five o'clock in the morning
Ou , a mere passin ' fancy 's ye micht say . '' When an election-day comes round now , it takes me back to the time of 1832 . I would be eight or ten year old at that time . James Strachan was at the door by five o'clock in the morning in his Sabbath clothes , by arrangement . We was to go up to the hill to see them building the bonfire . Moreover , there was word that Mr. Scrimgour was to be there tossing pennies , just like at a marriage . I was awakened before that by my mother at the pans and bowls .