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Postby patritter » Fri Apr 21, 2017 10:29 pm

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‘Right here.’ Ryan held the ‘Dowsing Stick’ which began to bend toward the ground. ‘Water is right here somewhere.’ Ryan’s muscles twitched in his hands trying to hold the ‘Dowsing Stick’ from bending twisting from his hands. Knuckles on his thumbs turned white. He stamped his feet. Holding the ‘Dowsing Stick’ between his index fingers and thumb his wrists began to hurt from the force. The ‘Dowsing Stick’ splintered falling from Ryan’s hands to the ground.
Ryan collapsed on the ground exhausted. Joe rushed to him held him upright poured water to his lips. ‘I got you mate. If I hadn’t seen this with my own eyes I would not have believed what you did. Amazing.’ Joe gasped trickling small amounts of water into Ryan’s mouth. Taking Ryan’s hat off, Joe sprinkled water over the boy’s head. Joe’s chest puffed out, feelings of proudness with disbelief both at the same time.
Ryan soon regained his strength. ‘Better mark this spot. I think water is here. How deep. No idea. By the stick bending must be a long way down.’ Ryan stood, retrieved his hat. ‘I think that’ll do today’. They gathered sticks to place on the spot Ryan stamped his feet so when they returned exactly where his stick broke. Ryan’s eyes closed. His mind filled with sleep. Utterly exhausted.
‘Mate, I’ve never seen anyone go through what you did. At your tender age.’ Joe expressed in a joyful voice, wrapped his arms around Ryan’s shoulders helped him walk to the sulky. By the time Joe lifted Ryan into the seat returned to the driver’s seat Ryan was asleep. Must’ve taken more out of the boy than I imagined, Joe thought, clicking the horse forward to return to the homestead.
Nat waited on the front veranda to meet them. Sun falling below the horizon when they arrived at the homestead. Nat rushed to Joe. Ryan leaned against Joe.
‘How did you go? Must’ve taken a lot out of Ryan because he’s asleep.’ Nat said lifting Ryan from the sulky to walk him inside. Melinda met them on the top steps.
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‘I’ll take Ryan from here. Thank you, Nat.’ Melinda helped Ryan stand upright walk with his mother into the house. ‘Sit here.’ Martha handed Melinda a glass of water. After Ryan drank the water he became alert. ‘Stay here for a moment, rest.’ His mother commanded.
‘You have a fine boy Melinda. You should’ve seen him. What he did. How he found water, absolutely incredible.’ Joe replied excitedly.
‘He found water.’ Nat’s voice raised standing behind Joe.
‘You should’ve seen him. I’m so very proud of this little man. He has a gift which is valuable out here in the outback.’ Joe explained. ‘Hasn’t Todd returned yet?’ Joe asked.
‘No. Not yet. I’m worried about him. He may be lost. He left hours ago.’ Melinda’s concerns flowed over to Nat who understood his property like the back of his hand.
‘Don’t worry too much Melinda. Even if Todd got lost he’s only got to give the horse his head. They’ll be home in no time. If he’s not back in another hour, I’ll saddle up go look for him.’ Nat told the gathering.
Just then a horse whinnied. ‘That’d be him now.’
They rushed outside Todd dismounted from his horse. ‘How’re you go Todd?’ Nat asked. ‘Here, I’ll do that. You go say hello to your family. They’re worried about you.’ Nat took hold of the horse’s reins.
‘Thank you Nat. I’ve never been on such a huge property before. The horse bought me home. I would’ve been lost otherwise. He’s a good horse. Thank you.’ Todd replied leaving Nat with the horse walked to the homestead. On the front veranda greeted by Melinda and Ryan.
‘You’re surely not returning to Cunnamulla tonight. Plenty of beds and food. Have a clean-up. I’ll have a meal on the table shortly. You’re all welcome to stay the night.’ Martha pleased to have company particularly women folk.
After a hearty meal of roast mutton with vegetables the men moved to the front veranda whilst the women washed up cleaned the kitchen. Once everyone settled on the front veranda Joe told his story of Ryan finding water. Others couldn’t believe his gift or what he went through. Todd wanted to tell his story but after listening to Joe skite about Ryan’s efforts he decided not to steal his son’s thunder. In his mind, he thoroughly enjoyed his day wanted to do the same more often when the opportunity arose.
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Re: Pat Ritter. Books

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Chapter 10

After breakfast the following morning Todd asked Joe to show him where Ryan found water. Also, the bore behind the shearing shed plus the other bore on ‘Tilbaroo Station’. Todd wanted to officially record these findings.
‘Can I come too?’ Ryan asked, excitement in his voice.
‘Naturally.’ Joe replied. ‘Without you we’d never have found water on this place.’
‘We haven’t found water yet Joe. Don’t count your chickens before they hatch.’ Todd said.
‘Don’t worry Todd. My wages are on young Ryan.’ He slapped him on the shoulder. ‘I’ll bet my next year’s wages water is here after ole Billy Campbell starts to drill.’ Joe smiled.
‘We’ll be off then. Catch up with you ladies when we return.’ Todd said.
This time they each rode a horse. Ryan rode a pony which Hannah used to ride when she was Ryan’s age. He loved the pony.
‘Thank you Mr Young to allow me to ride this pony. I love him.’ Ryan smiled taking hold of the reins.
‘Then he’s your pony Ryan. Accept the horse and saddle for payment in finding water. The least I can offer.’ Nat said riding beside Ryan.
‘Can’t I pay you for the pony and saddle?’ Todd asked. ‘I don’t like charity.’
‘Todd, Buttons is older than Hannah. He’s safe, sure at foot. Still has a few years left in him. He’s a good little pony to start Ryan off. Later on, when he becomes a better rider I’ll have another to give him. Do you realise how important a job he’s done here in the outback?’ Nat wanted to let Todd realise he wanted to give Ryan a present which he justly deserved. If Ryan had been a better rider Nat would’ve given him a better horse for now Buttons would do the job for Ryan.
‘Thank you Mr Young. I’ll look after Buttons. I promise.’ Ryan smiled, kicked Buttons to go faster.
They arrived at the pile of sticks marking the spot where Ryan divined for water. After dismounting, tying their horse’s reins to a nearby tree Todd extracted a notebook from his pocket and a pencil. ‘Nat. What do you call this paddock?’ He asked.
‘Shearing paddock.’ Nat replied confidently.
Todd wrote particulars in his notebook. ‘Position of this location is due south-west about a mile from your homestead.’ Todd asked.
Nat thought about Todd’s comment, ‘Yes, I agree. What’s this about Todd?’ Nat inquired. Todd sketched his finding in his notebook before answering Nat.
‘We’re lucky to start this project now because in this region, only two bores with the possibility of this one make three. Each time a new bore is established we need to record where, when to make a record of our findings. After I return home, I’ll post this information to Brisbane office.’ Todd explained.
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‘This’ll be a lot of work.’ Nat replied.
‘Yes. As Chairman of ‘The Great Artesian Water Basis Committee’ I need to record all details for history. In one hundred years from now someone may be looking for information when, where the first artesian bore in south-west Queensland was discovered. We’ll have the correct information recorded at the time.’ Todd’s explanation appealed to the others.
‘You will record your son Ryan Carlson divined for the water at this bore. Won’t you.’ Nat requested smiling at Ryan.
‘He’s only ten years old. Yes, I suppose his name will be recorded as finding this water. If water is here.’ Todd entered details in his notebook.
‘Water is here. Don’t you worry about that. My belief is in young Ryan. I would never have believed. With me own two eyes. Truly amazing. His name will go down in history. In one hundred years, they’ll probably make a statue of him in the west as the diviner who saved south-west Queensland from the worst drought in history.’ Joe exclaimed in a determined voice.
Todd continued to make notes. They remounted headed to the shearing shed to visit the next bore.
‘I can’t tell you when this bore was put down. Been here as long as I remember. Dad must have put the bore down whilst I was absent at school. I’ll ask ole Billy Campbell. Because if he didn’t drill the bore, his father must have done.’ Nat explained.
Todd took particulars in his notebook.
‘What about we ask the ladies if they want to accompany us to ‘Tilbaroo Station’. I think Hannah would love to show them the property particularly where we intend to build our home. They may even make lunch.’ Joe said.
‘Great idea Joe. We can leave to return home before dark.’ Todd added.
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Within an hour all three couples included Ryan escorted one another from ‘Kahmoo Station’ to ‘Tilbaroo Station’ following one another. Buttons tied to Todd and Melinda’s sulky. Joe opened the front gate to ‘Tilbaroo Station’ allowed the other two sulkies to enter then closed the gate. Re-joining Hannah they led their party to the bore on the eastern end of the property.
Melinda took a deep breath of fresh air releasing slowly. ‘This is beautiful Hannah. Is this where you’re building your new home?’ She asked not believing living at the same place herself which would never happen in a hundred years.
‘Yes. Right here.’ Hannah stood where the front of the home would be. ‘I want the same home we have in Cunnamulla. Joe built that one so he can build this one.’ Hannah looked at Joe who released the harness on Joker to let him gallop away in the paddock.
‘Can I ride Buttons now?’ Ryan called to his father hoping he was allowed to do so.
‘Go for your life young man. Everything is safe out here.’ Joe called. ‘He’ll be safe Todd and Melinda. Don’t worry. What can go wrong?’ Joe finished with a smile on his face.
‘Be careful.’ Melinda replied not wanting to over-ride Joe’s decision. ‘Don’t go too far from here because we’re having lunch shortly.’ Melinda worried about Ryan because he was her only child growing up fast. Ryan, her little man by finding water in this dissolute outback country would, she hoped, not swell his head too much allow him to grow up as a boy not a man, yet.
‘Thanks Mom.’ Ryan mounted Buttons squeezing her flanks instantly caused Buttons to trot away from the camp. Ryan wanted to find new discoveries riding back along the track they came.
‘Todd. The bore’s over this way.’ Joe pointed toward a pool of water with water flowing from a borehead. ‘I want to look at the boredrain we made. Hope water continued to flow to Moonjaree Creek.’ Joe told Todd who took his notebook and pencil from his pocket started writing.
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‘I’ll come with you.’ Nat called to Joe walked faster to catch up with him before they arrived at the fenceline. Climbing through the fence they followed the boredrain down toward Moonjaree Creek.
‘Apart from a little rollie polly.’ Joe pointed toward the creek. ‘The creeks started to flow. We’ll be right.’ Joe smiled pleased with his idea to flow water from the borehead into Moonjaree Creek. They commenced to return to the others.
‘Lunch is almost ready.’ Hannah called to the others. Wonder how far Ryan is away. She placed her hands around her mouth to form a tunnel shouted in a loud voice, ‘Cooee’ Joe and Nat recognized her call. They replied with ‘Cooee’ of their own. Sound of horse hooves entering their campsite. Ryan pulled Buttons up beside the camp.
‘Mom, Dad. An old burnt out homestead plus old sheep yards.’ His excitement overflowed telling his parents discoveries he made dismounting from Buttons.
‘I’ll help you unsaddle Buttons.’ His father said undoing the surcingle to remove the saddle and bridle from the horse. Buttons walked a short distance away began to munch on the fresh grass growing nearby to the bore. ‘Let’s have something to eat.’ Todd removed Ryan’s hat ruffled his hair. They joined the others. Nat and Joe arrived shortly afterwards to take their place around the luncheon setting.
‘Mr Gibson, Mr Young. A burnt-out homestead, old broken down sheep yards.’ Ryan told them in an excited voice when they joined the others.
‘That’s the old homestead. The previous owner who lived in the homestead perished in the fire.’ Nat explained to Ryan.
‘Ryan.’ Joe got his attention. ’I worked at the shearing yards many years ago when I shore sheep here for the owner who perished in the fire. In those times, we didn’t have a shearing shed only shore the sheep on a large tarpaulin in the middle of the day. Hot work.’ Joe explained. After explaining his past life to Ryan, he said. ‘If we keep getting visitors regularly Hannah, I better build a shelter for shade.’ Joe expressed taking a sandwich from Hannah. Nodded his thanks.
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‘Can I help Mr Gibson?’ Ryan asked.
‘If your parents are agreeable. You can help me anytime. In fact, how long before returning to school after the holidays?’ Joe asked Ryan.
‘They’ve got a week before school starts.’ Hannah interrupted.
‘Would you like to stay with Nat, Martha for the next week? Help me round up sheep?’ Joe asked.
Ryan’s smile spread across his face. Turning to his parents he pleaded. ‘Can I Mom. Can I Dad?’ His smiling face showed how much he wanted to stay to help Joe.
They looked at one another. Todd gave a slight nod. Melinda said. ‘Nat and Martha. Is Ryan okay to stay for the remainder of his school holidays?’
‘Absolutely.’ Nat said. A broad smile filled his face. ‘I’ll have ole Billy Campbell out here to bore where Ryan divined for water. No trouble at all. Be a pleasure to have him stay with us.’ Nat concluded.
‘Ryan, you behave for Mr Young and Mrs Young. I don’t want any bad reports.’ Todd explained to Ryan.
‘I’ll be on my best behaviour Dad. I Promise.’ He crossed his heart hugged his parents thanked them for allowing him to stay.
‘Martha, he hasn’t got any clothes.’ Melinda said.
‘Don’t worry about clothes. I’ll wash nightly so he’ll have clean clothes during the day.’ Martha solved the problem.
‘Todd. You never told us how you went yesterday with your hunting.’ Nat asked.
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‘Apart from getting lost, you mean. Lucky your horse understood how to come home. I could’ve still been lost. I never realised how much bush. Looks the same everywhere.’ Todd, a little embarrassed after admitting he depended on Nat’s horse to find their way home.
‘The horse would find his way home. Is this the first time you’ve been this far west?’ Nat asked.
‘Yes. I’ve never been further than we’ve just been. I never dreamed this country being so dry. Likened to a desert. Those bushy trees everywhere all look the same when you have no idea where you are.’ Todd didn’t want to admit his inability to understand the environment. He was put on the spot with Nat’s questions.
‘Those bushy trees are mulga trees. We depend on them to feed sheep in dry times, like now. Normally Mitchell grass grows everywhere. Look, over in that paddock. Haven’t had stock for a couple of years.’ Todd was impressed by Nat’s knowledge of his craft as a grazier.
‘Your knowledge of this area impresses me?’ Todd said to Nat.
‘Mate. I’ve lived here all of my life. Worked in each paddock apart from ‘Tilbaroo Station’. Lived through good times, now experiencing the worst drought this country has ever had.’ Nat explained in a serious voice.
‘I understand why you wanted to be a member of this committee. Means a lot to you.’ Todd waited for Nat’s response.
‘If what Ryan did yesterday is any indication of how easy we can find water in these parts. Yes, I’ll be the happiest man in these parts. Water is everything. Pure gold.’ Nat finished his sermon.
‘I did find a couple of pigs yesterday. Don’t ask me where, I couldn’t tell you. After I dismounted from the horse I snuck up to where they were in a gully. I got off a couple of arrows. I may have wounded one, others got away.’ Todd wanted to share his story, a little intimidated.
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‘Don’t worry. The one you hit with the arrow will either lay down die or when we’re out mustering may find ‘The Pig Todd Shot’.’ Nat smiled. ‘You didn’t happen to sight any dingoes by any chance.’
‘No. Can’t say I did. After shooting the pigs, they ran off. By the time I remounted they were out of sight. Sorry.’ Todd had nothing else to say.
‘With lambing season, some time off, we’ll keep an eye out for them. Dingoes are more of a worry than pigs. In one night, a dingo with their mob can kill most of the lambs for the year’s tally.’ Nat started to rise. ‘We better be moving home to let you people be home before dark.’
‘Are you certain about Ryan?’ Melinda asked. ‘I don’t want him to become a burden or a nuisance.’
‘Ryan will be fine Melinda. Don’t fret. We’ll make certain he’s home before school starts.’ Joe said tapping Ryan on the shoulder.
‘Yes Mom. I’ll be right. Don’t worry.’ Ryan explained.
‘Todd. Before we leave. Have you recorded everything you need to report to Brisbane?’ Joe asked.
‘Yes. Actually, I’m impressed. When each bore is finished, I’ll report them to Brisbane where they’ll make a record of the date, place location of each bore. I’ve named them according to location on what property they’re on so everything will be on record.’ Todd explained.
‘We’ll leave all the technical details to you. We’ll be your goffers.’ Nat finished.
After the horses caught harnessed to each sulky each party entered their rigs left ‘Tilbaroo Station’. Nat, Martha, Ryan, Joe left the others at ‘Kahmoo Station’ turnoff to venture onto their homestead. Ryan rode Buttons beside Nat’s sulky smiling with excitement of what to look forward to next week.
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Chapter 11

‘How’d you sleep Ryan?’ Martha asked when Ryan entered the kitchen. ‘Have a seat. The others had their breakfast earlier.’
Ryan sat at the kitchen table with a huge smile on his face. ‘I had a wonderful sleep thank you Mrs Young.’ Martha placed a plate filled with sausages and eggs, a slice of toast on the table in front of him. ‘Thanks Mrs Young. I love sausages.’ Ryan started eating.
‘What would you prefer to drink. I have sunshine milk, tea or water.’ Martha asked. She continued, ‘I’ve washed your clothes from yesterday. They’re hanging on the chair. How did Nat’s shorts work as pyjamas?’ Martha asked attending to her own meal.
Swallowing a mouth filled with food, Ryan finished to say with an empty mouth. ‘Water will be fine, thank you Mrs Young. Clothes fitted great. Thank you for doing my washing. I hate to become a nuisance for not having sufficient clothes. This is delicious. Sausages are the best food I like.’ Ryan’s manners impressed Martha.
‘I’ve got some old trousers Nat used to wear. I’ll sew them today so you’ll have something to wear tomorrow. Here’s your lunch with morning smoko. Catch up with you with the others at dinner tonight.’ Martha finished to attend to her daily chores cleaning the kitchen, washing up, repairing clothes.
Ryan completed his breakfast, picked up his plate and glass carried them to the bench. ‘May I be excused.’ He asked.
‘Yes. By all means.’ Martha couldn’t believe Ryan’s good manners.
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After dressing in his clothes Mrs Young placed on the chair, he returned to Mrs Young said, ‘Thank you Mrs Young. I’ll tell the others. Where are they?’ Ryan asked.
‘Nat saddled Buttons tied him to the hitching rail outside. He told me to tell you they will be at the shearing shed when you’re ready to join them.’ Martha pointed south. ‘You can’t miss the shearing shed. Don’t forget to wear your hat. Have a good day, Ryan?’
Ryan bid Martha farewell left by the front door, pulled his hat firmly onto his head, walked to where Buttons was tied, mounted rode toward the shearing shed.
‘Bout time you got here. We need a hand, sleepy head.’ Nat called when Ryan rode toward him. ‘Tie Buttons over near the shed with the other horses. Help us with these stragglers.’
Ryan rode to the other horses, dismounted, tied his reins to the hitching rail near the shed, ran to Nat and Joe started calling to the sheep to move. A dog leaped on top of the sheep to help push them into the yards. Dust caused Ryan to sneeze.
‘You right Ryan?’ Joe called after forcing the final sheep into the yard.
‘I’m alright. Thank you.’ Ryan sneezed coughed. ‘Not used to this dust.’ He took a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe the dust from his face, then blew his nose. After the dust settled they walked to their horses.
‘I contacted Ole Billy Campbell. He’s started boring where you divined yesterday. Wanta have a look if he finds water?’ Nat called.
‘Yes Sir.’ Ryan shouted. A huge smile spread across his face. He couldn’t believe how important to find water. His self- confidence filled with expectations to find water below the surface where he divined. How deep. He had no idea. When the stick broke, showed water was deep because this had never happened to him before when he divined for water along the railway track.
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They approached the drilling machine, a steam driven apparatus puffing smoke through a chimney stack. A huge pole type drill poised in front of the engine to bore into the ground. A man about the same age as Joe placed wood into the furnace of the engine.
‘How’re you going?’ Ole Billy Campbell walked to where the three horsemen stopped. They dismounted.
‘Ryan, would you take the horses tie them over near those trees. Thanks, mate.’ Nat instructed. Ryan collected the reins of the three horses walked them to the trees secured them to the branches returned to the men standing near the drilling machine.
‘So this is young Mister Ryan Carlson. I’m Billy Campbell. Pleased to meet you.’ Billy shook hands with Ryan. ‘A firm grip son.’
Releasing his grip Ryan said to Billy. ‘I’m pleased to meet you Sir. Hope you find water.’
‘From what I’ve been told about your exploits. I’m certain ‘Canadian Bill’ will find water even if we drill all of the way to China.’ Billy replied with a laugh.
‘Who’s ‘Canadian Bill?’ Where’s China?’ Ryan asked. A frown formed on his forehead.
‘A small joke between the four of us. After what Joe told me about your stick breaking I believe we’ll find water with ‘Canadian Bill’. Might be deep, but we’ll find something.’ Billy said, tapping his hand on the side of ‘Canadian Bill’ boring machine. ‘How did you start divining?’ He asked.
‘My Dad’s building the railway line from Charleville to Cunnamulla. Each time we moved camp I divined along the track to find water. Dad dug a hole where I divined. Everyone in the camp had sufficient water to use. Good clean water.’ Ryan explained.
‘If this works you’ll be employed divining for water all through this country. What class in school are you in?’ Billy asked.
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‘Grade 6 Sir.’ Ryan said.
‘I never went to school. Me ole man wanted help with this rigging. I’ve been drilling ever since. I’d better be back to work. You can help if you want.’ Billy asked.
‘May I?’ Excitement in his voice. Joe nodded.
‘We’ll leave you two with the drilling. We have to ready the sheep for shearing tomorrow.’ Nat said, grabbed Joe by the arm. ‘We’ll call back this afternoon before we knock off.’ They left Ryan with Billy at the drilling site to return to the shearing yards.
Noise from the steam engine plus the bore rig caused Ryan to ask Billy a question. ‘Is this machine always loud?’ Ryan shouted above the noise.
‘The noise isn’t so bad. Works on your hearing. When you’ve been doing this as long as I have. No noise at all.’ Billy explained to Ryan. ‘Tell me about water here? I drilled over the other paddock all I got were rabbit warrens. To each their own. I suppose.’ Billy continued checking the plant and drill. In this type of soil, the drill only bored less than ten feet needed to be replaced. Pulling a lever, the drill stopped. Billy bought the drill to the surface. ‘I need to change the drill. They wear down quickly in this soft going. Won’t be a minute.’ Billy went ahead replaced the old one drill with a sharper one. Repositioned the bore into the hole, pulled the lever to re-start the drill. ‘Okay. Let’s leave the drill do its work. We’ll have a cuppa. What do you think?’ Billy finished.
Ryan nodded. Billy filled a billy with water from a canvas bag, placed the billy over the fire in the furnace soon bubbles rose to the top. Placing the billy onto the floor of the plant he threw in a handful of tea leaves, grabbed a rag nearby started to swing the billy around with his right arm. After he swung the billy three times to the right he placed the billy on the floor to wait while for the tea leaves to settle.
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'Tilbaroo Station' - Page 81:

‘Why are you doing this?’ Ryan inquired.
‘Making a billy of tea. Don’t want to suck on tea leaves. Do you?’ Billy explained. He grabbed a couple of pannikins from his tucker box filled each one with tea. ‘Here you are. Have a go at this?’ Billy handed Ryan a pannikin plus a sandwich. ‘I made these this morning.’
They ate their sandwiches drank the tea. ‘This is good.’ Ryan said with half his mouth full of sandwich.
‘Which is good. Tea or sandwich?’ Billy asked.
‘Both. I’ve never drank tea this good before. Fresh or something like that. Sandwich is also good. Thank you.’ Ryan finished his sandwich slowly sipping his tea from the pannikin.
‘You never answered my question about water before. How can you tell water is down here?’ Billy asked pointing toward the ground.
‘When I’m divining, thoughts of water flows through my mind. I concentrate hard on finding water. Water is beneath the ground. I can’t say how far water is below the surface. Water is somewhere.’ Ryan explained. This was the first time anyone asked how he found water.
‘We better return to finding this water.’ Billy thought about Ryan’s comment hoped his summation right because drilling for water became expensive, hard work if not found. Like looking for a needle in a haystack. One needed the luck of the Irish or personal belief in Ryan Carlson.
‘Have no idea how deep down. Only when the stick broke showed me water a lot further down than I’ve ever had before.’ Ryan explained.
‘We’ll keep going. I’ve got to have confidence in your divining on how you explained your method. I believe you when you tell me. We’ll keep going.’ Billy continued to monitor the drilling plant deepening the bore.
‘If you want to do something, gather more wood for the fire. I’ve got to keep this puffing billy going to continue boring.’ Billy commented.
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‘I’ll be right back.’ Ryan left gathered branches of mulga or any other dead branches to use to keep the fire going.
Late in the afternoon Nat and Joe returned.
‘How far are we down Billy?’ Nat asked dismounting from his horse tying the reins to a nearby branch.
‘Almost three hundred feet. Haven’t found water yet. Long way to go. Young Ryan tells me the stick broke he used for divining so I can’t imagine how deep we need to go.’ Billy explained to Nat.
‘I don’t care how far you gotta bore. Keep going until you strike water.’ Nat instructed sternly.
‘What happens if I go further than we’ve ever gone before?’ Billy said.
‘Keep drilling. I don’t care about the costs. I believe in young Ryan.’ Nat admitted.
‘Okay. You’re the Boss. I’ll keep drilling. Might have to gather more wood for the furnace.’
‘Leave the gathering of wood to me. I’ll have a couple of workers gather enough wood to keep you going for a week.’ Nat finished. ‘We’d better be getting home Ryan. Martha will have kittens if we’re home after dark. You ready.’ Nat asked.
‘Yes Sir. Why would Mrs Young have kittens?’ Ryan said mounting Buttons. Nat and Joe laughed.
Before daybreak the following morning Ryan finished breakfast with Nat and Joe.
‘What’re you going to do today Ryan?’ Nat asked finishing his tea.
‘I’d love to help Mr Campbell. If that would be alright Sir.’ Ryan explained.
‘Fine by me. What about you Joe. Did you have any chores for Ryan to do?’ Nat asked Joe.
‘None at all. You ride over to help Billy today. We’ll come over this afternoon when we’re ready. Take some lunch with you. Billy would make you something but you take something from here just in case.’ Joe said as he rose to make sandwiches for Ryan to take with him.
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