to get a match; that failing, he went for another. By one o'clock, my fire was made.
"Peter," said I, "are you going to wait on me, while I stay here?"
"Yes, sar; I 'tends to dis room."
"Very well; take this, and, when I leave, I'll give you another, if you take good care of me. Now, I want you to get me some water."
"I'll get you some water in de morning, sar."
"I want some to-night—some water and some towels; don't you think you can get them for me?"
"I reckon so, massa, if you wants 'em. Want 'em 'fore you go to bed?"
"Yes; and get another lamp."
"Want a lamp?"
"Yes, of course."
"Won't the fire do you?"
"No; bring a lamp. That one won't burn without filling; you need not try it."
The water and the lamp came, after a long time.
In the morning, early, I was awakened by a knock at the door.
"Who's there?"
"Me, massa; I wants your boots to black."
I got up, opened the door, and returned to bed. Falling asleep, I was soon again awakened by Peter throwing down an armful of wood upon the floor. Slept again, and was again awakened, by Peter's throwing up the window, to empty out the contents of the wash bowl, etc. The room was filled with smoke of the fat light wood: Peter had already made a fire for me to dress by; but I again fell asleep, and, when I next awoke, the breakfast bell was ringing. Peter had gone off, and left the window and door open, and
