about eight o'clock in the evening
Well , it happened that the family with whom my cousin was stopping consisted of father and mother and one son about ten years old . The boy , whose name was Mike , was a regular limb . Always in mischief and -- '' `` As I was saying , '' broke in Tom at this juncture , `` when I was about to leave the hospital , a man in the upper ward concluded to depart this world for a better one . It happened about eight o'clock in the evening , and , as was usual in such cases , the nurse on watch was supposed to get several convalescent patients and a stretcher and carry the body down to a little wooden house a hundred yards from the main building . The nurse , with whom I was on friendly terms , had an important case to attend to just then and he asked me if I would n't take charge of the stretcher party . Well , we started down the yard , I leading the way with a lantern , and we finally reached the little house . We entered and -- '' `` Some people think they are the only story tellers in the group , '' remarked `` Bill '' with mild sarcasm at that interesting point .