about three o'clock
Well , that cloud in our school elections is impersonated by Mrs. Delia Arbingle , and she usually arrives at the polls about three P.M. with a new ticket , twenty warlike followers , and several thousand assorted snorts of defiance . That 's when the storm breaks -- and it 's a whole lot bigger than a man 's hand by that time . Delia is a mighty plentiful woman physically , and when she gets her war paint on , she 's a regular cloudburst . As I say , about three o'clock or thereabouts , we suddenly wake up to the fact that we have a school election in our midst , and that unless we arise as true men and patriots , it will soon be at our throats . How do we find it out ? Our women folks tell us . You never saw such devoted women folks , or such determined ones , either .