fifteen minutes to seven o'clock
When I left it , it looked as it used to look when it was my pleasure to lie there and swing and read and reflect . To approach this spot it was not necessary to go through my grounds , for my bit of woods adjoined a considerable stretch of forest-land , and in my morning walks from the mill I often used a path through these woods . The next morning when I took this path I was late because I had unfortunately overslept myself . When I reached the hammock it wanted fifteen minutes to seven o'clock . It was too late for me to do anything , but I was glad to be able to stay there even for a few minutes , to breathe that air , to stand on that ground , to touch that hammock . I did more than that . Why should n't I ?