eleven o'clock
I tried every part where a pulse beats , and found none anywhere but in the left hip , where it beat with violence , but often intermitted . About ten o'clock in the forenoon he suffered a remarkable change ; his eye was rigid and his face and lips became discolored by a cadaverous pallor . Still , such was the effect of his previous habits , that no trace appeared of the cold sweat which naturally accompanies the last mortal agony . It was near eleven o'clock when the moment of dissolution approached . His sister was standing at the foot of the bed , his sister 's son at the head . I , for the purpose of still observing the fluctuations of the pulse in his hip , was kneeling at the bed-side ; and I called his servant to come and witness the death of his good master . Now began the last agony , if to him it could be called an agony , where there seemed to be no struggle .