six o'clock in the morning
And by their united efforts the stove was swung around in front of the little window , and the upper end of what was left of the pipe was twisted around and pointed outside , after one of the small window panes had been taken out . Around the pipe Mr. Portney fitted a square sheet of tin , obtained from an empty tomato can . Then the floor was cleared of snow and the fire started up afresh . The hurricane , or blizzard , lasted until six o'clock in the morning , and during that time nobody thought of going to sleep again . The cabin shook and rocked , and had it not been for the shelter of the cliff would have gone to pieces . The snow kept piling higher and higher until it threatened to cut off the smokepipe again . `` Perhaps we 'll have to swing the stove around to the front , '' said Foster Portney .