five o'clock
When I awoke , I jumped out of bed and stepped into some snow that had sifted in through the cracks and formed a little drift over my leather breeches , which were frozen hard as a board . I shook the snow off them , and , grabbing up my clothes , ran downstairs , pulled the ashes off the coals , and fanned them till they were bright , and built a good fire in the fireplace . I warmed my leather breeches over the fire till they were softened so that I could get into them . It was a little after five o'clock . The snowstorm was over , and the moon was shining bright . Mother came in and said , `` Well , Benny , you 've built me a nice fire , and I hope you 'll have a good time . '' She hung a pot with some hasty pudding in it over the fire , warmed it up , and fried some pork in the skillet .