anuscript
outright for cash and give the money away to the most needy cause I can
find."
"Better have the stipulation with the publishers stereotyped, father,"
said Helen, who was present when this conversation was held. "It will
save you time and money."
"Very well, Miss," replied her father. "But don't you dare ask for any
of this extra when my ship does come in. Not a cent of it does this
ungrateful, unappreciative family get. It is my book and the 'child of
my heart' and if it brings me anything I will spend it in riotous living
on the other fellow."
Esther and Helen laughed and Paul went down to the office and
courageously expressed the manuscript to one of the eastern publishers
who had not yet seen it.
All this had occurred several months before Walter's letter about Bauer
and when Paul went down to the office after getting the news his heart
and mind were burdened with plans for Bauer's relief. He began to open
his mail and a letter from the eastern publisher specially interested
him. After reading it, he looked at the check accompanying the letter
and chuckled in anticipation of meeting Esther and Helen at lunch when
he came home.
The mother and daughter were continuing their talk about Walter's
letter.
"Can Mr. Bauer get well out there? Walter did not say very clearly?"
Helen asked.
"Many cases like this do recover," said Esther. "But he ought to go at
once. If he is having severe hemorrhages that will be his only hope."
Helen was silent for some moments.
"How much did Walter say it would cost to keep him out there a year?"
"He said three hundred dollars."
"It seems like a very small sum, doesn't it?"
"It certainly does. But you remember in some of Mr. Masters's letters to
your father about the mission expenses at Tolchaco how ridiculous the
amounts seemed to us? You remember one year the entire mission force
including seven persons lived on less than fifteen dollars a month for
each? I suppose Walter had something like that in mind. And you remember
how often in his letters Walter has spoken of Bauer's horror of the
luxurious habits of one of the students at Burrton as if it were a great
wrong?"
"It was Van Shaw," said Helen with a short laugh. "Walter spoke last
Christmas about the solid silver dog collars Mr. Van Shaw purchased for
his kennel. Fancy Mr. Bauer buying solid silver dog collars! Fancy him
even buying a dog!"
"Unless it was to prevent someone from abusing it. I
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