We shall then have a thoroughly good lot of men left, who'll do more and better work." "That is," almost whined President Bascomb, "if Reade, in doing what he wants, doesn't stir up so much enmity that we have the rest of our wall blown out into the gulf." "Mr.Bascomb," put in Tom, "while I must have control of the men and their camp I don't wish to do anything to cast reflection on yourself as the head of the company.

May I therefore ask, sir, if there is any especial reason why Evarts should be allowed in this camp ?" President Bascomb fidgeted in the porch chair on which he was sitting.
"I---I don't know of any reason, Mr.Reade, why Evarts should be allowed in camp if his presence prevents you from keeping order as you wish." "Then you approve, sir, of my intention to keep him out ?" "I---I won't question your right to handle the matter as you wish, Mr.
Reade," was the president's evasive reply.
"Thank you, sir." Peters was soon back with the six men---two each of the negroes, Italians and Portuguese.

All of them understood English.
Harry described the negro who had attacked him on the retaining wall, after which Tom asked: "Have any of you men ever seen that negro?
Have you any idea who he is, and where he can be found ?" None of the six admitted any knowledge of the mysterious black man.
"Then I want you to keep his description in mind," continued Tom.

"Keep your eyes open, at all times, for any chance glimpse of him.

The man who brings me information leading to the capture of that big negro will receive a reward of one hundred dollars in gold." "Keep your eyes open, won't you?
You may find him prowling around the wall at any time.