midnight
` Why , ' says I , ` carry into th ' new year th ' hathreds iv th ' old ? ' I says . ` Let th ' dead past bury its dead , ' says I. ` Tur-rn ye'er lamps up to th ' blue sky , ' I says . -LRB- It was rainin ' like th ' divvle , an ' th ' hour was midnight ; but I give no heed to that , bein ' comfortable with th ' hot wans . -RRB- An ' I wint to th ' dure , an ' , whin Mike Duffy come by on number wan hundherd an ' five , ringin ' th ' gong iv th ' ca-ar , I hollered to him : ` Ring out th ' old , ring in th ' new . ' ` Go back into ye'er stall , ' he says , ` an ' wring ye'ersilf out , ' he says . ` Ye'er wet through , ' he says .