midnight
May be , Honey , with good nussing I shall make out fur tu stand it . ` Tween you and me , there 's nuthin like good nussin , after the bones is all set proper . '' His wise young nurse did not think it worth while to remind the invalid that not one of his bones had been broken , but she assiduously set herself to work to meet his accumulating wants . With liniments and bandages , and cooling drinks , and consoling words , she stood patiently over him , until near the midnight hour , he fell asleep . Shading the lamp , so that scarcely a ray of light was visible , Little Wolf curled in behind the window curtain , where she could peep through the crevices of the blinds out on the distant stars and ever shifting clouds , which in the solitude of the night , speak so eloquently to the human heart . Calm and cold was the still hour . The warm , thawing winds had ceased to blow , the eaves had ceased their droppings and were beautifully fringed with icicles .