ten o'clock
`` Spare your tears , Jane ; the prettiest whistle that ever grew never made a real man . Mr. Chalmers will have to shine in another direction before I am convinced . Now get Zura and clear out , and do n't you dare to take more than one basket of gingerbread Johnnies to the orphans . '' * * * * * When Mr. Tom Chalmers walked in at ten o'clock he barely concealed his regret at there being only an elderly hostess to receive him . The garden where I conducted my visitor , might have added joy to its symbol of peace on this perfect day of early spring . In each flower , in every leaf a glad spirit seemed to dwell . The feathered tribe that made its home among the branches madly rejoiced in a melody of song and twitterings .