CHAPTER XXII
THE WATER GATE
While they eagerly watched, the solitary figure on the big rock in themidst of that sinister pool again moved slightly, and as it becamepartly erect it was seen to be Nort Shannon.
"We've found him! We've found him!" joyfully cried Dick.
"An' alive, too, if I'm any judge," added Billee.
Dick was stripping off his coat, when Bud placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Wait a minute," advised the western lad.
"But I'm going to get him!" objected the brother. "I'm going to saveNort!"
"Maybe it isn't safe, and we may be able to save him in another way,"suggested Bud. "I say, Nort," he called. "Are you hurt?"
How eagerly they all waited for the answer, after the echo of Bud'svoice had ceased reverberating in the big cave!
"Yes--I--I'm all right," came the faint answer across the silent pool."I don't know exactly how I got here. Something hit me on thehead--after I fell--fell in. I reckon I must have floated near thisrock and--and just naturally grabbed hold and--pulled myself--up!"
"That's enough! Take it easy now!" called Bud. "We're coming over toget you!"
"Sure you're not hurt?" asked Dick, his voice trembling.
"Nothing more than a bump on the head," answered Nort, his own tonesstronger now. "Not half as bad as I've gotten at football," and helaughed a little--the most joyful sound any of them had heard since thesweeping away of the boy rancher.
"Well, now we've found him, the next thing is to get him over here,"spoke Bud. "Two of us had better swim out there. This water looks tobe all right," and he stooped down and tested it with his hand. "Aswarm as the river," he added.
"I'm going to swim out!" declared Dick, and this time, as he began to"peel," no one stopped him.
"I'll go with you," said Bud. "We'll tie the ropes around our waistsand they can hold them here on shore. It will be better than taking arisk, using the old tires," he added, "and, while there isn't anycurrent in the pool now, no telling what may happen."
"Sure you want the ropes," said Old Billee. "But you'd better take atire for Nort," and they did.
"Hold hard, Nort!" called Dick, as he and Bud took off their clothes inpreparation for the swim. "We're coming!"
"I'll hold hard all right," came the answer back across the pool. "Andthere's something hard here to hold on to, all right."
They did not then realize his meaning, but they understood, later, whenthey made a most amazing discovery.
In a few minutes Dick and Bud were in the water, lariats held by thoseon "shore" tied around their waists; and the two boy ranchers wereswimming toward the big rock in the middle of the pool. Lanterns atthe edge of this strange underground body of water gave sufficientlight to enable the swimmers, and the others, to see Nort now standingon the great boulder which emerged from the midst of the black water.
It was the plan of Bud and Dick to help Nort to swim back to where theothers stood, they supporting him on either side. For though Nort wasa better swimmer than his brother, in his weakened condition, hit onthe head as he had said, he might suddenly collapse.
So also might Bud and Dick, or there might suddenly appear a swiftcurrent in the now quiet pool--that is, quiet beyond where the streamflowed in--and in that latter event the lariats would serve to pullthem all to safety.
"Gee! I thought you were a goner!" gasped Dick, as he climbed out andclasped his brother by the hand.
"I would have been, only that I floated near this rock, and managed,half unconscious as I was, to grab hold of a projection and pull myselfup," Nort answered. "That water came up so fast it scared me, and Islipped right into it."
"We saw you," said Bud, sitting down on the rock to get his wind, so hemight be at his best in helping Nort on the return journey.
"It was--awful!" spoke Dick simply, and then he made no furtherreference to his mental agony.
"Well, are you ready to go back?" asked Bud, after a pause, in whichinterim they had called to those across the pool that the lost lad wasall right.
"I'm ready, yes," was Nort's answer. "But I'd sort of like to see whatthis hard lever-like object is."
"Oh, yes," spoke Dick. "You said you had something hard to hold to.Let's have a look--if we only had a light," he added, for it was quitedark on the great rock in the midst of the black pool. The light ofthe lanterns did not brightly penetrate that far.
"I have some matches, in a waterproof case, if I didn't lose it out ofmy pocket," said Nort, feeling in his soaking trousers. "Here theyare," he went on a moment later. And as his hands were drier thanthose of Bud or Dick, Nort opened the box and managed, after one or twofailures, to strike a light.
As the little taper flared up the three boys on the rock saw, standingupright about in the centre of the large boulder a great handle, orlever, of copper. The metal gleamed dully red in the flickering light.
"What is it?" asked Bud, as Nort struck another light.
"I don't know," was the answer from Nort. "I discovered it when I wascrawling about and feeling around. I thought, if worst came to worst,I could hold to this if the waters rose."
"They seem to be as high as they're going to get," said Bud. "But thissure is queer! Hold your match closer, Nort."
Another of the tapers was lighted, and across the pool came the voiceof Snake Purdee, asking what was going on.
"There's some sort of a handle, or lever, here," answered Bud, as heexamined it more closely. "It moves, too," he added as he laid hishands on it and pulled it toward him.
"Look out!" cautioned Dick, but it was too late.
Bud had pulled the copper lever toward him, and, in spite of its sizeand weight, it moved easily in what appeared to be a slot in the rock.It clicked slightly, as though connected with hidden mechanism.
Then, with a suddenness that was startling, a low but ever-increasingroar seemed to fill the cavern in which was the black pool. The roargrew louder and louder, and the very rock beneath their feet seemed totremble.
"What have you done?" gasped Dick.
"Search me!" answered Bud in such queer tones that Nort laughed.
And then a strange thing happened. As Nort struck another match he andthe boys on the rock could see the water all about them beginning torecede. Slowly it flowed at first and then, with a rush, it beganrunning out of the place as fast as it had run in.
"What's up over there?" called the voice of Old Billee from "shore," soto speak. "What you fellers doin' with th' water?"
"I just pulled that lever," sang out Bud.
"Then you've done the trick!" said the old cowboy. "You must haveopened some gate, and the water's running away. Better swim over herewhile you have the chance. When the water comes back that rock may becovered!"
But another strange part of their mysterious adventures was that theydid not have to swim back. For the water receded so rapidly that, in alittle while, it was possible to wade from the rock to the stone edgeof the pool where the other members of the party stood. And wade backto their friends Bud, Dick and Nort did.
"Oh, boy! But we're glad to see you!" cried Old Billee, as he caughtNort by the hand.
"You let out a mouthful that time!" declared Yellin' Kid, and his voicenearly split their ear drums, so magnified was it by the echoing,vaulted roof of the cavern.
"But what all happened?" asked Snake Purdee. "Is there some oldMexican grain mill under here that has a water-wheel, sluices andgates?"
"I give it up," answered Bud. "All I know is that I pulled that copperlever--and it's copper so it won't rust off, I reckon--and the waterbegan to rush out as fast as it must have come in here."
"It is mighty queer," agreed Old Billee. "Let's go take a look," andhe started to walk across the intervening space between shore and thegreat rock--a space in which only a few puddles of water now remained.
"Will it be safe?" asked Bud, who had begun to dress, an examplefollowed by Dick.
"Why not
?" asked Old Billee. "The water can't rise any higher than itwas when you fellows were on the rock. An', according to your tell,there's room enough for us all t' stand there."
"Yes, it's big enough," agreed Bud. "But suppose we all get there, andthe water begins to come back?"
"We'll turn it loose again with th' lever," answered the old cowpuncher. "But I reckon it can't fill up this pool again until thatlever is shifted hack where it was before you yanked it."
"Maybe not," admitted Bud. "Well, let's take a chance. If worst comesto worst we can swim back, and I'd like to solve this mystery. I feelthat we're getting at it now!"
"That's right," said Nort, who was feeling stronger every moment."When I fell in, and was carried away," he said, "I had a wild notionthat this might lead to the discovery of something. I managed to keepmy head out of water as I was swept along, until I got a knock on thenoodle, and that put me partly to sleep. That may have been a goodthing, too, for they say a partly unconscious person doesn't breathemuch, and that's why I didn't swallow any water to speak of.
"I was dazed when I must have been swept, or floated, past that rockbut I came to in time to save myself. Gosh! but I was glad to hear youyell though, Dick!" he said.
"Well, let's get over there an' start pryin' out this secret,"suggested Old Billee. "This is gettin' mighty interestin'!"
It seemed reasonable to suppose that the water would rise to no greaterheight than it had when the searchers had discovered Nort on the rock.And as this boulder was well out of water, and large enough for themall to stand on, they would run no risk, even if the flood should startto return when they were in the middle of the pool, which, however, wasa pool no longer, but merely a wet reservoir, so to speak.
"But I don't believe the water will flow back here until you shift thatlever again, Bud," declared the old ranchman. "And I'm going to have atry at it!"
"Isn't it takin' a chance?" asked Snake.
"You got t' take chances in this world!" declared Old Billee.
"Well, let's go!" suggested Bud.
"I think I'll stay here," spoke Nort. "I don't feel quite up towalking over those rocks. And you may need some one on this side whocan throw a rope," he added, as he looked at the lariats.
"All right," assented Bud. "You stay here, Nort."
They left him on the shore, as I call the rocky edge of the pool, witha lantern, and, taking other lanterns with them, the little party setout. It took them only about three minutes to walk across to the greatrock, which stood upright in the middle of the cavern floor.
Rising up in almost the very centre was the heavy, copper lever. Bythe light of the lanterns it was examined, and seen to extend downthrough the rock, whither no one knew.
"It works a water gate all right," declared Old Billee. "Let's pull itback to where you found it, Bud, and see what happens."
It was with some feelings of apprehension that the others watched asOld Billee reached for the copper lever and pulled it toward him, Itoperated as easily as it had for Bud.
And almost as quickly as had taken place on the other occasion, therewas that roaring, rumbling sound, a noise as of the blowing of a greatwind, and then the waters began to rush back into the pool.
"Here they come!" yelled Dick, as he stood beside Bud on the rock.
Truly the waters were returning as the hidden gate was closed whenBillee pulled the lever.
Would they go down again?
That was what each one asked himself.