ten o'clock
Good-night again , Louise . This is Saturday night , or Sunday morning , I am not sure which , as I have let my clock and watch both run down , for I have not had time to wind them ; but however late it is , I am going to write about all this remarkableness , to you , leather Louise , so I will never forget how it all really happened . And writing it may make me believe it is true , though now it all _ will _ seem a dream . I got up early on account of the quadratics and had a contest , that lasted until ten o'clock , between them and a very overburdened mind . I conquered , but at what cost ! But still , from the fight , one of the gratifications of my life came to me in the shape of the chance to help Belle . Mamie Sue has given up the study of algebra forever , and is going to take botany instead , but Belle is still having dreadful struggles .