obedient to their fathers. If you had seen the tears I saw, you would know that this old gentleman's daughter was not an exception to the rule.
And since we have started the subject, perhaps I might complete the "human interest" story by stating that after all the tears had been shed and the marriage was a couple of years in the past, I went down to visit this old Southern gentleman. It was a queer introduction; because the old gentleman was horribly embarrassed, and I, being impersonal and used to being called bad names, had no idea of it. After we had chatted for an hour or two I retired, and the daughter said: "Well, Papa, what do you think of him?"
The old gentleman is quaintly shy and reticent, and had probably never made an apology in his life before. He did it all in one sentence: "I see I overspoke myself."
