Part 17 (1/2)

Piter had a kennel just inside the entry, and as each new hand was engaged he was introduced to the dog, who inspected him, and never afterwards so much as growled.

Uncle d.i.c.k took the lead, and under his orders the change rapidly took place.

There was one hindrance, though, and that occurred in connection with the furnaces, for the chimney-shaft needed some repair at the top.

This, however, proved to be an easy task, scaffolding not being necessary, projecting bars answering the purpose of the rounds of a ladder having been built in when the shaft was erected, with this end in view.

At last everything was, as Uncle d.i.c.k called it, complete for the present. There was a good supply of water, and one morning the furnace was lit, so were the forges, and step by step we progressed till there was quite a busy scene, the floors and rafters in the forge and furnace building glowing and seeming turned to gold; while from out of the chimney there rose every morning a great volume of smoke that rolled out and bent over, and formed itself into vast feathery plumes.

I could hardly believe it true when it was announced that we had been down in Arrowfield a month: but so it was.

But little had been done beyond getting the machinery at the works ready for work to come; now, however, some of the projects were to be put in action.

”For,” said Uncle d.i.c.k, ”if we should go on forging and grinding as other manufacturers do, we only enter into compet.i.tion with them, and I dare say we should be beaten. We must do something different and better, and that's why we have come. To-morrow I begin to make my new tempered steel.”

Uncle d.i.c.k kept his word, and the next morning men were at work arranging fire-bricks for a little furnace which was duly made, and then so much blistered steel was laid in a peculiar way with so much iron, and a certain heat was got up and increased and lowered several times till Uncle d.i.c.k was satisfied. He told me that the colour a.s.sumed by the metal was the test by which he judged whether it was progressing satisfactorily, and this knowledge could only come by experience.

Everything was progressing most favourably. The men who had been engaged worked well; we had seen no more of those who had had to vacate the works, and all was as it should be. In fact our affairs were so prosperous that to me it seemed great folly for watch to be kept in the works night after night.

I thought it the greatest nonsense possible one night when I had been very busy all day, and it had come to my turn, and I told Uncle Jack so.

”Those fellows were a bit cross at having to turn out,” I said. ”Of course they were, and they made a fuss. You don't suppose they will come again?”

”I don't know, Cob,” said Uncle Jack quietly.

”But is it likely?” I said pettishly.

”I can't say, my boy--who can? Strange things have been done down in Arrowfield by foolish workmen before now.”

”Oh, yes!” I said; ”but that's in the past. It isn't likely that they will come and annoy us. Besides, there's Piter. He'd soon startle any one away.”

”You think then that there is no occasion for us to watch, Cob?”

”Yes,” I cried eagerly, ”that's just what I think. We can go to bed and leave Piter to keep guard. He would soon give the alarm.”

”Then you had better go to bed, Cob,” said Uncle Jack quietly.

”And of course you won't get up when it comes to your turn.”

”No,” he said; ”certainly not.”

”That's right,” I cried triumphantly. ”I am glad we have got over this scare.”

”Are you?” he said dryly.

”Am I, Uncle Jack! Why, of course I am. All is locked up. I'll go and unchain Piter, and then we'll go and get a good night's rest.”

”Yes,” he said; ”you may as well unchain Piter.”

I ran and set the dog at liberty, and he started off to make the circuit of the place, while I went back to Uncle Jack, who was lighting the bull's-eye lantern that we always used when on guard.