seven o'clock
However , this ended the frolic of the evening , for Mrs. Pennypoker summarily seized upon the young explorer and ordered him to bed , while Wang Kum spread his clothes to dry before the fire . The other boys soon followed Grant 's example , and the older people with them ; so , after much wriggling and nestling about in the blankets , they at last dropped to sleep , and silence descended upon Camp Burnam . Camp life began in earnest the next day , and for the next two weeks the party enjoyed one perpetual picnic . The children were up and out by daybreak , ready for the long days of fun , and by seven o'clock the breakfast call had sounded to gather them around the long table . It was good to see Wang Kum , tin horn in hand , emerge from his improvised kitchen , and blow the deep blast which should summon his flock to the meal ; it was good to see Janey follow in his wake , armed with the great coffee-pot and a pile of light hoe-cakes , and then rush up and down behind the chairs , trying to serve them all at once , while she struggled in vain to repress an inclination to prance , and never failed to give a vigorous tweak to Wang Kum 's pigtail , as she passed him . The relation between the two servants was unique , and , at times , somewhat strained . Although Wang Kum , left to himself , would have been the most peaceable of mortals , Janey persisted in treating him as an embodied joke , and lost no opportunity to tease and torment him , until he came to regard her with a strange mingling of hatred and fear .