midnight
We got to have a rock for the coat of arms and mournful inscriptions , and we can kill two birds with that same rock . There 's a gaudy big grindstone down at the mill , and we 'll smouch it , and carve the things on it , and file out the pens and the saw on it , too . '' It war n't no slouch of an idea ; and it war n't no slouch of a grindstone nuther ; but we allowed we 'd tackle it . It war n't quite midnight yet , so we cleared out for the mill , leaving Jim at work . We smouched the grindstone , and set out to roll her home , but it was a most nation tough job . Sometimes , do what we could , we could n't keep her from falling over , and she come mighty near mashing us every time . Tom said she was going to get one of us , sure , before we got through .