about three o'clock in the afternoon
To fire the gun was out of the question , and so clubbing it , Tom ran at the hog and dealt him a blow on the head , hoping in that way to secure the game which he could not shoot . The blow fell upon the nose of the animal , however , and while it brought a squeal of pain from him , it produced no beneficial result . The hog ran rapidly away , and Tom was left with nothing better than a broken gun to carry back to the fortress . Arriving there about three o'clock in the afternoon he told the doleful story of his failure , and sitting down burst into tears . `` Come , come ! '' said Sam . `` This will never do , old fellow .