eight o'clock
but I do have great projicks settin ' here by the fire alone ! Great projicks ! '' `` Tell me some ! '' `` Well , I dunno 's I can , all of a piece , so to speak ; but when it gits along towards eight o'clock , an ' the room 's all simmerin ' , an ' the moon lays out on the snow , it does seem as if we made a pretty poor spec ' out o ' life . We do n't seem to have no color in it . Why , do n't you remember ` Solomon in all his glory ' ? I guess ' t would n't ha ' been put in jest that way if there wa 'n' t somethin' in it .