A COMFORTABLE BED.' 101 



We had arrived about eleven o'clock in the morning, and 

 having passed the dangerous portion of our journey, we deter- 

 mined to take a day's rest, so remained until the following 

 morning. When night came I took possession of my small 

 room, the lumberers and my guide sleeping on the floor of the 

 living-room, and my host and his wife in the stable. The first 

 feeling was delightful, and I was just luxuriating in it when I 

 felt something at my neck, and a little later it felt as if I had 

 a blister on. I got up and lighted the candle, and found the 

 pillow alive with B flats; they swarmed everywhere and the 

 walls, or rather logs, were also covered with them. It was out 

 of the question trying to sleep there, so I put on some of my 

 things and went into the outer room, stumbling over a man as 

 I did so. He asked me what was the matter, and on my telling 

 him he laughed at me, and said I was a pretty frontiersman to 

 care for such trifles, and that if I was not going to use the bed 

 he would do so, and he proceeded to move his things into my 

 room, while I took his place on the floor. I had just got off" 

 to sleep when out he came again, using most unparliamentary 

 language, and declaring that he had been very nearly lifted out 

 of bed. 



Of course I had a good laugh at him, when he and I 

 adjourned to the stable, where we finished the night very com- 

 fortably on some hay. 



The next day we rode into St. Paul's, and after putting our 

 horses into a livery stable, we went to the principal hotel in the 

 place. Here they were at first disposed to refuse us admission, 

 till I reminded the landlord of my having been there the year 

 before, and of my having left some things in his charge. 



Dinner was just beginning, so I washed my hands and went 



