CHAPTER XV.
HE BECOMES ACQUAINTED WITH A CHICAGO WIDOW.
I came to my senses in one of the bedrooms of the Shantytown Hotel.
There was only a partition between that and the other bedrooms of brown cotton cloth, and as I slowly became conscious of things about me, I heard two voices beyond the next curtain talking of my affairs.
"I reckon he won't know where the time's gone to when he comes to himself ag'in.

Lucky for him he didn't go up, like the old gentleman, in such small pieces as to never come down.

I don't see, fur the life of me, what purvented.

He was standin' right over the kag on which the old chap sot.

Marakalous escape, that of the young lady.