ow Hill, and told those who were
assembled on Holborn Hill that Sheppard had left the prison.

Between the two officers, with their arms linked in his, Jack Sheppard
was conducted to the cart. He looked around, and as he heard that
deafening shout,--as he felt the influence of those thousand eyes fixed
upon him,--as he listened to the cheers, all his misgivings--if he had
any--vanished, and he felt more as if he were marching to a triumph,
than proceeding to a shameful death.

Jack had no sooner taken his place in the cart, than he was followed by
the ordinary, who seated himself beside him, and, opening the book of
prayer, began to read aloud. Excited by the scene, Jack, however, could
pay little attention to the good man's discourse, and was lost in a
whirl of tumultuous emotions.

The calvacade was now put slowly in motion. The horse-soldiers wheeled
round and cleared a path: the foot closed in upon the cart. Then came
the javelin-men, walking four abreast, and lastly, a long line of
constables, marching in the same order.

The procession had just got into line of march, when a dreadful groan,
mixed with yells, hootings, and execrations, was heard. This was
occasioned by Jonathan Wild, who was seen to mount his horse and join
the train. Jonathan, however, paid no sort of attention to this
demonstration of hatred. He had buckled on his hanger, and had two brace
of pistols in his belt, as well as others in this holsters.

By this time, the procession had reached the west end of the wall of St.
Sepulchre's church, where, in compliance with an old custom, it halted.
By the will of Mr. Robert Dow, merchant tailor, it was appointed that
the sexton of St. Sepulchre's should pronounce a solemn exhortation upon
every criminal on his way to Tyburn, for which office he was to receive
a small stipend. As soon as the cavalcade stopped, the sexton advanced,
and, ringing a handbell, pronounced the following admonition.

"_All good people pray heartily unto God for this poor sinner, who is
now going to take his death, for whom this great bell doth toll_.

"_You who are condemned to die, repent with lamentable tears. Ask mercy
of the Lord for the salvation of your own soul, through the merits of
the death and passion of Jesus Christ, who now sits at the right hand of
God, to make intercession for you, if you penitently return to him. The
Lord have mercy upon you_!"

This ceremony concluded, the calvacade was again put in moti