about midnight
Not only that , but my peelers and I are riding Circle Dot horses , as well as reaching the wagon in time for breakfast and lining our flues with Lovell 's good chuck . It 's too good luck to last , I 'm afraid . `` I 'm not hankering for the dramatic in life , but we had a run last night that would curl your hair . Just about midnight a bunch of range cattle ran into us , and before you could say Jack Robinson , our dogies had vamoosed the ranch and were running in half a dozen different directions . We rounded them up the best we could in the dark , and then I took a couple of men and came back down the trail about twenty miles to catch any drift when day dawned . But you see there 's nothing like being lucky and having good neighbors , -- cattle caught , fresh horses , and a warm breakfast all waiting for you . I 'm such a lucky dog , it 's a wonder some one did n't steal me when I was little .