two o'clock in the morning
I appointed Bob Hale , who had some experience as a boatman , to the charge of the Splash , though , as a matter of prudence , I directed him to set only the jib and mainsail . The row-boats were towed alongside the scow . The sail fully answered all my expectations , and the old `` gundalow '' actually made about three knots an hour under her new rig . The students stretched themselves on the tents , and very likely some of them went to sleep , for it was now two o'clock in the morning , and most of them were tired out , and gaped fearfully . It was daylight when we ran into the little sheltered bay where we had landed the goods from the Splash . It was quite chilly in the morning air , and the fellows were glad of the exercise required to unload the scow and pitch the tents . But in a couple of hours the work was done , and the weary laborers were glad enough to stretch themselves on the beds of pine foliage in the tents .