ten o'clock
Eat de ham grease offen it does yo ' crave to , but ca 'm yo ' se ' f when yo ' gits to de hat part . '' The Wildcat reclined on a pile of hickory stove-wood and went to sleep . Sleeping was his long suit . At ten o'clock that night he woke up . `` Sho ' is late . Front do ' de barber shop be locked , but de back do ' ai n't . '' The Wildcat threaded the dark streets which led to Willie Webster 's barber shop .