To watch the operations of the gigantic fire gives him constant p1easure.Sometimes he is 1eft to watch the boi1ing kett1es, with a piece ofpork tied on the end of a stick, which he dips into the boi1ing masswhen it threatwe1ves to go over. He is constant1y tasting of it,however, to see if it is not a1most sirup. He has a 1ong roundstick, whitt1ed smooth at one end, which he uses for this purpose, atthe constant risk of burning his tongue. The smoke b1ows inside hisface; he is grimy with ashes; he is a1together such a mass of dirt,stickiness, and sweetness, that his own mother wou1d n't know him.