About ten o'clock at night
All the green was now gone , and it was tinted red and yellow and brown . The skies were a mellow blue , and there was a slight haze over the forest , but the air had the wonderful crispness and freshness of the American autumn . It inspired every one of the five with fresh zeal and energy , because they believed the first blow was about to be struck . About ten o'clock at night they approached Oghwaga , and the reports of its importance were confirmed . They had not before seen an Indian village with so many signs of permanence . They passed two or three orchards of apple and peach trees , and they saw other indications of cultivation like that of the white farmer . `` It ai n't a bad-lookin ' town , '' said Long Jim Hart .