midnight
Not that I 'm superstitious , but there sure is something queer about _ this _ ! I do n't like it for a cent ! '' The boy ranchers and the Zuni Indian rode on , mounting higher and higher along the mountain trail , heading for the summit . And when they reached it , and Bud , by a glance at his watch , announced that it was midnight , he followed with the suggestion that they camp there for the remainder of the night . `` We can make the rest of the trip in a couple of hours , for it 's down hill , '' he said . `` Camp suits me , '' murmured Nort , and soon , after a bite to eat , they rolled themselves in their blankets , having tied the ponies to scrub bushes , and went to sleep . The riding of the boys , coupled with the pure air they had breathed , brought them slumber almost at once , and even Buck Tooth , alert as he usually was , neither saw nor heard anything of the sinister visitor who came softly upon the sleeping ones during the night hours .