It was evident to Oliver Drew that Clinker Creek1 was lowering fast, as Damon Tamroy had predicted that it would do. He feared that it would go entirely2 dry just when certain vegetables would need it most. Again, also following Tamroy's prophecy, the flow from his spring proved insufficient3 to keep all of his plantings alive, even though he had impounded the surplus in a small clay-lined reservoir.
He stood with hands on hips4 today, frowning at the tinkling5 stream of water running from the rusty6 length of pipe into the reservoir.
"There's just one thing to do," he remarked to it, "and that's to see if I can't increase your putter-putter. I want to write an article on making the most of a flow of spring water, anyway; and I guess I'll use you for a foundation."
Whereupon he secured pick and shovel7 and sledge8 and set about removing the box he had so carefully set in the ground to hold his domestic water.
When the box was out he enlarged the hole, and, when the water had cleared, studied the flow. It seeped10 out from a fissure11 in the bedrock—or what he supposed was the bedrock—and it seemed a difficult matter to "get at it." However, he began digging above the point of egress12 in the resistant13 blue clay, and late that afternoon was down to bedrock again.
And now when he had washed off the rock he discovered a strange thing. This was that the supposed bedrock was not bedrock at all, but a wall of large stones built by the hand of man. Through a crevice14 in this wall the water seeped, and when he had gouged15 out the puttylike blue clay the flow increased fivefold.
He sat down and puzzled over it, expecting the flow to return to normal after some tiny unseen reservoir had been drained of its surplus. But it did not lessen16, and had not lessened17 when night came.
At midnight, thinking about it in bed and unable to sleep, he arose, lighted a lantern, and went down to the spring. The water was flowing just the same as when he had left it.
He was not surprised to find the work of human hands in and about his spring, but this wall of stones was highly irregular. It appeared that, instead of having been built to conserve18 the water, it was designed to dam up the flow entirely. The old flow was merely seepage19 through the wall.
He was at it again early next morning, and soon had torn down the wall entirely and thrown out the stones. At least five times as much water was running still. He recalled that Damon Tamroy had said the spring had given more water in Tabor Ivison's day than now.
There was but one answer to the puzzle. For some strange reason somebody since Tabor Ivison's day had seen fit to try to stop the flow from the spring altogether. But who would go to such pains to do this, and hide the results of his work, as these had been hidden? And, above all, why?
It is useless to deny that Oliver Drew at once thought of the Poison Oakers. But what excuse could they produce for such an act? Surely, with the creek dry and the American River several miles away, they would encourage the flow of water everywhere in the Clinker Creek Country for their cattle to drink.
It was beyond him then and he gave it up. He laid more pipe and covered it all to the land level again, and viewed with satisfaction the increased supply of water for the dry summer months to come. And it was not until a week later that Jessamy Selden unconsciously gave him an answer to the question.
He was scrambling20 up the hill to the west of the cabin that day to another bee tree that he had discovered, when he heard her shrill21 shouting down below. He turned and saw her and the white mare22 before the cabin, and the girl was looking about for him.
He returned her shout, and stood on a blackened stump23 in the chaparral, waving his hat above the foliage24.
Fifteen minutes later, panting, now on hands and knees, now crawling flat, she drew near to him. A bird can go through California "locked" chaparral if it will be content to hop26 from twig27 to twig, but the ponderous28 human animal must emulate29 Nebuchadnezzar if he or she would penetrate30 its mysteries.
"What a delightful31 route you chose for your morning crawl," she puffed32, as at last she lay gasping33 at the foot of the stump on which he sat and laughed at her.
Oliver lighted a cigarette and inhaled34 indolently as he watched her lying there with heaving breast, her arms thrown wide. She did everything as naturally as does a child. She wore fringed leather chaps today, and remarked, when she sat up and dusted the trash from her hair, that she was glad she had done so since he had made her come crawling to his feet.
"And that reminds me of something that I've decided35 to ask you," she added. "Has it occurred to you that I am throwing myself at you?" She looked straight into his face as she put the naïve question to him.
"Why do you ask that?" he countered, eyes on the tip of his cigarette.
"I'll tell you why when you've answered."
"Then of course not."
"I suppose I am a bit crude," she mused36. "At least it must look that way to the natives here-about. I was fairly confident, though, that you wouldn't think me unmaidenly. I sought you out deliberately37. I was lonely and wanted a friend. I had heard that you were a University man. You told Mr. Tamroy, you know. It's perfectly38 proper deliberately to try and make a friend of a person, isn't it?—if you think both of you may be benefited. And does it make a great deal of difference if the subject chances to be of the other sex?"
"I'm more than satisfied, so far as I come in on the deal," Oliver assured her.
"I thank you, sir. And now I've been accused to my face of throwing myself at you—which expression means a lot and which you doubtless fully9 understand."
"Who is your accuser?"
"The author of 'Jessamy, My Sweetheart.'"
"Digger Foss, eh?"
She closed both eyes tightly and bobbed her head up and down several times, then opened her eyes. "He's a free man again—tried and acquitted39."
"No!"
"Didn't I tell you how it would be?"
He puffed his cigarette meditatively40. "Doesn't it strike you as strange that you and I were not subpoenaed41 as witnesses?"
"I've been expecting that from you. No, sir—it doesn't. Digger's counsel didn't want you and me as witnesses."
"But the prosecuting42 attorney."
"He didn't want us either."
"Then there's corruption43."
"If I could think of a worse word than corruption I'd correct you, so I'll let that stand. Digger Foss is Old Man Selden's right hand; and Old Man Selden is Pythias to the prosecuting attorney of this man's county."
Oliver's eyes widened.
"Elmer Standard is the gentleman in question. What connection there can be between him and Adam Selden is too many for me; but Selden goes to see him whenever he rides to the county seat. Only the right witnesses were allowed to take the stand, you may be confident. I knew the halfbreed's acquittal was a foregone conclusion before the smoke from his gat had cleared."
Both were silent for a time, then she said: "Elmer Standard runs things down at the county seat. I've heard that he allows open gambling44, and that he personally finances three saloons and several gaming places."
"But there are no saloons now."
"Indeed!" she said with mock innocence45. "I didn't know. I never have frequented them, so you'll overlook my ignorance. Anyway, Digger Foss is as free as the day he was born; and Henry Dodd, the man he murdered, lies in the little cemetery46 in the pines near Halfmoon Flat. But there's another piece of news: Adam Selden has—"
"Pardon my interrupting you," he put in, "but you haven't finished with Digger Foss."
"Oh, that! Well, I met him on the trail between Clinker Creek and the American yesterday. He accused me of being untrue to him while he was in jail."
"Yes?"
"I admitted my guilt47. Never having had the slightest inclination48 to be true to him, I told him, it naturally followed that I was untrue to him—and wasn't it a glorious day? How on earth the boy ever got the idea that he has the right to consider me in the light that he does is beyond me. I don't scold him, and I don't send him packing—nor do I give him the least encouragement. I simply treat him civilly when he approaches me on a commonplace matter, and ignore him when he tries to get funny. And he's probably so dense49 that all this encourages him. How can he be so stupid! I haven't been superior enough with him—but I hate to be superior, even to a halfbreed. And he's quarter Chinaman. Heavens, what am I coming to!"
"Well, we both went a little further this time than ever before. He attempted to kiss me, and I attempted to cut his face open with my quirt. Both of us missed by about six inches, I'm thankful to say. And the grand climax51 took the form of a dire52 threat against you. By the way, I've never seen you pack a gun, Mr. Drew."
He shrugged53. "I used to down on the cow ranch54 in San Bernardino County, but I think I grew up over in France."
"You have one, of course."
"Yes—a 'forty-five."
"Can you handle a gun fairly well?"
"I know which end to look into to see if it's loaded."
"Can you spin a dollar in air with your left hand, draw, and hit it before it strikes the ground?"
"Aw, let's be sensible!" he cried. "I'm after another colony of bees. Come on up and look at 'em."
"Sit still," she ordered. "Can you do what I asked about?"
"I don't know—I've never tried."
"Digger Foss can," she claimed.
"Well, that's shooting."
"Cartridges56 are too high-priced," he laughed. "What's the rest of the news?"
"The store up at Cliffbert, about fourteen miles from here and off the railroad, was broken into three days ago and robbed of cutlery, revolvers, and other things to the tune57 of several hundred dollars."
"M'm-m! Do they have any idea who did it?"
"Oh, yes. The Poison Oakers."
"They know it?"
"Of course—everybody knows it. But it can't be proved. It's nothing new."
"I didn't know the gang ever went to such a limit."
"Humph!" she sniffed58 significantly. "And the next piece of news is that Sulphur Spring has gone dry for the first time in many years. And here it's only May!"
"Where is Sulphur Spring?"
"About a mile below your south line, in this cañon. I heard Old Man Selden complaining about it last night, and thought I'd ride around that way this morning. It's as he said—entirely dry, so far as new water running into the basin is concerned."
"Well," said Oliver, "my piece of news is just the opposite of that. My spring is running a stream five times as large as heretofore—"
She straightened. "What caused that?" she demanded quickly.
He explained in detail.
"So!" she murmured. "So! I understand. Listen: I have heard the menfolks at the ranch say that all these cañon springs are connected. That is, they all are outbreaks from one large vein59 that follows the cañon. If you shut off one, then, you may increase the flow of the next one below it. And if you open one up and increase its output, the next below it may go entirely dry. The flow from yours has been cut off in time gone by to increase the flow of Sulphur Spring. And now that you've taken away the obstruction60, your spring gets all the water, while Sulphur Spring gets none."
"I believe you're right," asserted Oliver. "And do you think it might have been the Poison Oakers who closed my spring to increase the flow down there?"
"But why? They were running cows on my land, too, before I came. Wouldn't it be handier to have a good flow of water in both places?"
"No doubt of that," she answered. "And I can't enlighten you, I'm sorry to say. All I know is that Old Man Selden is hopping63 mad—angrier than the situation seems to call for, as springs are by no means scarce in Clinker Cañon."
The colony had settled in a dead hollow white-oak. The tree had been broken off close to the ground by high winds after the colony had taken up residence therein. The hole by which they made entrance to the hollow trunk, however, was left uppermost after the fall, and apparently65 the little zealots had not been seriously disturbed.
Anyway, here they were still winging their way to and from the prostrate66 tree, the sentries67 keeping watch at the entrance to their increasing store of honey.
Oliver had found the tree two weeks before, purely68 by accident. At that time the hole at which the workers entered had been unobstructed. Now, though, tall weeds had grown up about the tree, making a screen before the hole and preventing the nectar-laden insects from entering readily.
"This won't do at-all-at-all," he said to Jessamy, as she took her seat on a limb of the bee tree. "There must be nothing to obstruct61 them in entering, for sometimes they drop with their loads when they have difficulty in winging directly in, and can't get up again."
She had unlaid one of her black braids and was replaiting it again after the havoc70 wrought71 by the prickly bushes.
Oliver lighted his bee-smoker and sent several soft puffs72 into the hole to quiet the bees. Then without gloves or veil, which the experienced beeman seldom uses, he laid hold of the tall weeds and began uprooting73 them. Thus engaged, he kneeled down and reached under the tree trunk to get at the roots of certain obstinate74 plants; and in that instant he felt a sharp sting in the fleshy part of his wrist.
"Get stung?"
"Did I! Mother of Mike! I've been stung many times, but that lady must have been the grandmother of—Why, I'm getting sick—dizzy!—"
He came to a pause, swayed on his knees, and closed his eyes. Then came that heart-chilling sound which, once heard, will never be forgotten, and will ever bring cold terror to mankind—the rattlebone whir-r-r-r-r of the diamond-back rattlesnake.
Oliver caught himself, licked dry lips, and was gazing in horror at two bleeding, jagged incisions77 in his wrist. The girl, with a scream of comprehension, darted78 toward him. He balanced himself and smiled grimly as she grabbed his arm with shaking hands.
"Got me," he said, "the son-of-a-gun! And I'd have stuck my hand right back for another dose if he hadn't rattled79."
Jessamy grabbed him by both shoulders and tried to force him to the ground.
"Sit down and keep quiet!" she ordered, sternly, her nerves now firm and steady, her face white and determined80. "No, not that way!"
She grasped him under the arms and with the strength of a young Amazon slued him about as if he had been a sack of flour.
Deftly81 she bound his handkerchief about his arm, drawing it taut82 with all her strength. Something found its way into his left hand.
"Drink that!" she commanded. "All of it. Pour it down!"
Then her lips sought the flaming wound; and she clamped her white teeth in his flesh and began sucking out the poison.
"Drink!" she would urge then. "And don't worry. Not a chance in the world of your being any the worse after I get through with you."
Oliver obeyed her without question, taking great swallows from the flask84 of fiery85 liquor and closing his eyes after each. His senses swam and he felt weak and delirious86, though he could not tell whether this last was because of the poison or the liquor he had consumed.
At last Jessamy leaned back and fumbled87 in a pocket of her chaps. She produced a tiny round box, from which she took a bottle of dry permanganate of potash and a small lancet. With the keen instrument she hacked88 a deep x in his arm, just over the wound. Then she wet the red powder with saliva89 and worked a paste into the cuts with the lancet.
This done, she sat back and regarded her patient complacently90.
"Just take it easy," she counselled. "And, whatever you do, don't worry. You won't know you were bitten in an hour. Sip91 that whisky now and then. It won't kill the poison, as some folks seem to believe, but it will make you light-hearted and you'll forget to worry. That's the part it plays in a case like this. Now if I can trust you to keep quiet and serene92, I'll seek revenge."
He nodded weakly.
She arose, and presently again came that sickening whir-r-r-r-r-r miscalled a rattle76, followed immediately by a vicious thud-thud-thud.
"There, you horrid93 creature!" he heard in a low, triumphant94 tone. "You thought I was afraid of you, did you? Bring total collapse95 on all your fictitious96 traditions and bite before you rattle, will you! Requiescat in pace, Mr. Showut Poche-daka!"
Half an hour afterward97 Oliver Drew was on his feet, but he staggered drunkenly. To this day he is not just sure whether he was intoxicated98 or raving99 from the effects of the snakebite. Anyway, as Jessamy took hold of him to steady him, his reason left him, and he swept her into his arms and kissed her lips time and again, though she struggled valiantly100 to free herself.
Ultimately she ducked under his arms and sprang away from him backward, her face crimson101, her bosom102 heaving.
"Sit down again!" she ordered chokingly. "Shame on you, to take advantage of me like that!"
"Won't sit down!" he babbled103, reaching about for her blindly. "I love you an' I'm gonta have you!"
"You're out of your head! Sit down again! Please, now." Her tone changed to a soothing104 note. "You're—I'm afraid you're drunk."
He was groping for her, staggering toward a threatening outcropping of rock. With a rapid leap she closed in on him unexpectedly, heaved desperately105 to the right and left, and threw him flat on his back. Then she scrambled on top of his knees as he strove to rise again.
"Now, looky-here, mister," she warned, "you've gone just about far enough! In a second I'll get that bee-smoker and put you out of business. Please—please, now, be good!"
He seemed partially106 stunned107 by the fall, for he lay now without a move, eyes closed, his mind wandering dreamily. And thus he lay for half an hour longer, when he suddenly raised his head and looked at her, still propped108 up on his knees, with eyes that were sane109.
"Golly!" he breathed.
"Both, I guess. I'm—mighty sorry." His face was red as fire.
"Do you wish to get up?"
"If you please."
He stood on his feet. He was still weak and pale and dizzy.
"Heavens! That liquor!" he panted. "What is it? Where did you get it?"
"At home. Old Adam gave me the flask over a year ago. It's only whisky. I always carry a flask for just such an emergency as this. And I never go a step out of the house in the summer without my snakebite kit111. Nobody ought to in the West."
He shook his head. "That's not whisky," he said. "I'm not exactly a stranger to the taste of whisky. That's brimstone!"
"I was told it was whisky," she replied. "I know nothing about whisky. I've never even tasted it."
He held the flask to the sun, but it was leather-covered and no light shone through. He unscrewed the metal cap and poured some of the liquor into it.
It was colourless as water.
"Moonshine!" he cried. "And I know now why the flow from my spring was cut off. A still calls for running water!"
"You may be right," she said without excitement. "You will remember that I told you there is another reason besides Selden's covetousness112 of your grass land why you are wanted out of the Clinker Creek Country."
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