midnight
`` To Farmer Jackson , '' said Farmer King . `` He broke his leg a fortnight ago , and they say mortification is setting in and he ca n't live . Poor Farmer Jackson ! Here are we all on a rollick , so to speak , a midnight picnic in summer , and all our hearts as light as froth , and the farmer lying on the flat of his back and like to pass away before morning . '' Pauline felt uncomfortable . She turned her head away . She did not wish to think of the sober events of life at that moment .