"Telegram for Mr. Reade," called one of the two camp operators, coming
forward.

Tom tore the envelope open, then stared at the following message:

"Reade, Chief Engineer.

"Have complaint from merchants of Paloma that you have effectually
stopped the men from spending any money in the town. Not our policy to
make enemies of the towns along our line. Explain immediately.

"(Signed) ELLSWORTH,

"General Manager."

"Hmmm!" smiled Tom, then passed the message over to Superintendent
Hawkins.

"Your newly made enemies have gotten after you quickly, Sir," commented
the superintendent grimly.

"Yes," nodded Tom. "And, of course, I can't follow any course that
isn't approved by the general manager. I'll wire him the truth and see
what he has to say. Operator!"

"Yes, Sir," replied the young man, turning and coming back.

"Wait for a message," directed Tom; then seated himself and wrote the
following reply: