The Rover Boys in the Land of Luck Part 45
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"That man started it," declared Jack, pointing to Davenport. "He caught hold of me, and I told him to let me go. He had no right to put his hands on me."
After this there was a war of words in which Tate and Jackson, who had come up, joined. The oil well promoters were all anxious to do something to the Rover boys, and in this they were seconded by Nappy and Slugger.
But, strange as it may seem, hardly any of the workmen took kindly to this.
"Oh, they're only a bunch of kids," said one of the men. "What's the use of bothering with them?"
"That man is mad at me because my father knocked him down twice the other day," declared Jack, turning to the workmen. "And he knows why he was knocked down," he added significantly.
"Was it your dad who did that?" questioned one of the men in the rear of the crowd.
"It was. This farm was left to my father by Lorimer Spell because my father saved Spell's life on a battlefield in France. My father had a lot of papers to prove his claim, but the papers were stolen from him."
"I heard something about that," said another of the workmen.
"See here! if you fellows are going to believe such a story as these kids are giving you, you can't work for me!" roared Carson Davenport, with a scowl.
"I don't have to work for you if I don't want to," answered one of the workmen quickly and with a scowl.
"See here, Carson Davenport, you let me have a word or two to say!"
broke in George Rogers. "I know you just about as well as anybody here.
You are the fellow who sold stock in the Yellow Pansy Extension, something that I and a whole lot of others got bit on badly. Maybe you'd like me to rake up that little deal in the courts for you."
"Rats! You don't have to dig up ancient history, Rogers!" growled Davenport; but it was easy to see that the other's words disturbed him not a little.
"I'll dig it up good and plenty if you don't leave these boys alone! I don't know much about 'em, but they seem to be perfectly straightforward, and their father is as nice a man as I ever met."
More words followed, Davenport, as well as Tate and Jackson, doing a lot of grumbling. Once or twice Slugger and Nappy tried to take part, but some of the workmen cut them short, and in the end one crowd moved toward the automobile while the other headed in the opposite direction.
"Well, that's the time matters got pretty hot," was Andy's comment.
"Gee! one time I thought we'd all be at it tooth and nail," declared Fred.
"In my opinion that fellow Davenport is nothing but a skunk," declared George Rogers. "I've known him for years. He has been in half a dozen oil-well propositions, selling stocks and leases. One time he caught three young fellows from Chicago and sold them a lease for several thousand dollars that wasn't worth a pinch of snuff. Then he started what he called the Yellow Pansy Extension. The regular Yellow Pansy was doing very well--hitting it up for about eight hundred barrels a day--and of course lots of people, including myself, thought that the Extension belonged to the same crowd. But it didn't, and the lease was absolutely worthless; so that all of the buyers of stock got stung. I myself was hung up for fifteen hundred dollars, almost all the cash I had at that time."
"Why didn't they put Davenport and his partners in prison?" asked Fred.
"Because he is one of those slick fellows who can worm out of almost anything. One or two fellows did make some sort of charges against him, but they all fell through. There are hundreds of swindlers in the oil business, and not one out of a dozen is ever caught."
"If Uncle d.i.c.k makes up his mind to go ahead on the Franklin farm I think I know a way of helping him," said Andy, with a grin.
"What are you going to do, Andy? Take off your coat, roll up your sleeves, and grab a pick and shovel?" questioned his twin.
"Not exactly, although I might want to do that later on. But I was thinking that a good many of those workmen didn't seem to be satisfied with their job. Maybe they would be only too glad to s.h.i.+ft."
Although they hated to do so, the boys felt it was their duty to tell the particulars of what had occurred to Jack's father as soon as they saw him.
"It's too bad you got into another mix-up with that rascal, as well as with Martell and Brown," said d.i.c.k Rover. "After this I think you had better stay away from that locality. We'll let them go ahead and sink all the money they care to."
Jack's father had been making some inquiries, and he learned that it was true that the Martells, the Browns, and Mr. Werner had contributed thirty thousand dollars towards driving two wells on the Spell claim. To this amount of money Davenport, Tate and Jackson had contributed another twenty thousand dollars.
"Fifty thousand dollars!" exclaimed Jack, when he heard of this. "That certainly is quite a sum of money."
"It costs money to bore for oil in these parts," answered his father.
As he had promised, Mr. Fitch came to d.i.c.k Rover on the following Monday with his report concerning the Franklin farm.
"I think you have found something well worth trying, Mr. Rover," said he. "There are indications of oil in half a dozen places, and two of the spots to me look particularly inviting."
Then he went into many details and brought in one of his a.s.sistants to verify some of the statements. d.i.c.k Rover listened carefully to all that was said, and then leaned back in his chair and looked at the oil expert sharply.
"Then on the strength of this report, Mr. Fitch, you would advise my sinking at least two wells?"
"I certainly would, Mr. Rover. That is, of course, if you can afford to take the gamble. I'm almost certain that the oil is there, but you must remember that even the best of us are sometimes deceived. However, I will say this--I am not a particularly rich man, but if you sink these two wells in the spots that I have picked out and you form a company at, say, one hundred thousand dollars, for that purpose, I am willing to put up five thousand dollars in cash for some of the stock."
"That certainly sounds as if you had faith in it," answered d.i.c.k Rover, with a smile. "Are you willing to put that in writing?"
"I am, sir," and Mr. Fitch's face showed that he meant what he said.
"Very well, then, you do so, and I'll start operations to-morrow."
As soon as it was definitely settled that Mr. Rover would go ahead and sink the two wells, the boys hurried over to see Phil Franklin. They found the lad all smiles.
"It's the best news I ever heard," said Phil, his eyes gleaming with pleasure. "Now, dad and I will have a chance of making some real money."
For it had now been settled that John Franklin was to have an eighth interest in the new company to be formed.
"I'm awfully glad my dad is going ahead on your farm," answered Jack.
"And I hope for your sake as well as our own that the wells prove regular gushers."
"That Mr. Fitch was very hopeful," answered Phil. "And my father says he's one of the best oil experts to be found anywhere. He's an old hand at the game."
That week and the week following proved to be tremendously busy ones for d.i.c.k Rover. In conference with Nick Ogilvie and several others, all the work preliminary to the sinking of the two wells was gotten under way, and deals were closed for nearly all the necessary machinery, and also for a quant.i.ty of lumber to be used in the construction of several buildings.
"We're going to stay right in our house," said Phil to the other boys.
"We sha'n't get out until the flow of oil compels us to."
"Well, I hope the oil comes so fast it floats the old shack away,"
grinned Andy.
It soon became noised around that The Rover Oil Company had been formed to exploit the Franklin farm. In the meanwhile Nick Ogilvie and his a.s.sistants were hustling as much as possible to obtain the needed workmen. They managed to get together a gang of fifteen, but then there came a halt.
"They are hitting it up for oil over the line in Oklahoma," declared Ogilvie, "and that has taken away a good many of our workmen."
"Better go to Wichita Falls and see what you can do," suggested d.i.c.k Rover.
The next day Jack and Andy, while riding in George Rogers' automobile, ran across three of the men employed by Davenport. These men had had a quarrel with Tate, and were on the point of leaving their job. They listened with interest to what the boys had to say about the Franklin place.
"If they want men I think I'll go over and see about it," said one of the workmen.
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