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Within hailing distance. And then Nort and Dick could see why he was
called that. A large, yellow-stained tooth protruded from his mouth,
giving him not exactly a pleasant expression. "What's wrong, Buck, you
ride so _pronto_ like?" demanded the young western ranch boy. "Heap
wrong!" came the answer in guttural tones. "You no shut off water in
pipe; eh?" "Shut off the irrigation water? I should say not!" cried Bud.
"Why, has anyone?" "Water no come! All gone! No run splash-splash now!"
and Buck Tooth waved his hand toward the reservoir made by a dam that
curved out in a half circle from the wall of natural rock. "The water
gone!" cried Bud. "This is strange! Let's have a look!" He and his
cousins rode at top speed to the reservoir that had reclaimed Flume
Valley from the semi-desert it had long been. Dismounting, they climbed
the slope and saw that from the great iron pipe, which was wont to spout
a sparkling stream, there came only a few drops and trickles. "It's
disappeared!" said Bud in a low voice. "The water has taken another
course! This means the end of Flume Valley, I reckon!" CHAPTER II A
NIGHT RIDE The boy ranchers stood looking down into the reservoir, which
was almost full of water, but which was slowly running out through the
different gates, some to concrete drinking troughs where thirsty cattle
congregated, and some to distant meadows where it supplied moisture for
the grass on which the steers of Diamond X Second fed. From the slightly
ruffled surface of the reservoir, as the eve