three o'clock in the morning
How we laughed ! We all laughed together , as if trying to see which of us could laugh the loudest . Only Christian Ann looked serious , standing at the bottom of the stairs , nursing baby in her nightdress . It is three o'clock in the morning as I write , and I can hear our laughter still -- only it sounds like sobbing now . * * * * * JULY 22 . Have heard something to-day that has taken all the warmth of life out of me . It is about my father , whom the old doctor still attends .