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Updated: June 17, 2025
I shut off, and turned to Miss Sands: "This is no time to stand on ceremony, Miss Sands. Barry Conant is Camemeyer's and 'Standard Oil's' head broker. His being on the floor means mischief. He never goes into a big whirl personally unless they are out for blood.
As it is, the oil's coming up outside the pipe. And we can't have a fight. We've got to keep the oil moving." The men nodded. It was cold-blooded logic; but there was no fault to it. The harassed expression eased on the superintendent's face, and he almost beamed on them for agreeing with him. "You've got a good machine there," he continued.
"What?" he demanded. "Wha's that?" "Jus' like I say. The oil's a-spoutin' up a hundred feet like a fan. Before mornin' the sump holes will be full and she'll be runnin' all over the prairie." "Burns sent you?" "Yep. Says for you to get men and teams and scrapers and gunnysacks and heavy timbers out there right away. Many as you can send." Crawford turned to Bob, his face aglow. "Yore job, Bob.
'So they used to say in that part of the country I come from, observed Peg, complacently, 'but I think oil's better. 'Better than what? roared Squeers, adding some rather strong language in an undertone. 'No, said Peg, 'of course not.
The derrick has been knocked to pieces and the oil's shooting into the air a hundred feet." A second great shout drowned his words. This was an oil crowd. It dreamed oil, talked oil, thought oil, prayed for oil. A stranger in the town was likely to feel at first that the place was oil mad.
He gathered her in his arms, and carried her where they lighted him, laying her on Oil's little bed, but she was not entirely unconscious, and rallied her senses so as to give him a reassuring look, not quite a smile, and yet wondrously sweet, even in the eyes of others. Then, as the lamp flashed on his figure, she sprang to her feet, all else forgotten in the exclamation.
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