I was thinking about the demands on the forbearers. From one point it's easy for the mother as the child is inherently intact with her body 24/7 whereas the father has to actively put himself out 24/7 to within speaking distance, something hardly achievable even when residing together.

From another is the demands upon the young girl; having to walk 100 miles there and then back each day, to bring water home from the well. Whilst the young lad, having water to hand is distant from such labour; how can such a lad conceive of the presence and demands of another being.

The walk to water indicates the continuing mental acuity to nourish the choice to survive, whereas the lad has no such demands, and dowsing for the well is not an innate skill nor one to be acquired whilst his own essentials are abundant.

He more likely sees the occult well as rather more than mysterious, bordering on witchcraft. Even the thought of needing water must be a joke, something to lure him from his survival niche.

So the mountain stands it's ground whilst the river flows around it's foothills and the wind whispers, 'all is changing': Can the mountain bend to the sea or shall it's loftiness keeps it apart. Such are the natures of such basic elements that only the nuclear powers have sway, yet they too are bound by their steadfast glory not to embellish nor to persuade.

Ah! so say the unwise, for intelligence may yet flow from the well and not be in it's construction.