The very next day the Boston bull had his chance. He belonged to a
young bachelor who lived alone, with only his faithful dog, Bill, for
company. Now Bill was a privileged character who had the run of the
place, and, during the day, had to receive all comers. His owner was
the best of masters, but he had one fault. He would smoke in bed,
lighting his pipe and reading until he fell asleep. Bill never approved
of this. He was always expecting something to happen, and himself slept
with one eye open as long as he could. Then, one night something did
happen. The lighted pipe fell out of the sleeping man’s mouth. Bill
smelled smoke, and jumped up just in time to pull the burning pillow
off the bed, thus saving his master’s life and home.
Bill became a member of the Fire Brigade.