6 o'clock
I reckon the first passenger agent in the world was that man Genesis . But there was n't much competition in his day , and when he said : ` The Lord made the earth in six days , and all very good , ' he had n't any idea to what extent the press agents of the summer hotels would plagiarize from him later on . `` When we finished the booklets we perceived , easy , that the United States from Passadumkeg , Maine , to El Paso , and from Skagway to Key West was a paradise of glorious mountain peaks , crystal lakes , new laid eggs , golf , girls , garages , cooling breezes , straw rides , open plumbing and tennis ; and all within two hours ' ride . `` So me and Andy dumps the books out the back window and packs our trunk and takes the 6 o'clock Tortoise Flyer for Crow Knob , a kind of a dernier resort in the mountains on the line of Tennessee and North Carolina . -LSB- Illustration : `` Dumps the books out of the back window . '' -RSB- `` We was directed to a kind of private hotel called Woodchuck Inn , and thither me and Andy bent and almost broke our footsteps over the rocks and stumps . The Inn set back from the road in a big grove of trees , and it looked fine with its broad porches and a lot of women in white dresses rocking in the shade .