about midnight
Remember , this is the way it was told to me . Mr. Whatley had n't gone more than half a mile when he heard the wild and disappointed yells of the Salvation army . He put the buckskin on the back of his horse without mercy , urged on by the enraged shouts and yells of his infuriated pursuers . He reached town about midnight , and his pursuers disappeared . But what was he to do with Esau ? He drove around all over town trying to find the official who signed for the deceased . He went from house to house like a vegetable vender , seeking sadly for the party who would give him a $ 5,000 check for Esau .