2 P.M.
Was it not more than his inclination but really his duty to try to make rain at once , and in the particular locality just suited in his judgment for securing an effect ? As to the locality , there was no doubt . It was up the foothills a mile or two above , and just beside the valley in which were the picnickers . The men about the post were summoned , burros were loaded , and at 2 P.M. the whole rain-making force was far up the foothills unloading and preparing to fly gigantic kites and explode in the upper vaults of the atmosphere bombs and rockets and all sorts of things to make a rainstorm . All went well . The wind was right , and the huge kites , bomb-laden , climbed into the sky like vultures . The electric wires were in order , and when at last the buttons were touched and the explosion came , it seemed as if the very vaults of heaven were riven .