April 19,1909

April 19

He got up about 9:00. He went to wash his face and came back. There was no kindling charcoal in the brazier.
He put the bedding up into the closet by himself. He lighted the cigarette with a match.
He asked the landlord’s child walking along the corridor to give him kindling charcoal and hot water. 20 minutes later, a maid brought his breakfast without a bamboo made spoon for serving rice. He pushed the buzzer. No maid came. He pushed again. No. After waiting long, a maid, Otsune, came and put it without saying anything. The miso soup had already been cold.