Daddy Bunker gave the lumberman some money, as his share in the good luck, and told him when he was through working for Mr. Barker to come to Pineville.
"I'll give you work there," said the children's father.
"All right, I'll come," promised Mr. Gannon. "And the next time any one gives me an old coat I'll look in the torn lining, as well as in the pockets, and if I find any valuable papers I can give them back right away."
Then he told of having tramped from place to place after leaving Pineville, wearing the old coat, until he reached Green Pond.
"It's just like a story in a book," said Rose.
"Yes, it surely is," agreed Daddy Bunker, as he put the valuable papers into his coat pocket, that had no hole in it.
Then the six little Bunkers and the others went on to a lovely spot on the shore of Green Pond and ate their picnic lunch.
"Oh, it's just lovely here," said Rose, as she gave Mun Bun another small piece of cake.
"I wish we could stay forever," added Laddie. "I like it! I can think up awful good riddles here."
"It's fun to sail boats," said Russ, as he whistled a merry tune.