"You haven't told us yet, how you got out from under the pig, Rush," questioned Mr. Phillips. "To me that was a most remarkable escape." "Not so very. I did the only thing I could do under the circumstances. I dived through the ties under the car. I did not dare jump in either of the other three directions for fear the mold would fall on me. The train was still moving, so it was a question of taking a chance of being run over by the train or hit by the pig. I decided to take a chance under the train. Did you see me drop?" asked Steve with a laugh. "No; we did not." "I must have made an exhibition of myself. I turned so many somersaults going down that I lost myself completely. It was a clumsy tumble." The two officials looked at each other wonderingly. At that juncture, Mr. McNaughton broke in. "Here's a suit of jeans you can put on if you wish, Rush," he said. "You look like a half drowned hen. The jeans are clean." "Thank you; I will put them on," answered Steve gratefully. "These wet clothes feel rather uncomfortable against the skin. I shall have to do without underclothes until I get home, I guess. Where shall I change?" "Go in the wash room there." Mr. Phillips mopped his brow after Steve had left the room, then moved over near the electric fan. Mr. Keating was regarding him with an amused smile. "Rather surprised you, eh?" "Keating, that boy has the most remarkable courage of any person I ever saw. It is a courage born of his intelligence. I wish you would let me have him in my department." The general superintendent shook his head. "I doubt very much if he would take the position. As I told you, he wishes to learn the mill business, and you and I know that there is only one way to do that--to work like a slave, toil from morning till night, doing the work with one's own hands. That is the way you and I learned the business." "Yes, but you must recollect the work wasn't the same in those days. We didn't endure the hardships that the men of to-day endure. Do you object to my asking Rush if he would like to step into the engineering department?" "Certainly not. I should be glad to see him with you." Steve came out in his clean jeans, looking as fresh and cheerful as if he had not just passed through such a thrilling experience. The boy's eyes were bright and his face wore a pleasant smile. "How do you feel?" asked both men at once. "I never felt better, thank you," answered Rush. "Here comes the doctor." The surgeon examined the wound, shaking his head as he finished. "You had better go to the hospital and lay up for a day. That is a bad burn, Rush." "Oh, I couldn't think of it. Dress it right here, and be as quick about it as you can, won't you? I've got business on hand this afternoon." "The business will keep," retorted Mr. Keating. "You had better do as the doctor suggests."