ten o'clock
And he yearned , too , to let the world see what a marvelous dog was his . He hurried through the morning chores , then dressed himself in his shabby best and hitched his horse to the antiquated Concord buggy -- a vehicle he had been washing for the state occasion almost as vehemently as he had scrubbed Chum . After a gobbled breakfast , Ferris mounted to the seat of the aged buggy , signaled Chum to leap to the battered cushion at his side and set off for Craigswold . Long before ten o'clock his horse was safely stabled at the Craigswold livery , and Ferris was leading Chum proudly through the wicket gate leading into the country-club grounds . All happened as the postmaster had foretold . The clerk at the wicket asked him his name , fumbled through a ledger and a pile of envelopes and presently handed Ferris a numbered tag . `` Sixty-five , '' read the clerk for Link 's benefit .