half after seven
But you must forgive a people whose lives have been spent in a fierce struggle for their homes , whose families have nearly all lost some member by massacre , who are separated by hundreds of miles of wilderness from you . '' He looked at me speechless , and turned and walked into the house . I thought I had sinned past forgiveness , and I was beyond description uncomfortable , for he had been like a parent to me . But the next morning , at half after seven , he walked into the little office and laid down some gold pieces on my table . Gold was very scarce in those days . `` They are for your journey , David , '' said he . `` My only comfort in your going back is that you may grow up to put some temperance into their wild heads .