"The ticket-agent looked surprised. 'There ain't no changes on that line, lady,' he said.
"Miss Kathleen looked at him and then at Uncle Fred. 'We changed nineteen times coming out,' she said.
"'Well,' said the agent, shrugging his shoulders, 'of course you could change at every corner if you wanted to; but there ain't no reason why you should, unless for exercise.'
"Miss Kathleen stared at him in a dazed sort of a way, and then turned from the window. 'Well,' she said, 'I guess we'd better take the cable. I'd be rather afraid to get on a regular railroad train after all this. I feel sort of foggy, and we might land in Milwaukee or Kalamazoo—'
"'Or Kankakee,' suggested Uncle Fred."
"'—and the cable certainly can't get us out of Chicago without our knowing it, and that's something to consider. Bess, dear, won't you be pilot? I want to resign before things get any worse.'
"'All right,' I said, and marched off ahead in the dark, going the way the agent had pointed. I asked questions of every policeman I saw, and in just a few minutes we came in sight of a little
