Before retracing his steps, however, he allowed his gaze to range over the vast and beautiful prospect spread out beneath him, which is now hidden, from the traveller's view by the high walls of the General Cemetery, and can, consequently, only be commanded from the interior of that attractive place of burial,--and which, before it was intersected by canals and railroads, and portioned out into hippodromes, was exquisite indeed.
After feasting his eye upon this superb panorama, he was about to return, when he ascertained from a farmer that his nearest road to Willesden would be down a lane a little further on, to the right.
Following this direction, he opened a gate, and struck into one of the most beautiful green lanes imaginable; which, after various windings, conducted him into a more frequented road, and eventually brought him to the place he sought.

Glancing at the finger-post over the cage, which has been described as situated at the outskirts of the village, and seeing no directions to Dollis Hill, he made fresh inquiries as to where it lay, from an elderly man, who was standing with another countryman near the little prison.
"Whose house do you want, master ?" said the man, touching his hat.
"Mr.Wood's," was the reply.
"There is Dollis Hill," said the man, pointing to a well-wooded eminence about a mile distant, "and there," he added, indicating the roof of a house just visible above a grove of trees "is Mr.Wood's.

If you ride past the church, and mount the hill, you'll come to Neasdon and then you'll not have above half a mile to go." The young man thanked his informant, and was about to follow his instructions, when the other called after him---- "I say, master, did you ever hear tell of Mr.Wood's famous 'prentice ?" "What apprentice ?" asked the stranger, in surprise.
"Why, Jack Sheppard, the notorious house-breaker,--him as has robbed half Lunnun, to be sure.

You must know, Sir, when he was a lad, the day after he broke into his master's house in Wych Street, he picked a gentleman's pocket in our church, during sarvice time,--that he did, the heathen.

The gentleman catched him i' th' fact, and we shut him up for safety i' that pris'n.