seven o'clock
-LSB- 1 -RSB- But to my story . Excepting at dinner time I and my brothers and sisters saw my father very little during the day . He was , perhaps , busily engaged at his ordinary occupation . After supper , which , according to the old custom was served up at seven o'clock , we all went with my mother into my father 's work-room , and seated ourselves at the round table . My father smoked tobacco and drank a large glass of beer . Often he told us a number of wonderful stories , and grew so warm over them that his pipe continually went out . I had to light it again , with burning paper , which I thought great sport .