Five o'clock
`` Somebody once mentioned Israel Putnam 's ascent of a hill , '' he said slowly . `` With all respect to history and a patriot , I wish to say Putnam never saw a hill ! '' `` Ooze for camp , '' called out Frank . Five o'clock found us round a bright fire , all casting ravenous eyes at a smoking supper . The smell of the Persian meat would have made a wolf of a vegetarian . I devoured four chops , and could not have been counted in the running . Jim opened a can of maple syrup which he had been saving for a grand occasion , and Frank went him one better with two cans of peaches .