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The Boy Ranchers in Camp; Or, The Water Fight at Diamond X

Chapter 6 TROUBLE AT SQUARE M

Word Count: 1761    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

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

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