“‘Come in!’
“The door opened, but stedder it’s bein’ Grandsir Death it wuz a little nigger boy. Ole Man Know-all sez, sezee:
“‘What you want this time er night?’
“The little nigger boy sez, sezee, ‘Mammy sent me arter some fier.’
“Old Man Know-all told ’im ter come in an’ git it. The little nigger boy went in an’ started ter the fireplace.
“‘They ain’t no chunks thar,’ sez Ole Man Know-all. ‘Go git a shovel.’
“‘Don’t want no shovel,’ sez the little nigger.
“’ How you gwine ter take it?’ sez Old Man Know-all.
“‘Easy enough,’ sez the little nigger.
“Ole Man Know-all turned over an’ watched ’im. He went ter the h’ath, filled the palm er one hand full er dead ashes, made a little nest in the middle, an’ then picked up a fire-coal this way.”