Midnight
`` Remember , Midnight , '' he said , `` you must do your best to-day . It 's for the sake of the little lass , and she was getting hay for you . Do n't forget that . '' For the Sake of a Child Night had shut down over the land as Midnight , with her long , swinging strides , clipped through the lighted streets of the prosperous little railway town of Bradin , and drew up at old Doctor Leeds ' snug house . A fast express had just thundered shrieking by . A strong , cutting wind racing in from the Northeast was tearing through the sinuous telegraph wires with a buzzing sound , the weird prelude of a coming storm . The worthy doctor was at home , having only lately returned from a long drive into the country .