nearly two in the morning
He remembered back to his poker games with Jack Kearns , and laughed aloud . He had played for thousands in those days on the turn of a card ; but now he was playing for millions . And on the eighteenth , when that dividend was declared , he chuckled at the confusion that would inevitably descend upon the men with the sharpened shears waiting to trim him -- him , Burning Daylight . Back at his hotel , though nearly two in the morning , he found the reporters waiting to interview him . Next morning there were more . And thus , with blare of paper trumpet , was he received by New York . Once more , with beating of toms-toms and wild hullaballoo , his picturesque figure strode across the printed sheet .