two o'clock
Then ma she fixed up my hare , and maid a masque for me , and sed I was a true-ter-life Parisien greassette . Soon as I got in the ball-room , every maskerline carackter got mashed on me , and warnted me for a partner . Every one I dansed with treeted me to ice creme and carrymels , and I guess , I ete supper bout seventeen times , in fact I ete so much , that a terrebel strane round my waste , warned that if I indulged my appytite eny more , a feerful catastrofy , was lierbel to take place . Bout two o'clock I begun to get tired , & warnted to go home , but my partner , wot was Mr. Gilley , drest in the costum wot he sent me down to Ike Israel 's on Chattam Strete , to hire for him , and wot the Jue sed , reprysented Tom Okiltree a Texas Briggand , promissed to get a carrage , and driv me home , if I 'd stay till three . I was ` greed , so I dansed three or four more sets with him , and ete sum more creme . Then he got a close carrage , & told the driver to drive orful slow , cos he was frade the moshun of the carrage 'd have a bad effect on my nerves . Soon as we got started he tuk me on his knee , & got to huggin me round the piller slips & sheets and kissin my left eer , and gettin otherwise fermillyer , so I seen the moment had cum for me to be myself , so I lifted up my masque .