about midnight
he asked . And when the dreamer had told his dream : `` It is strange , '' said the other , `` that last night I should have been forced , as it were , to get up and go to the old cottage by the wood . Over and over again I woke , plagued by an unaccountable impulse to visit those ruined walls . Struggle as I might against it , argue with myself as I would on its folly , it always returned ; and at last , about midnight , it conquered me , and I arose and went . '' Since a time long prior to the Raid of the Redeswire -- when on Caterfell the rallying cry , `` Jethart 's here , '' fell like sweetest music on the ears of a sore-pressed little band of armed Scots , fighting for their lives , and giving back sullenly before superior English strength -- the worst enemies of Jedburgh have never been able to taunt her with apathy , or with want of strenuousness . In the fighting of days long gone by , in questions social or political of more modern times , lack of zeal has not been one of her characteristics ; nor , perhaps , in past times have her inhabitants , or those resident in the district , been conspicuous for tolerance of the religious or political convictions of neighbours who might chance not to see eye to eye with them in such matters . The first half of the eighteenth century was a time more fully charged than most with questions which , on the Border as elsewhere , goaded men to fury .