Sinopsis

It was five o'clock in the afternoon, when a bright little messenger boy in
blue touched the electric button of Room No. —— in Carnegie Studio, New
York City. At once the door flew open and a handsome young artist
received a Western Union telegram, and quickly signed his name, "Alfonso
H. Harris" in the boy's book.
"Here, my boy, is twenty-five cents," he said, and tore open the message,
which read as follows:—
HARRISVILLE,—.
Alfonso H. Harris,
Carnegie Studio, New York.
We reach Grand Central Depot at 7:10 o'clock tomorrow evening in our
new private car Alfonso. Family greetings; all well.
REUBEN HARRIS.
Alfonso put the telegram in his pocket, completed packing his steamer
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