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I'm sorry I made any tentative proposition to Molick but there's time enough yet to withdraw. I'll tell him our irrigation company can't go into that water deal with him. Can I depend on you to make some arrangements with me, regarding your water rights?" he asked of Mr. Carson.
Then I'll be in a better position to make a fight against Molick and his crowd." "That's a good idea reducing your cattle until the water matter is settled," the Chicago man said. Talking and laughing among themselves, at the manner in which they had destroyed the dam, and let in the water to its former course, the cowboys rode along, driving the cattle.
"You remember I only broached it to you. I did not clinch it. I pointed out its advantages to you, and you were eager to go in. I said I would talk to you later about it." "And now you come and say you don't want to go into it with me?" asked Molick in sneering tones. "Yes, that is a right I reserved, you remember." "Huh! I know what has made him back out!" exclaimed Len.
"Maybe Len is trying some of his mean tricks again." "It's a trick, but it isn't any like that," said Skinny. "None of that Molick crowd is around here now." "But what's the matter?" demanded the ranchman. "Water or, rather lack of water," said the cowboy briefly. "The cattle are half mad with thirst I expect.
"I mean there's a dispute about the river boundary lines. I claim more water than I'm getting, but I'm not in a position to enforce my claims just at present. That is why I wanted to know about the fences. It may be that Molick is encroaching." "I'd be sorry to hear that," Mr. Bellmore said.
"Oh, I will" the young cowboy promised, as he spurred on, followed by the engineer. They found Molick and several of his men making a sort of supplementary dam, the water having backed up more than they had calculated on, so that some of it was now flowing in the old bed of the stream over Mr. Carson's property. It was to prevent this that another dam was being made.
Bellmore had been made very welcome, and he had had every care and attention while unable to use his injured foot. Now it seemed that a spirit of hostility had cropped out. "Before I go on to say what I intend to-to give you a warning in other words," said Mr. Carson, "let me ask you, Mr. Bellmore if you know why Molick is putting up new fences along the water course?
"You have! What do you mean? Seems to me, if I were you, with the kind of a father you have, and a dandy ranch like this I'd be the happiest fellow on " "I haven't any father!" burst out Dave. "And that's the trouble. Oh, it's just as Len Molick said I'm a nameless nobody!" and his voice choked and broke. Mr. Bellmore rode his horse over beside Crow.
Probably he had not told of the drubbing he had received. "Can I ride across here?" asked Mr. Bellmore of Mr. Carson, after a few minutes conversation, during which Jason Molick was inspecting the progress of his workmen. "Yes, the river, is very shallow here. Go ahead! We'll wait for you. I don't want to go on his land."
"I should say so!" Dave exclaimed, fervently. "Wasn't there any one to help you?" asked Pocus Pete. "Not a soul. I did see Len Molick riding off sneaking away. I called to him, but he didn't answer." "How did they break out?" Pete asked next. "That's what's puzzling me," replied the younger cowboy. "Say! Look there!" suddenly called Pete, pointing. "That's how they got out.
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