know the town very well, either, and wasn't sure whether the suburban line went there. I don't believe that it would have made any difference if she had, for Uncle Fred is awfully stubborn when he isn't sure about a thing.
"We went over to Wabash Avenue and stopped on a corner to wait for a car.
"'Fred,' said Miss Kathleen, after a while, 'this is the wrong corner.'
"'No,' said Uncle Fred, 'they stop on the near side of the street here.'
"'I don't think so,' said Miss Kathleen. 'I'm almost sure they stop on the far side.'
"'You watch and see,' said Uncle Fred, grinning. 'I'll bet you that longest stemmed American Beauty,' and he pointed toward a florist's window across the street, 'against that pink cosmos you're wearing.'
"'Done,' said Miss Kathleen.
"I didn't say a word; for I knew that he would wait on that corner until a car came along, if the whole of Chicago told him differently.
"We waited a while longer. 'Guess there's a tie-up somewhere,' said Uncle Fred, standing on one foot.
