slowly swung to the shore.
All hands rushed to the damaged barge and found that a snag, a sunken log, had penetrated the bottom.

Fearing that she would go down and drag other barges with her, she was detached and a line passed to the shore, then luckily near.

A crew shoveled the coal from the ugly rent.