"Night before last I went out with Uncle Fred. We went to the University. You see, he had run across a gitl he knew, and found that a friend of both of them was attending the University and so they agreed to go out there and call, and he asked me to go along,—because it was just about the only place that I hadn't been. The girl who went with us is just as sweet as she can be. She's little and pretty and jolly and her name is Kathleen, and her eyes looked so loving that I had hold of her hand before I knew it, and she was telling me about her pansies and nasturtiums, and just how she planted sweet-peas. I don't see how she knew right off that I love flowers!
"Uncle Fred had telephoned to Miss Mills, at the University, that we were coming; and we started at about half-past seven, because he said it was so far out there, and when we got down town, he said we had to take a cable car. Miss Kathleen asked why it wouldn't be better to—take a suburban railroad train, because it would be so much quicker, but Uncle Fred insisted that Miss Mills said for us to take a cable car, and he was going to exactly follow her directions. Miss Kathleen didn't insist, because she doesn't
