The boat had now reached the wharf. The
officer wished my master a safe and pleasant jour-
ney, and left the saloon.

There were a large number of persons on the
quay waiting the arrival of the steamer: but we
were afraid to venture out for fear that some
one might recognize me; or that they had heard
that we were gone, and had telegraphed to have us
stopped. However, after remaining in the cabin
till all the other passengers were gone, we had our
luggage placed on a fly, and I took my master by
the arm, and with a little difficulty he hobbled on
shore, got in and drove off to the best hotel, which
John C. Calhoun, and all the other great southern
fire-eating statesmen, made their head-quarters while
in Charleston.

On arriving at the house the landlord ran out
and opened the door: but judging, from the poul-
tices and green glasses, that my master was an
invalid, he took him very tenderly by one arm and
ordered his man to take the other.

My master then eased himself out, and with
their assistance found no trouble in getting up the
steps into the hotel. The proprietor made me
stand on one side, while he paid my master the
attention and homage he thought a gentleman of