twelve o’clock
His name should have led him not to set an example , but to follow one . ' * * * * * Elsie came . Perhaps you thought that this was going to be an exciting story , and that something would happen to keep her at the Tacitas ranch ; but nothing did . Everything came to pass exactly as it was arranged , and Jack met his mother and sister at twelve o'clock some four miles from the camp , and escorted them to the gates . -LSB- Picture : Elsie came -RSB- ` Welcome ' had been painted on twenty different boards or bits of white cloth and paper , and nailed here and there on the trees that lined the rough wood-road ; the strains of an orchestra , formed of a guitar , banjo , castanets , Chinese fiddle , and tin cans , greeted them from a distance , but were properly allowed to die away in silence when the guest neared the tents . Everything wore a new and smiling face , and Elsie never came more dangerously near being squeezed to death . Elsie , in the prettiest of gingham dresses , and her cloud of golden hair braided in two funny little pugs to keep it out of the dust ; Elsie , with a wide hat that shaded her face , already a little tanned and burned , no longer colourless ; Elsie , with no lines of pain in her pretty forehead , and the hollow ring gone from her voice ; Elsie , who jumped over the wheel of the wagon , and hugged her huggers with the strength of a young bear !