"Yes, sir; I feel it, sir," said Steve brightly.
"I know that. I have known it for a long time. It is such patriotism as yours that accomplishes results in the world. The president of the company is aware that you possess it. I had a letter from him yesterday regarding you boys."
Mr. Penton turned over the papers on his desk. Selecting the letter he was in search of, he read it, then laid the paper back on his desk.
"Mr. Carrhart, the president, is deeply interested in you. This letter is in reference to you, making certain suggestions. Have you any idea what they are?" laughed the superintendent.
"No, sir."
"I hope he isn't going to discharge us," interjected Bob Jarvis whimsically.
"Not quite so bad as that," answered Mr. Penton, laughing softly. "He does, however, request me to relieve you of your present duties."
Bob's face fell.
"But this is in order to give you something better. I am ordered to promote you to the grade of foremen. How does that strike you?"
"Knocks me clear over," answered Jarvis promptly.