Cowboy Dave; Or, The Round-up at Rolling River

by Frank V. Webster

"Oh, yes, but I'm practically well again."

"What are your plans?"

"I must see if I can get some concerted action in forming an irrigation company. I think I shall talk to Mr. Molick, even if his son and you are not on friendly terms."

"Oh, don't let that stand in the way of business," Dave said, heartily.

"I hope you won't misunderstand my motives," said the water agent.

"Not at all."

It was a few days after this that Pocus Pete, coming in from a distant part of the range, said to Dave and Mr. Carson.

"I see they're putting up some new fences along the river on the Centre O ranch."

"Is that so?" asked Mr. Carson. "That's news to me, I wonder what that means?"

"Perhaps I can tell you," said Mr. Bellmore. "I have made some arrangements with Mr. Molick about water rights. He is going into the irrigation scheme with me. I really need him, as he owns certain patents in the water course. I meant to mention it to you, but it slipped my mind."