about seven o'clock
`` Do n't laugh at the coffee , '' I told them , `` you may be old and weak yourselves some day . '' I made some flapjacks , too , and then we started . We did n't have to do much work because the ebb was running good and strong , and we just sat around the deck with our feet dangling over , and pushed her off with our scout staffs whenever she ran against the shores . She did n't keep head on , but that was no matter as long as she went , and pretty soon -LRB- I guess it must have been about seven o'clock -RRB- we went waltzing into Bridgeboro River . And then was when we made a crazy mistake . Just for a minute we forgot that the tide would be running down the river instead of up . If we had only remembered that , three or four of us could have gone ashore with a rope and tied her in the channel , which ran along the near shore .