He was carried to the Hospital, and me and
some of his friends paid his board while he was there. It was only
three dollars a week, which was very cheap, considerin' all the care
they took of him. I got leave to come and see him while he was here.
Everything looked so nice and comfortable, that I thought a little
of coaxin' a omnibus driver to run over me, so I might go there
too."
"Did your friend have to have his leg cut off?" asked Frank,
interested.
"No," said Dick; "though there was a young student there that was
very anxious to have it cut off; but it wasn't done, and Johnny is
around the streets as well as ever."
While this conversation was going on they reached No. 365, at the
corner of Franklin Street.*
* Now the office of the Merchants' Union Express Company.
"That's Taylor's Saloon," said Dick. "When I come into a fortun' I
shall take my meals there reg'lar."
"I have heard of it very often," said Frank. "It is said to be very
elegant. Suppose we go in and take an ice-cream. It will give us a
chance to see it to better advantage."
"Thank you," said Dick; "I think that's the most agreeable way of
seein' the place myself."
The boys entered, and found themselves in a spacious and elegant
saloon, resplendent with gilding, and adorned on all sides by costly
mirrors. They sat down to a small table with a marble top, and Frank
gave the order.
"It reminds me of Aladdin's palace," said Frank, looking about him.
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