About six o'clock
The chill , gray time of day had come , the period of low vitality , and we shivered with the cold and with excitement . Nobody had much to say . We waited grimly for the time to pass . About six o'clock Yank arose , seized his long rifle and departed for the log cabin that had been designated as the jail . His lameness had prevented him from being appointed on one of the arresting committees , but he had no intention of being left out . A half hour later we followed him into town . It was a heavenly fall morning of the sort that only mountain California can produce .