about
noon
Janice slid down the ladder , found the little three-fingered weeder , and went to work upon the rich mould around the roots of the vines -- the sweet peas and morning glories that would soon be blooming in abundance . Before Aunt ` Mira and Marty were up , the pump was working in fine style . Uncle Jason had taken an abundance of water out to the cattle . Usually the drinking trough was filled but once a day , and that about noon . Now the poor horses and the neglected cow could have plenty of water . And so could the household . Aunt ` Mira need no longer give things `` a lick and a promise , '' as she so frequently expressed it .