ies came in to Mr. Bauer a few days ago. What does he do
but come to me and tell me what you said the other day about wanting a
taste of turkey again. So this is Mr. Bauer's treat. He insisted on
getting everything down to the nuts and raisins."

"You have all been so good to me that I couldn't repay it if I bought
turkeys for every meal. And I don't forget, of course," he added with a
grateful look at Elijah, "that I owe my life to you. I am not trying to
pay even with fabulously high priced turkeys."

"Well, of course, I had the advantage over you down there in having a
lantern to brace my feet against. You hadn't a thing. Not even Van Shaw.
But don't mention it. It was no trouble. 'Don't think of such a thing,'
as Miss Gray says. And after all, I don't know what would have happened
to all of us down there if the folks at the top hadn't let that rope
down just in time."

"Everybody is a hero in this country," said Bauer.

"And the turkey is the biggest of all," said Elijah, who was doing it
full justice. "We all hope Mr. Bauer's incubator will continue to head
the list of the six best sellers. And say, Bauer, why not get out a
special illustrated Thanksgiving edition incubator made to hatch out
nothing but turkeys. At the price you must have paid over at Flagstaff
for this one, it wouldn't take long before you could make Van Shaw's
railroads look like a blind trail through the Grand Canyon."

That Thanksgiving Day dinner was a memorable one at Tolchaco. Everyone
was in fine spirits. Clifford kept everyone in a roar with his remarks.
Bauer surprised the company by telling two funny stories from the
Fliegende Blaetter. Clifford's sister laughed so hard she almost choked
on a bone. Mr. and Mrs. Masters grew unusually witty. And Lucy Gray,
while not in any way distinguished for any brilliant remarks, glowed
with a quiet happiness all through the meal and looked so attractive
that Elijah Clifford more than once shot an approving glance at her as
she sat by Mrs. Masters and insisted on filling up Clifford's plate
whenever a spot on it showed any signs of being uncovered.

After the dishes had been washed by the gentlemen who gallantly offered
to do that task, the ladies sauntered up the river to inspect the new
site for the new school house which Mr. Douglas thought he could secure
for the Mission.

It was a desert day, clear and warm in the sun. Masters and Bauer went
out to inspect some pottery recently found near