IN THEIR OWN WORDS:
I’m Cooper

Cooper Riley
canawler-brawler
…and all I want is a steady job plying the Erie Canal.
And a little fun now and then. Maybe bust up a rum-hole just for the heck of it. Get thrown in jail for the winter. Three meals and a bed that don’t cost me a penny. My sis Tess keeps pestering me to get her a canal job and out of Seneca Falls. She gets mad as a sweat bee when I tell her the canal ain’t for girls. She should stay in school and out of my old man’s hair. What little hair that old drunk has left.




