ADVENTURE XI.—IN WHICH CRICKET MEETS THE HAND-MADE GENTLEMAN AND THE PEARL OF GREAT PRICE
RAHAM'S hotel was near the depot, as I asked my way of an officer, and he went with me. At the desk I inquired timidly for my friend.
“Mr. James Henry McCarthy is here,” the clerk answered, with a smile. “He is making the homes of this city bright and beautiful, Wish to see him?”
“Yes,” I answered.
He called a colored youth, and sent word to Mr. McCarthy. The colored youth returned presently, and said:
“Mr. McCarthy says, 'Please ask the gentleman to send up his card.'”