The Boy Ranchers in Camp; Or, The Water Fight at Diamond X
it was cold in the mornings, though hot enough at midday. "Likely Old Billee or Yell
Bud. "He's gotten over his joking days
o make what Billee said about the black ra
ern lad, but from the tone of his voice, as he made a hasty t
you?" asked Dick, following his cousin's ex
end-or it would in his wild and younger days. Now all he cares about, after he gets through
was Yellin' Kid,
artake of breakfast, and Bud produced the scrawled board, Yelli
idea of fun would be to help dig up another one of them queer, slidin'-trombone insects with the t
t-I told you!" cr
boy rancher, while his young partners in the new ve
or you here, at Flume Valley, made the Double Z outfit mad enough t' rear up on their hind legs an' howl! Hank Fisher has claimed, all along, t
ut if Hank Fisher had any rights that we v
e'd more likely try some such tricks as that," and
he left that
inzo, in our camp las
idn't even hear you fellows snore," he added, for the three boy ranchers had a tent to themselves, while Old B
snore!" de
ear a sound!" ass
said Ol
been required to make him understand what a "snore" was, and then he mi
ay from the fact," declared Bud, as he put aside the ominous warning. "And
what's more, Bud, I think we'll wake up again, some mo
el Pinzo and his crowd, will b
but they'll cut off
he effect that he has as good right to that river water as Double Z, or any other ranch. And as for this end of the pipe here, we can look
' big tunnel under the mountain, Bud, where the water runs free af
the mountain tunnel without having it back up and run in
for the corral to get his horse, since he was to a
mark my words, there's some queer business goin' on, an' Hank Fisher an' Del P
black rabbits cross your
ke this warning, all the same. Let's go
wrong there. The sparkling fluid, so necessary for the cattle, an
trying to bluff us!"
like to know who was in our camp last night. If this
declared Nort. "I don't like
things here, branding cattle, shipping 'em off and all that," sai
the steers to the railroad station, had departed with the shipment, the boy ranchers
iscovered. Nevertheless, Bud hoped for something of this sort. But it was not to be. No trace of the midnight intruder, who had l
ssembled for lunch. "And if it isn't bluff, but a fight, Hank Fishe
d it!" c
the discovery of the Triceratops and the capture of the cattle rustlers,
some hook or crook, he still manag
m the unknown, and no trace was seen of Hank Fisher, Del Pinzo or any of the unprinc
out. Day after day it ran its limpid stream, furnishing drink for man
heel and attach a dynamo to it, so we can
great!" ex
l come to the boy ranchers, however, as Mr. Merkel had insisted on a strict business deal; and he was to be paid for his s
ecause of their prime condition, attributed, so Bud said, to the finer quality of gr
k rabbit and the warnings
as the boys and their cowboy friends were at breakfast, they saw a
lin' Kid, when the rider had appro
e that black rabbit--" he murmured, and then his voice trailed off into a w
ed Yellin' Kid in explanation,
near the camp tents, and, looking first at the boy ranchers, and t
's plenty o
at?" as
Purdee. "There's been troubl
the boy ranchers in
," he added. "He wants t' talk t' you. Yes," he went on, musingly, as