noon
A man should not so insist on what is `` his . '' It is comical ; a wanderer laughs at any one who can be so comical . I remember one who could not give up that `` his . '' He started to lay a fire in his stove at noon , and by evening he got it to burn at last . He could n't leave the comfortable warmth to go to bed , but sat there till other people got up , lest it should be wasted . A Norwegian writer of stage plays , it was . I have wandered about a good deal in my time , and am grown foolish now , and out of bloom .