There was a lot of tired arms and ringing ears in that gang—say, we could hardly talk above a whisper.
Yet, with true American grit, we were determined to keep the ball rolling until we dropped dead or they gave in.
I think it must have been near the end of the third watch that I saw a head with a nightcap on it stuck out of a second-story window.
Immediately we all quit pounding and waited to hear the glad summons.
And this is what old Squire Joskins said:
"Don't stop if you're havin' a good time, boys. You ain't disturbin' nobody. The young folks that was married here this evenin' are both deaf and dumb."
Then the window was lowered and deep silence immediately began to reign.
We went home.
If any one tells you we are losing our fine sense of humor, don't you believe it.