About ten o'clock
On this Fourth of July morning , Tip was up and abroad very early . He held a horse , which had been so frightened by fire-crackers that it would n't stand still a minute , and the owner of it gave him ten cents , with which he immediately bought fire-crackers for himself , and frightened the very next horse he saw . When the great cannon on the hill was fired , he got in the way , just as much as he knew how , which was a great deal ; he contrived to be around when the largest bell was rung , and add his voice to the uproar among the boys who were gathered around the church doors ; indeed , wherever there was commotion or confusion , Tip managed very soon to be , and to do his part towards making the most of it . About ten o'clock he had lived out the most of his pleasures , having been on hand since a little after three . He had no more money to spend , saw no chance of getting any more ; he had had no breakfast , and was very much in doubt as to whether he would get any , if he took the trouble to go home ; he had some way lost track of all his companions ; and , altogether , he was beginning to feel as if the Fourth of July were a humbug . He felt ill-used , angry ; it seemed to him that he was being cheated out of a good time that he expected to have . He sat down on the edge of an old sugar-barrel and thought about it a while ; then finally , with his hands in his pockets , and whistling `` Yankee Doodle '' in honour of the day , he sauntered along the street in search of something to take up his time .