about ten o'clock
He got breakfast after a fashion , mixing sour and sweet milk as an experiment , and though he did n't eat much himself , we did not think he was going to be sick . But after walking a short distance he declared he could go no farther , and climbed into the cabin and rolled upon the bed . Ollie and I ploughed along with the sand still streaming , like long flaxen hair , off the wagon-wheels as they turned . In a little valley about ten o'clock Ollie shot his first grouse . We saw more antelope , and met a man with his wife and six children and five dogs and two cows and twelve chickens going east . He said he was tired of Nebraska , and was on his way to Illinois . At noon we stopped at Merriman , another railroad station .