nine o'clock
`` Every Sunday mornin ' Jane gets up , and she and Jim goes out and milks fifteen cows apiece , and then Jim drives them off to pasture and comes back and harnesses up and carries the milk three miles to a cheese factory , and comes back and does the other out-door chores . `` And Jane gets breakfast , and gets up the three little children , and washes 'em and dresses 'em , and feeds the little ones to the table . And after breakfast she does up all her work , washes her dishes and the immense milk-cans , sweeps , cleans lamps and stoves , makes beds , etcetry , and feeds the chickens , and ducks , and turkeys . And by that time it is nine o'clock . Then she hurries round and washes and combs the three children , curls the hair of the twin girls , and then gets herself into her best clothes , and by that time she is so beat out that she is ready to drop down . `` But she do n't ; she lifts the children into the democrat , climbs her own weary form in after 'em , and takes the youngest one in her lap . And Jim , havin ' by this time got through with his work and toiled into his best suit , they drive off , a colt follerin ' 'em , and Jim havin ' to get out more 'n a dozen times to head it right , and makin ' Jane wild with anxiety , for it is a likely colt .