ten o'clock
Either trunk would have crushed the old camp like an eggshell ! The pine stub was splintered and split by its fall . There was barely the width of the camp between the two trunks , as they lay there prone and grim , in the drifted snow . The gale slackened shortly after sunrise and the storm cleared in part ; although snow still spit spitefully till as late as ten o'clock . `` What a Thanksgiving-day ! '' grumbled Halse . After a time we started for home , leaving the little bear shut up .