eleven o'clock
They met at the post office -- Phineas had not visited the windmill shop since the day when he received the telegram notifying him of his son 's enlistment -- and some one of the group waiting for the mail had happened to speak of Charlie Phillips . `` He 's a nice obligin ' young chap , '' said the speaker , Captain Jeremiah Burgess . `` I like him fust-rate ; everybody does , I guess . '' Mr. Babbitt , standing apart from the group , his bristling chin beard moving as he chewed his eleven o'clock allowance of `` Sailor 's Sweetheart , '' turned and snarled over his shoulder . `` I do n't , '' he snapped . His tone was so sharp and his utterance so unexpected that Captain Jerry jumped . `` Land of Goshen !