ten o'clock
It is always good to be loyal and ready to endure to the end . It is but an hour and a quarter that the train usually takes to pass from Munich to the Wurm-See or Lake of Starnberg ; but this morning the journey was much slower , because the way was encumbered by snow . When it did reach Possenhofen and stop , and the Nürnberg stove was lifted out once more , August could see through the fret-work of the brass door , as the stove stood upright facing the lake , that this Wurm-See was a calm and noble piece of water , of great width , with low wooded banks and distant mountains , a peaceful , serene place , full of rest . It was now near ten o'clock . The sun had come forth ; there was a clear gray sky hereabouts ; the snow was not falling , though it lay white and smooth everywhere , down to the edge of the water , which before long would itself be ice . Before he had time to get more than a glimpse of the green gliding surface , the stove was again lifted up and placed on a large boat that was in waiting , -- one of those very long and huge boats which the women in these parts use as laundries , and the men as timber-rafts . The stove , with much labor and much expenditure of time and care , was hoisted into this , and August would have grown sick and giddy with the heaving and falling if his big brothers had not long used him to such tossing about , so that he was as much at ease head , as feet , downward .