4:11
I never stepped so high or felt so grand as I did the first time I marched out with the boys and went down the street in the back row of the band next to the drums , a member in good standing , and dodging every time I passed under a telephone wire to keep from scraping my cap off . I never expect to feel that grand again . But I have an ambition . If ever I should become so famous and successful that when I went back to Homeburg to visit my proud and happy parents and stepped off of the 4:11 train , I would find the Homeburg Marine Band there to meet me , I would know that I had made good , and I would be content . The only thing that encourages me in my ambition is that the band did n't come down to play when I went away . Do you know , Jim , it 's the funniest thing -- the fellows we played out-of-town in a blaze of glory never happened to be the chaps we came down to the train to meet afterward , somehow . But I imagine we were n't the only poor guessers in the world .