ten o'clock
Had I created these beings from imagination , I should also have judged them -- punished the bad and rewarded the good . But these people actually lived , moved , and had their being in the real world , and have now gone to render in their account to their Divine Creator and Judge . The case of Good _ versus _ Evil , comes on in another world , at another tribunal , and , no doubt , will be equitably adjudged . * * * * * As I fear my readers may be dying to know what farther became of our cheery set of travelers , I may , on some future occasion , gratify their laudable desire after knowledge ; only informing them at present that we did reach our destination at ten o'clock that night , in safety , although it was very dark when we passed down the dreaded Gibbet Hill and forded the dismal Bloody Run Swamp . That Aunt Peggy 's cap was not mashed by Uncle Clive 's hat , and that Miss Christine did not put her feet into Cousin Kitty 's bandbox , to the demolition of her bonnet ; but that both bonnet and cap survived to grace the heads of their respective proprietors . The only mishap that occurred , dear reader , befell your obsequious servitor , who went to bed with a sick headache , caused really by her acute sympathy with the misfortunes of the hero and heroine of our aunt 's story , but which Miss Christine grossly attributed to a hearty supper of oysters and soft crabs , eaten at twelve o'clock at night , which , of course , you and I know , had nothing at all to do with it . -LSB- Illustration -RSB- -LSB- Illustration -RSB- * * * * *