Three o'clock
And my uncle and me was getting ready because we was goin ' to drive to Blue Lake that night , pitch the camp , and fish while it was quiet . So we had to grease the wagon and do a lot of things . And grandpa was to bring Mitch . Three o'clock looked like it never would come . But at last about three I saw the white horses on the far hill , and then I saw them pulling hard and slow up the near hill and I could see grandpa now but could n't see Mitch ; and I watched and looked . Then I thought he was hid under the seat ; or had dropped off to walk and come in later and fool me . Grandpa drove in the lot .