midnight
Well , the friend came and delivered his message . `` May be I am doing more hurt than good , '' I said ; `` may be I 'm mistaken , and God has n't shown me the right way . '' That was the time I was sleeping and living in the Young Men 's Christian Association rooms , where I was then President , Secretary , janitor , and everything else . Well one night , after midnight I heard a knock at the door . And there on the step leading into the street stood this stranger I had made so mad at the lamp-post , and said he wanted to talk to me about his soul 's salvation . He said : `` Do you remember the man you met about three months ago at the lamp-post , and how he cursed you ? I have had no peace since that night ; I could n't sleep .