The four teamsters played seven-up in the cook camp by the light of a barn lantern, while Thorpe and the cook wrote letters.

Thorpe's was to his sister.
"I have been in the hospital for about a month," he wrote.

"Nothing serious--a crack on the head, which is all right now.

But I cannot get home this summer, nor, I am afraid, can we arrange about the school this year.

I am about seventy dollars ahead of where I was last fall, so you see it is slow business.