noon
Sam 's duty was to prevent straggling , and pick up stray articles or baggage . On the day of which I write the three friends had travelled far , and were very sleepy . It was near midnight when they came to a steep and broken part of the road , which ran alongside of the foaming river already mentioned , and , turning at a sharp angle , crossed it by means of a rude wooden bridge . Notwithstanding the lateness of the hour , the sky was almost as bright as at noon . `` Mind yourself here , '' shouted Fred , looking back at Grant , who was almost asleep . `` Hallo ! oh , all right ! ''