ed his first instinctive dislike for the black-eyed
fellow.

* * * * * * * * *

"Reade and Hazelton, you two young men are going to forge ahead
rapidly, and you are sure to earn good salaries, if you don't
make the too common mistake of young engineers first starting
out," Mr. Thurston told the cubs one forenoon.

"And what is that mistake, sir, if you please?" Tom queried.

"Don't make the mistake of getting too large an idea of the value
of your services," replied the chief. "Just work hard all the
time and be wholly unassuming.

"I think we can follow that advice, sir," Tom replied, with a
smile.

"If you can, you'll get along rapidly. I have already written
to our officers in New York, thanking them for having sent you
two young men."

"Here's the map I have just finished, sir," said Harry, rising
from his drawing table on which were arranged the various draughtsman's
inks and washes---the latter being thin solutions of water colors
with which some parts of the maps were colored.

"Very handsomely done, Hazelton. Reade, what are you doing?"

"I'm at work on Black's field notes of the leveling," Tom answered.

"I am very much pleased with Black's work," replied Mr. Thurston.
"His notes show that we are going to get out of the excavating
in the cuts at about one third of the trouble and expense that
I had looked for."

"Black's field notes certainly do look good, sir, for they show
that you can get the work through on this division in much less
time than you had supposed."

As he turned around to speak, Tom sat where he could easily see
the colored field map that Harry had just turned in to the chief.

"Hold on, there, Harry," Tom objected.

"You've lined in a pretty high hill on Section Nineteen. You'll
have to cut that down a bit."

"The surveyor's field notes call for that hill," Hazelton retorted.

"But, as it happens," objected Tom, "I'm just working out the
profile drawing of Section Nineteen from Black's notes. See here-----"
Tom rested a pencil point on a portion of the hill depicted on
Hazelton's map. "You've drawn that pretty steep. Now, as you'll
see by Black's notes, the upgrade at that point is only a three
per cent. grade."

"Humph! It's all of an eight per cent. grade," grunted Hazelton.
"See, here are the surveyor's field notes."

"Three per cent. grade," insisted Tom, holding forward Black's
leveling notes.

"There's a difference there, then, that must be reconciled,