two o'clock
The tin drinking pots which , with knives , forks , and spoons , were carried in the canteens , were filled with beer and , with much laughing and fun , each man sat down on the grass , or scattered rocks , to eat his breakfast . Many of the villagers had come down ; and these brought , for the most part , little presents : a few apples , a little fresh cheese , or a bunch of grapes . It was a merry meal , and the boys agreed that it was the jolliest picnic that they had ever been at . At two o'clock the bugle sounded . The cooking things were packed up and placed in the cart again ; the blankets and haversacks slung on , and the rifles shouldered and , with many a good wish from the peasants , they marched forward again . Eight miles further marching brought them to the end of their day 's journey , the village of Destord . It was a tiny place , with scarcely over a half-dozen houses .