This battered matchbook has its charms. A ceiling fan and radio in every room! There are also some air-conditioned rooms in case you don’t want to sweat through your clothes before 10 AM.

The back of the book is remarkable, in an unremarkable sort of way. Most depictions would be content just to show the pile, but this one tints the hotel in such a way that suggests it was built in two stages. On the right, the first wing, with its own entrance; then the expansion.

Whether Mortimer Cosby ruled over this expansion, I’ve no idea.