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 motion.
Slowly descending Snow Hill, the train passed on its way, attended by the same stunning vociferations, cheers, yells, and outcries, which had accompanied it on starting from Newgate.

The guards had great difficulty in preserving a clear passage without resorting to severe measures, for the tide, which poured upon them behind, around, in front, and at all sides, was almost irresistible.