seven in the morning
Except that I obtained some reputation on board as a young man of property , which reputation I endeavored to maintain by treating everyone to drinks in the social hall , my inquiries led to no result . No one apparently knew , nor cared to know , of the revolution in Honduras , and passed it over as a joke . This hurt me , but lest they should grow suspicious , I did not continue my inquiries . THE CAFE SANTOS , SAGUA LA GRANDE , HONDURAS We sighted land at seven in the morning , and as the ship made in toward the shore I ran to the bow and stood alone peering over the rail . Before me lay the scene set for my coming adventures , and as the ship threaded the coral reefs , my excitement ran so high that my throat choked , and my eyes suddenly dimmed with tears . It seemed too good to be real . It seemed impossible that it could be true ; that at last I should be about to act the life I had so long only rehearsed and pretended .