morning, noon
From a life where every sense was gratified , he came to a life where every privation was endured . He had led the fashion ; he came where he had to bear without a word the curses , oaths , and insults of a corporal or a sous-lieutenant . He had been used to every delicacy and delight ; he came where he had to take the coarse black bread of the army as a rich repast . He had thought it too much trouble to murmur flatteries in great ladies ' ears ; he came where morning , noon , and night the inexorable demands of rigid rules compelled his incessant obedience , vigilance , activity , and self-denial . He had known nothing from his childhood up except an atmosphere of amusement , refinement , brilliancy , and idleness ; he came where gnawing hunger , brutalized jest , ceaseless toil , coarse obscenity , agonized pain , and pandemonaic mirth alternately filled the measure of the days . A sharper contrast , a darker ordeal , rarely tried the steel of any man 's endurance . No Spartan could have borne the change more mutely , more staunchly than did the `` dandy of the Household . ''