Armstrong, without the addition of a single penny. He had
no doubt that he should be paid liberally for his time, and he
didn't care to make anything by extra means.
The Ottawa House was nearly a mile and a half distant. It was
on one of the lower streets, near the lake. It was a plain
building with accommodations for perhaps a hundred and fifty guests.
This would be large for a country town or small city, but it
indicated a hotel of the third class in Chicago. I may as well
say here, however, that it was a perfectly respectable and honestly
conducted hotel, notwithstanding it was selected by Mr. Coleman,
who could not with truth be complimented so highly. I will also
add that Mr. Coleman's selection of the Ottawa, in place of a
more pretentious hotel, arose from the fear that in the latter he
might meet someone who knew him, and who would warn Luke
of his undesirable reputation.
Jumping out of the hack, J. Madison Coleman led the way
into the hotel, and, taking pen in hand, recorded his name
in large, flourishing letters--as from New York.
Then he handed the pen to Luke, who registered himself also
from New York.
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