eleven o'clock
It sometimes rose in a turgid flood , but more often it sank and delivered up its ghost to such an extent that a man could have held it in his hat . Nevertheless some greenery flourished on its banks . When Van at last could oversee the vast , unpeopled lands of the Piute Indian reservation , near the boundary of which his salted claim had been staked , he had only a mile or so to ride , and all the way down hill . He came to the property by eleven o'clock of the morning . He looked about reflectively . The rough board cabin and the rougher shaft-house were scarcely worth knocking down for lumber . There , on the big , barren dike , were several tunnels and prospects , in addition to the shaft , all `` workings '' that Briggs had opened up in his labors on the ledge .