about one o'clock
He was just in that state of mind in which he could say , with feeling , `` Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof . '' Unhappily , his effort to raise money by this expedient failed . His application was received coldly , and in a way to mortify him exceedingly . Half desperate , and half despairing , Brainard started for his home about one o'clock , his usual hour for dining . What was he to do ? He turned his thoughts to the right and to the left , groping about like a man in the dark . But no light broke in upon his mental vision .