about midnight
When I returned I started out to make some calls . The first place I went to I found a mother ; her eyes were red with weeping . I tried to find out what was troubling her , and she reluctantly opened her heart and told me all . She said : `` Last night my only boy came home about midnight , drunk . I did n't know that he was addicted to drunkenness , but this morning I found out that he had been drinking for weeks , and , '' she continued , `` I would rather have seen him laid in the grave than have have had him brought home in the condition I saw him in last night . '' I tried to comfort her as best I could when she told me her sad story . When I went away from that house I did n't want to go into any other house where there was family trouble .