s and seeing Bauer, he
said, "One for you!" threw it at him and went on.

Walter opened his letters, which were from his mother and Louis. When he
looked up from his reading and glanced at Bauer he saw that something
had happened.

"From him," said Bauer briefly.

He handed his letter over to Walter. It was dated and postmarked at
Monte Carlo and contained a draft on New York for four hundred dollars.

"I don't ask you to do anything or forgive or anything like that. But as
proof that hell is better than this place, I am sending you the last
dollar I have after losing the rest of it at the table. Perhaps, even in
hell where I am going, there will be some respite granted me for not
being totally depraved."

That was all, not even an initial signed.

"It means------" Walter stammered.

"That he has committed suicide--yes--I suppose--"

"But there's been no newspaper account item in the New York journals."

Bauer shook his head. "The cases at Monte Carlo don't get into the
newspapers." And then to Walter's embarrassment, Bauer broke down and
sobbed as if he would never stop. But after all, his father, in spite of
his sins, had really loved the boy, and Bauer was of a very affectionate
nature which had never in all his lifetime been satisfied.

Before Walter could offer a word of sympathy Bauer got up and bolted for
his room. Walter suspected what was coming and before Bauer could lock
his door he had gone in after him. The hemorrhage was severe. When Bauer
was through with it and on his couch, Walter rapidly outlined a plan for
Bauer. He must get out to the painted desert at once.

"I wanted to wait until you could go, but it isn't fair to ask you
before term closes and that won't be for six weeks. Oh, yes, I can make
it alone all right. Don't worry over that. And now I've got this money,
that settles it."

Walter wondered if he ought to tell him about the money from home.
Finally he did tell him frankly and was pleased at the way Bauer took
it. When Walter suggested that in case he had to stay out there any
length of time, the money would be held in trust for him, Bauer did not
object, simply saying that by that time he would either be well or dead.

Two days after this, Paul wrote that Mr. Masters at Tolchaco had written
cordially, saying Bauer would be welcome at the mission and could have
the old Council Hogan. He thought if his case was like a number of
others he had known, that it would be perfectly po