The
minute I entered the courtroom the judge rapped loudly with his gavel
and said:
"This court is adjourned while Cody is in town." He joined the party,
and we moved on to the Paxton Hotel, where a banquet was arranged in my
honor.
I left for Chicago the next day. On arriving there, I was met at the
depot by Colonel M.V. Sheridan, brother of General Philip Sheridan, my
old friend and fellow townsman. "Mike" Sheridan, with his brother, the
general, was living in a beautiful house on Michigan Avenue. There I
met a number of the old officers with whom I had served on the Plains.
I was still wearing the wonderful overcoat that had been given me by
the Grand Duke Alexis, and it was a source of continuous admiration
among the officers, who pronounced it the most magnificent garment of
its kind in America.
The splendor of the general's Michigan Avenue mansion was new to me;
never before had I seen such vast rooms and such wonderful furnishings.
It was necessary to show me how the gas was turned on and off, and how
the water flowed in the bathroom. I moved around the place in a daze
until "Mike," taking pity on me, escorted me to a barroom, where I was
more at home. As we were partaking of a cocktail, a number of reporters
from the Chicago papers came in. They had been told of my visit and
plied me with questions. In the papers the next morning I found that I
had had adventures that up to that time I had never heard of.
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