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 Dozens of times the luxurious car of Madame was held up in the gutter while seemingly endless lines of marching men passed. There were infantry and cavalry, artillery and ambulance corps, and these in turn were followed by crowding lowing herds of cattle, and bleating flocks of sheep—the rations on the hoof, following the army.

At one of these exciting waits, a handsome man in a gay uniform mounted on a splendid horse, rode up to Madame's car and drew rein.

"Madame, the great actress," cried the Colonel gaily, "your friend, Colonel Lafleur. Don't you remember?" And he saluted her just as though she had been a general herself.

The actress held out her eloquent hand.

"I have been looking for you all the