it is full light and i look upriver to see plenty of other stuff floating by-sheds ; fence poles ; chicken coops with the hens still sitting , clucking on the roof ; many more big trees ; the carcass of a poor drowned cow ; dogs and cats , and sometimes people sitting up on the rooftops of their washed-away homes , but i see nothing of the belle of the golden west , nor any of her gallant crew .