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Updated: June 21, 2025
"It was a man, as sure as snakes, and he seemed to be trying to open the big gate." This gate was made of heavy bolted planks and was set on hinges in a jamb of other planks and boards that closed the reservoir end of the tunnel water-course. A similar barrier and big door was at the Pocut River end. "Well, if he was here, he seems to be gone," observed Nort "Maybe it was a sheep herder, Bud."
The trouble an' loss o' Joan aged en cruel, an' the floods has brot things to a close pass. 'Twas the harder for en 'cause all looked so more'n common healthy an' promisin' right up to the rain. But he's got the faith as moves mountains; he do knaw that sorrer ban't sent for nort." "An' you? I wonder I'm bowldacious 'nough to look 'e in the faace, but sorrer's not forgot me neither."
"'Tisn't musical, I tell you!" cried Nort, half laughing. "This is a stethoscope it's what a doctor listens to your lungs or heart with when you're sick." "He never listened to mine!" boasted Bud, "at least not since I can remember, for I've never been sick." "Well, I have," admitted Nort, "and so has Dick. You remember Dr. Thompson using one of these, don't you?" he asked his stout brother.
"How, Anders?" "W'y, you's on'y got wait for nort' vint, den up kite, launch boat, an' hup! away." "True, lad, but I don't want to escape just yet." "Not want to 'scape?" "No.
"This is the meaning of that night-signalling!" cried Nort, as he galloped beside his cousin. "Looks so," was the answer. "They're getting bold and desperate to try to rustle our stock in the day time." "You said it!" exclaimed Dick, as he looked to make sure he had a good supply of cartridges.
Bud greeted his cousins with as he rode out to meet them, when the besieging Greasers had been routed by the cross fire of the two lads. "How'd you think of it?" "It was Dick," spoke Nort. "It was Kipling!" Dick answered. "Get mounted and join us!" Bud requested. "We've got to help Slim!" This was evident, as the foreman and his cowboys were now hard pressed.
"Whoever it was that fired might shoot again," replied End. "Who was it?" asked Nort. "That's what we've got to find out," answered Bud in a low voice. "Could it have been either Snake or Yellin' Kid, riding back and breaking that bottle over our heads, to show what good shots they were?" asked Dick. "No, I hardly think so," replied his cousin.
When Mark could leave his bed, his first care was to send for builders, and the old tower of Nort was taken down, stone by stone, to the ground, and a fair chapel built on the site; in the wall there was a secret stairway, which led from the top chamber, and came out among the elder-bushes that grew below the tower, and here was found a coffer of gold, which paid for the church; because, until it was found, it was Mark's design to leave the place desolate.
The reaction was so great that Nort and Dick nearly dropped their guns, and they turned to look one at the other with sheepish grins that would have been visible had the light been stronger. And then, with one voice the brothers exclaimed: "Maud!" It was one of the army transport mules, an animal that helped carry the camp baggage! She had strayed.
Nort looked across at Dick, behind the sheltering rock, and at a nod from the latter they both began firing. The effect on the Greasers, poorly screened as they were, was instantaneous. Several leaped to their feet and turned in surprise toward the sound of firing on their flank. These made good targets, and by firing at them Dick and Nort brought more than one to the ground.
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