four o'clock
In time we hope to teach our young men to roll down their shirt-sleeves in the summer , our girls to wear their hats , our horses to quit prancing in the shafts of the family buggy . In time bridge whist will wear itself out , in time our social life will resume its old estate , and the owners of the five dress-suits in town will return to their former distinction . In time caste lines set by the advent of the leisure class will be obliterated , and it will be no longer bad form for the dry-goods clerk to dance with the grocery clerk 's wife at the Charity Ball . But , come what may , we shall always know that there was a time in the social history of our town when we danced the two-step as they dance it in Tiffin , Ohio , and wore knee-breeches and plaid stockings , and quit work at four o'clock . Those were great days -- `` the glory that was Greece , the grandeur that was Rome . '' The Bolton Girl 's `` Position '' When she said she would like to `` accept a position '' with our paper , it was all over between us . After that we knew that she was at least highly improbable if not entirely impossible .