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Show -338- em rim of Chicago, near the lakeshore. To reach i t , they drove up lakeshore Drive, where the Professor xatched for some of the familiar landmarks that he remembers from his stay fifteen year's e a r l i e r on the Near Northside. His daughter and her husband continued to talk about the r e c i t al the Professor's son-in-law as he drove, a familiar drive for them, because/toe came into the c i t y five days a week to his job as editor of a trade journal directed a t hospital personnel, and they often attended plays and concerts in the c i t y . Most of the time they rode the e l , but i t traveled roughly the same route they were taking today. His son-in-law drove slowly and cautiously, p a r t i c u l a r ly a f t e r the divided highway ended, and they were making t h e i r way down the narrow s t r e e t s that led to thier home. As they pulled up a t the curb before their apartment, the Professor's granddaughter pointed a t the xrindow. "Look!" she said? "look a t the dog!" Their aged pug had climbed up on the back of a sofa and had her nose pressed against the xrindow-glass. "I don't know how she does i t , " the Professor's daughter said. "She's deaf, but she always seems to know when xre're coming." "She's probably been there most of the afternoon," the son-in-law said. The Professor knew t h i s dog well. He had given i t to them a f t e r i t had been born to a prize pug bitch he had kept |