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 and I knew it was a large park, but I hadn't an idea which one for I was so mixed up. I saw some fountains, and it was beautiful in under the dark trees, where the moonlight spotted the ground.

"After a while Uncle Fred turned around. 'Feeling lonesome?' he asked. 'It's a shame to neglect you this way.'

No, no,' I said, 'I'm enjoying it. I told you not to bother about me. You can't see Miss Kathleen every day.'

I wish I could,' he said, and then they both laughed. 'Well, we're 'most there, anyway, I guess,' and just then the conductor came through. 'Stop at Ellis Avenue, please,' said Uncle Fred, carelessly. He had got back all his confidence.

Ain't on our line,' said the conductor.

"Uncle Fred's jaw dropped. He looked as if he wanted to say something large, but wasn't equal to the size of it, and so just gave up. He sat and stared at the conductor for about a minute. At last he sort of moistened his lips and swallowed hard. 'It isn't on this line?' he said, in a thin sort of a voice. 'Isn't this the Cottage Grove line?'