about 3 in the morning
Why , I had more trouble than a manager with nine stars and one good dressing room . And I had to leave Estelle , my maid , here at that . I tried to get a stateroom , but nothing doing , so me for a berth with the common herd . Train going along fine , about 3 in the morning me pounding my fair young ear in lower six , when all of a sudden . Biff ! Mr. Engine slaps a cow in the back and the whole works deserts the track and the caboose I 'm in slides over the bank , turns over on her side and dies , lower six at the bottom . I get handed the following -- one suitcase , two pairs of shoes and a fat hardware salesman from upper five .