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"Say, this is fierce!" cried Mr. Bellmore. "It certainly is," agreed Dave. "What can we do?" "Let's see if we can't lend a hand to get the animals off, and on the move," suggested the engineer. "Those cowboys need help." Skinny and his mates certainly did. They were almost exhausted from their strenuous labors, But even with the experienced help of Dave, and the well-meant efforts of Mr.
If a person has only to go across the street it is the most natural thing in the world to leap to the saddle to cover the distance. "Well, I think I must get busy on that water business now," said Mr. Bellmore one day, when he and Dave had come in from a little round-up. "It won't do to wait any longer. My people will be wondering why I am taking such a long vacation."
"But we can't do that," objected Mr. Carson. "It's on Molick's land, and if we go there, and start something, he'll fight us. He is a desperate man." "And so ought you to be with your cattle dying of thirst," said Mr. Bellmore. "I am, but " "There aren't any buts about it," declared the other." This is a desperate situation, and we'll have to meet it desperately.
"Well, I don't know but what there is," was the reply of the ranch owner. "Sit down, and I'll tell you a few things you ought to know, Mr. Bellmore." Dave, who had heard what was said between Mr. Bellmore and the ranch owner listened with interest and expectation to what would come next.
Now get some breakfast and stretch out in the shade of the chuck wagon. There's nothing to be done right away. Hop Loy, get 'em something to eat!" "Slure I glet bleckflast!" exclaimed the happy-faced Celestial. "Plenty hungly Mlister Dave?" he asked cheerfully. "Yes, plenty hungry," Dave assented. While he, Pocus Pete and Mr. Bellmore rested after the meal Mr.
Carson's face was grave as he answered: "Well, I don't know. I'm afraid you can't do business with both of us, Mr. Bellmore." "Why not?" asked the Chicago man, somewhat surprised. "Because Mr. Molick and I to be frank about it don't pull together any too well.
"If we catch him," suggested Mr. Bellmore. "Oh, we'll get him," declared Pete. "Come on here you cayuse you!" he called merrily to his mount. But alas for Pete's hopes. Whether the extra burst of speed was more than his horse could respond to, or whether in the excess of his zeal Pete forgot his usual caution probably would never be known.
Bellmore down, and make him comfortable. "You'll stop and get something to eat, Dave, won't you, before you go back?" "Yes, just a bite, Dad. We haven't much time." A little later Mr. Bellmore was comfortably installed in the ranch house, while Dave and two other cowboys, after a hasty meal, were on their way back to relieve Pocus Pete, and repair the broken fence. This work was soon under way.
Bellmore, with Pocus Pete and the cowboys, herded the cattle together to drive them away. "Yes, I suppose so, until we can take legal action against him," assented the water agent, who was rapidly learning the rudiments of cow-punching. "And legal action is going to take a long time," said Mr. Carson. "I haven't done any more of it than I've had to in my life, but it is mighty slow action."
Calling to his horse, Dave set him at a gallop, being followed by Mr. Bellmore on Kurd, and the two indulged in an impromptu race, reaching the ranch house at the same time. "Hi there, Hop Loy!" called Dave. "Grub ready?" "Alle same leady velly soon," said the amiable Chinese, with a cheerful grin, "How you like plan-cakes?" "Plan-cakes strike me as about right; don't they you, Mr. Bellmore?"
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