ssible for him in a
year or two to be of real service about the mission.

Walter gave out all this information as he helped Bauer pack up. He had
misgivings about letting him start alone, but after consulting the
doctor, concluded there was no special risk for Bauer and when the day
came for him to leave, he was much pleased to note Bauer's good spirits
in spite of the shock of his father's act and his own dubious future.

Masters had sent word that Bauer was to go to Canyon Diablo where a wagon
would be waiting to drive him the twenty-four miles to Tolchaco. Walter
went down and saw him comfortably started and then went back to his
room, feeling relieved to know that matters were going so well, after
promising Bauer that if possible he would come and see him during the
summer. It would depend on the financial outlook.

At Chicago, Bauer changed to a tourist car and found as companions, two
other young men, both going to Flagstaff to live in tents at the base of
the San Francisco Mountains. Before reaching Albuquerque the three young
men had become well acquainted and had good naturedly exchanged joking
statements about their "cases," and Bauer, who had suffered from a
slight flow just after leaving Kansas city, boasted that he was able to
control his lungs by pressing his tongue hard against the roof of his
mouth and resting his chest on the back of the car seat in front.

When the train reached Hardy, a few miles north of the Little Colorado,
there was a long stop, explained by the conductor as caused by a
cloudburst at Winslow. The train made several attempts to start on to
Colfax, but finally backed slowly down into Hardy, where it was stalled
for the night. In the morning the information slowly reached the
passengers that there were fifteen miles of washouts east of Winslow and
it would be an indefinite time before repairs could be made.

A few cowboys, Mexicans and Indians were evidently chronic and constant
loafers about the little station. Among them was a teamster loading
stuff on a wagon. Bauer noticed two boxes marked Tolchaco and asked the
man about them.

"I'm taking them over by Mr. Masters's orders. Usually go to Canyon
Diablo, but no telling how long it'll be to get there with number two.
Mr. Masters wants the stuff bad. Truck for them Injuns at the mission."

"But aren't we on the north side of the river here? How will you get
over to the mission? Isn't that on the other side?" asked Bauer.

"Su