half past eleven
`` My young lad , you will be provided for by law , and do n't fail to be ready by ten o'clock , '' said the official , sternly , as he left the room . In a few hours after , the body of the widow O'Clery was deposited in a rough , unplaned pine coffin , and placed on board a two-horse , open sleigh . The four orphans were stowed around in the same vehicle , and , in care of a constable , the _ cortege _ drove off at full speed to the cemetery . By half past eleven , the remains of the widow were consigned to their kindred earth , the few lumps of hard frozen clay on the surface her only monument -- the sobs , sighs , and prayers of her own dear children the only requiem uttered over her lowly and soon-to-be-forgotten tomb . `` Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord from henceforth now , saith the Spirit , that they may rest from their labors . '' -LRB- Apoc . xiv .