"Reade, I don"t feel like going out this morning," announced "Gene Black, approaching the young head of the camp after early breakfast.
"What"s the matter?" Tom asked pleasantly.
"I have rather a bad headache," complained Black.
"That"s a woman"s complaint," smiled Tom.
"Just the same, I"m not fit for duty," retorted Black rather testily.
"I hope I"m not going to come down with the fever, but I can"t be sure."
"You"d better stay in camp, then," nodded Reade. "Don"t go out into the field again until you feel like work."
"Humph! He takes it easily enough," grunted Black to himself as the young chief strode away to confer with b.u.t.ter. "I wonder if the cub suspects the game I"m playing here? Oh, pshaw! Of course he doesn"t suspect. Why should he? The truth is that Cub Reade doesn"t realize how much every man is needed in the field. Reade doesn"t understand the big need for hustle here.
Well, that all helps to make my task the easier."
Within five minutes Rutter and the other engineers had their full instructions. As they started away Tom called after them:
"Gentlemen, if there is any possible way of putting fifty per cent.
more work into each day, now, I know I can rely upon you all to do it. The S.B. & L. must run its first train over the completed road within charter time."
Now, Tom had opportunity to wonder what had happened to Harry Hazelton, who should have been back in camp the preceding evening.
"He must have had to go farther for ice than we imagined,"
was the only conclusion Reade could form. "At any rate, Harry won"t come back until he has it. He won"t bring back merely an excuse when his commission was for a ton of ice."
Tom wandered into the new headquarters" tent, heaved a big sigh as the weight of his new responsibilities struck him with full force, and began a systematic examination of all the piles of papers and maps now under his charge.
By nine o"clock Harry Hazelton and his guide returned, followed by a four-mule transport wagon.
Tom, hearing the approach, came out and beckoned. Harry rode up, dismounting.
"Well, I got the ice, you see," announced Hazelton.
"Did you have to go very far for it?"
"No; but you and I forgot to allow for the time that mules would need for rest on such a steep, uphill climb. Where is the ice to go?"
"Send the man over to Jake Wren. Jake knows more about such things than you or I will know within the next ten years."
Harry carried the order to the driver, then hurried back.
"How are our sick men?" he asked.
"Both alive, but delirious. Doc Gitney has a man nurse to help him now."
"Did Mr. Rutter leave any orders for me?" pressed Harry.
"No; Rutter is in charge of the actual field work only."
"Who gives the main orders?"
"I do---unless New York changes the plan."
Tom hastily narrated what had taken place in Mr. Thurston"s tent the day before. Harry listened, his eyes growing larger as he heard.
"Tom! I"m mighty glad!" he cried delightedly. "You"re going to do the trick, too! You"re going to put the S.B. & L. through within the time allowed by the charter!"
"I"m going to do it or wear myself out," replied Reade, with a glint of determination in his eyes. "But, Harry, the road isn"t going to go through on mere wind. We"ve got to work---not talk!
Come into the new headquarters" tent. Throw the front of your shirt open, take a few deep breaths, tie down the safety valve and get ready to make the steam fly. I"m going over the maps and doc.u.ments, the field notes, the reports and what not. I want you to help me untangle them and set all matters straight."
For two hours the cub engineers worked as they had never toiled before. Then a horseman drew up before their tent.
"Telegram for Reade, acting chief engineer," called the man from saddle. "The czar over at the cook house told me I"d find my man here."
"I"m Reade," admitted Tom, stepping outside and receiving the envelope. "Do you belong with the telegraph construction crowd?"
"Yes, sir," replied the young horseman.
"How long before you expect to have the line up with the camp?"
"By tomorrow night, unless you move the camp forward again."
"That"s good news," nodded Reade. "Wait until I see whether there is to be an answer to this message."
Tom stepped inside, breaking the flap of the envelope. From head to foot he trembled as his eyes took in the following message:
"Reade, Acting Chief Engineer.
"Relying upon Thurston"s judgment, and from your satisfactory wire, conclude that Thurston chose right man for post. a.s.sume all responsibilities. Advise New York offices daily as to condition of work, also condition Thurston and Blaisdell. Spare no expense in their care. Shall join you within five days."
(Signed) "Newnham, President S.B. & L. R.R."
Having read the telegram, Tom turned to pick up a sheet of paper.
After jotting down the address of President Newnham, he added:
"Shall hustle job through rapidly if there is any way of doing it. Shall engage extra engineers in this state. Hope to be able to show you, on arrival, things moving at speed."
(Signed) Reade, "Acting Chief Engineer."
Then Tom shoved both despatches under his chum"s eyes. Naturally Hazelton read the one from New York first.
"Whew! The president seems to trust you," murmured Harry.
"No; he doesn"t," Tom retorted. "He doesn"t know anything about me. His wire shows that he knows and trusts Mr. Thurston, the man who picked me out for this job."
Then Tom wrote a second despatch, addressed to the State University.
It ran as follows:
"Have heard that your university has party from engineering school in field this summer. Can you place me in immediate wire communication with professor in charge of party? Have practical work to offer students."