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Gladstone was surprised to see so small a lad in charge of the chainmen, and began to talk with him. He must have been impressed by the lad's conversation, for he patted his head and told him he would be a fine man yet. Mr. Gladstone has never forgotten this incident.
Caleb took his horse to the barn and, removing the saddle, turned him loose for a roll in the dusty lot. Then he was put in a box stall and given three sheaves of oats. "Mrs. Saylor, you see I am back and have brought three others with me. We will be here a week. I hope you will not find us too troublesome. The two chainmen will sleep in the loft on the hay, so as not to crowd you."
The farmers stationed men at the field-gates with pitchforks, and sometimes with guns, to drive them back. At St. Helen’s, one of the chainmen was laid hold of by a mob of colliers, and threatened to be hurled down a coal-pit. A number of men, women, and children, collected and ran after the surveyors wherever they made their appearance, bawling nicknames and throwing stones at them.
And, Reade, I see from your notes that you knew how to measure across a pond that your chainmen couldn't ford." "Mr. Price taught me that trick, back in Gridley," Tom responded. Suddenly Jack Rutter sprang to his feet sniffing vigorously. "Boys," he announced, "an adventure is coming our way. Can you guess what it is?" Tom and Harry gazed at him blankly. "I give it up," Reade replied.
"Here, you fellows," called Tom, almost gayly, as he ran to where engineers and chainmen men were standing in little groups, talking gloomily over the forenoon's work. "Get in line, here -a whole crowd of you!" Dave Fulsbee was now riding briskly toward the centre of the camp, ahead of the wagon for which he had gone down the trail.
"Which leg was it? demanded Rutter, halting beside the cub. "Left -a little above the ankle," replied Tom. "Take off your legging. I must have a look. Hazelton, call to one of your chainmen and send him back to make sure of my pony." Harry hastened to obey, then came back breathless. Rutter, in the meantime, had turned up enough of Tom's left trousers' leg to bare a spot on the flesh that was red.
"It would never do to have our president captured just before we're ready to open the road to traffic." The orders were accordingly given. Tom then appointed one of the chainmen to command the camp until the construction gang came up. Just seven minutes after he had given the first order, Tom Reade was in saddle. Hazelton was seated on another horse some thirty seconds afterward.
Hazelton, you can go right on where you left off. Survey along carefully until you come upon a stake marked 'Reade. Then come forward until you find us. Reade, I'll go along with you and show you where to break in." Preceded by their chainmen, Rutter and Reade trudged along the trail for something like a mile. "Halt," ordered Jack Rutter. "Reade, write your autograph on that stake and begin."
Thurston had gone, "unless he knew that to be the best thing for you." So, after the engineers, their chainmen and rodmen had left camp Tom wandered about disconsolately. He tried to talk to the cook, but Jake and his helper were both rushed in getting the meal that was to be taken out over the trail by burro train. "Lonely, Reade?" called the chief from his tent. "Yes, sir," Tom nodded.
Their chainmen were ahead of the "cub" engineers on the trail. Tom and Harry were talking earnestly when they heard a pony's hoofs behind them. Hazelton turned with a start. "Oh, it's Rutter mounted," Hazelton said, with a sigh of relief. "I was afraid it was Bad Pete." "Take my word for it, Harry. Peter is a good deal of a coward. He won't dare to show up until he has some real cartridges.
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