Then, after the first time I had ever cried on my father’s breast, he told me all about himself, and the money and how he came to make it, and how it was all wrong, but it has never been his personal dishonor that was involved.  This invention of the Idol gives him more power than ever, and he is going to use it to reorganize things so that everybody will make more for their work and belong in the business.  He has appointed Judge Luttrell one of the lawyers and Mr. Chadwell one of the directors—­and he is going to try to stay in Byrdsville most of the time and I am to help him arrange about keeping out of the temptation of riches.

“And I’ll try not to develop Byrdsville anymore than I can help, Phil,” he said as he wiped my eyes on his handkerchief and then his own.

No, I hope Byrdsville will stay just as it is, and I hope that any one who needs friends like I did will find Byrdsville, Tennessee, on the map.  Good-night and good-by, leather Louise!