morning, about ten o'clock
I AM not much of a bargain-buyer , having had , like most housekeepers , sufficient experience on that subject to effect a pretty thorough cure of the disease , mild as it was in the beginning . As all diseases , whether bodily or mental , leave behind them a predisposition to return , I have , from time to time , been subjected to slight paroxisms of the old complaint . From the effects of my last rather mild attack , I am now recovering . I was passing along Walnut street , on my way to drop a letter in the Post Office , one morning , about ten o'clock , when the ringing of an auctioneer 's bell came suddenly on my ears . Lifting my eyes , I saw the flag of Thomas & Son displayed before me , and read the words , `` Auction this morning . '' Here was an `` exciting cause , '' as the doctors say , and , instantly I felt a movement of the old affection . Two or three ladies happened to be entering the store at the time , and the sudden inclination to follow them was so strong that I did not attempt its resistance .