Excerpt: ... gas. Bradley signed his name on the book without any flourishes, and without writing the "Honorable" before his name, as most of the other members had done. "Front!" yelled the clerk, in an imperative voice. Bradley started, and then grew hot over his foolishness. "Show this gentleman to No. 30. Like dinner?" the clerk asked, in a kindly interest. Bradley nodded, suddenly remembering that in fashionable life dinner came at six o'clock. "All ready in about ten minutes," the clerk said, looking at the clock. ...
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Excerpt: ... gas. Bradley signed his name on the book without any flourishes, and without writing the "Honorable" before his name, as most of the other members had done. "Front!" yelled the clerk, in an imperative voice. Bradley started, and then grew hot over his foolishness. "Show this gentleman to No. 30. Like dinner?" the clerk asked, in a kindly interest. Bradley nodded, suddenly remembering that in fashionable life dinner came at six o'clock. "All ready in about ten minutes," the clerk said, looking at the clock. Bradley followed the boy to the elevator. He noticed that the darkey did not enter with him, but ran up the stairs. He could see him rushing around the curves, his hands sliding on the railings. He met him at the door of the elevator and motioned to him--"This way, suh." There was something in his tone that puzzled Bradley; and as he walked along the hall, he thought of the soft carpet under his feet (it must have been two inches thick) and of that tone in the boy's voice. A dull fire of soft coal was burning on the grate, and the boy punched it up, and said, "'Nother gent jes' left. I git some mo' coal." The room, like all hotel rooms, was a desolate place, notwithstanding its one or two elaborate pieces of furniture, its fine carpet, and its easy chair. It had a distinctly homeless quality. Bradley sat down in the big chair before the fire, and took time to think it all over. He was really here as a legislator for a great State. The responsibility and honor of the position came upon him strongly as he sat there alone in this great hotel looking at the fire. That he, of all the men in his county, should have been selected for this office, was magnificent. He drew a long sigh, and said inwardly: "I'll be true to my trust." And he meant, in addition, to be so dignified and serious that he would not seem young to the other legislators. He was reading, from a little frame on the wall, the...
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Hardcover ex-library copy with usual marks, rust-red boards, gilt lettering, slight wear to cover, clean and tight overall, no dust jacket. INV#I-3 Ex-Library/no dust jacket. Published in 1892, this Johnson reprint is a replica of that edition and part of a series in American Studies. The Series edited by, Joseph J. Kwiat of the University of Minnesota.
