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I'd like to know the reason for that before I give you my warning." "A warning!" exclaimed the irrigation man, and there was evident surprise manifested in his tone. "Yes, a warning," repeated the ranch owner. "But please do not mistake my meaning. I'm not warning you of any threatened danger, but only of being careful what business dealings you have with Jason Molick, or any of his men."
"It's a good thing dad has his cattle where there's some water for them," said Dave. "Yes," agreed Pete. "There isn't much, but it's better than being over at the other place, where Molick and his crowd can cut us off altogether." "If worst comes to worst, and he's built up that dam again," said the engineer, "we'll go and tear it down once more." "That's what we will," Pete said.
So that was saved to Mr. Carson. And not only that, but certain other water rights that Mr. Molick had claimed, were taken from him, and restored to Bar U. "That means I can go into the cattle-raising business on a larger scale than ever," declared the ranchman. Mr. Molick was allowed to retain enough of the water for his own stock, so that his ranch was as valuable as ever.
"You know I'm a nobody, and I can't be disgraced like any one who bears the name of Molick!" and he laughed mockingly, though there was a sore spot in his heart. After all it is small satisfaction to be a "nobody." Dave released his hold on the bridle of Len's horse, and urged his own steed back toward Bar U ranch. "You just wait! I'll fix you for this" Len threatened.
I have been looking for him!" Dave looked curiously at the man he had rescued. From him he glanced toward the figure of the young bullying cowboy whom he suspected of having been instrumental in causing the stampede. "Do you know Len Molick?" asked Dave slowly, as he guided his horse along the trail. "No, but I want to know him," was the answer.
"Well," said the owner of Bar U ranch, when Dave had finished, "there's no two ways about it! I wish it hadn't happened, and I think as you do, Dave, that Molick, or some of his friends, had a hand in it. However, that isn't proof, and we can't move until we get better evidence than just a saw. "Another thing I'm sorry for this may make more bad feeling between Mr. Molick and myself.
"Well, I can breathe more easily now," said Mr. Carson, when the train had departed, some of his cowboys going with it to see that the cattle were fed and watered on the trip. "No matter what Molick does now he can't ruin me completely." "That's so, and now we'll take up this water matter," said the engineer. "I'm afraid it's going to prove a legal tangle, though." And so it did.
"Well, if Molick has his way I won't have any water to negotiate about," said the ranch owner grimly. "However, we'll go and take a look at the fences to-morrow." Benjamin Bellmore's injured foot was now so nearly healed that he had no difficulty in getting about on horseback.
"Hum, yes," said Mr. Carson, musingly. "Well, Molick has a right to do as he pleases on his own land, of course at least I reckon so. But I don't like that business of putting a dam across part of the river." "Why not?" asked Dave. "He might shut off too much water," was the answer. "That's so!" put in Pocus Pete.
There was a smile on Dave's face as his cowboy partner, with a wave of his hand, turned his horse into a different trail, speeding the hardy little pony up so as to get ahead of Len Molick. Dave rode slowly on, busy with many thoughts, some of which had to do with the youth before him.
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