noon
After several more tumbles , Hans Vanderbum reached his favorite log , and crawled out like a huge turtle to the further extremity . The exciting adventure which was before him occupied his thoughts so constantly that the mischievous propensities of his children never once entered his head , until the log suddenly snapped off at its trunk , and left him struggling in the water . Reaching the land with considerable difficulty after this second mishap , he concluded that Quanonshet and Madokawandock were still living , and had lately visited that neighborhood . By noon , he had collected a goodly quantity of fish , and fearful that if he delayed his return much longer , his wife would come in search of him , he proceeded some distance down the bank , and concealed himself beneath a large clump of bushes , continuing his piscatorial labors as heretofore . His precaution proved timely and prudent , for he had hardly ensconsed himself in his new position , when he caught a glimpse of Keewaygooshturkumkankangewock through the branches , and shrunk further out of sight . From his secure hiding-place , the valorous husband watched her proceedings . He saw her brow `` throned with thunder , '' as she strode hastily forward , the blank , dismayed expression , as she witnessed the destruction of his favorite perch , the anxious haste with which she examined the shore to discover whether he had emerged or not , the relief that lit up her countenance as she learned the truth , and , at length , the first expression , so boding and potent in its meaning , that he lay down on the ground and dare not look at her again .