nine o'clock
We were to take two boats some miles up the river to a certain little island , where we proposed to land and erect a tent . Each fellow was to bring some contribution to the picnic , which we were to partake of with grand ceremony under the willows . Then we were to have some music , and generally take it easy . Afterwards we were to bathe , and then row some mile or two farther up to the woods , and have a squirrel hunt ; and towards evening , after a picnic tea , drift down with the stream in time for the nine o'clock bell . It seemed a perfect plan , and as we sat and discussed it our spirits rose , and we found ourselves already enjoying our picnic in prospect . But presently Growler came into the room , and as he was to be one of the party , we had to go over all the plans again to him . Well , it was too bad !