42 Seventy Years a Master. 



who resided at Biggleswade, was once called 

 out near midnight, to attend a patient lying 

 seriously ill at Sandy. The doctor was one of 

 the right sort, beloved by all classes, and 

 ready at any time to go anywhere that duty 

 called him. He turned out without delay, but 

 on the road, near Beeston, '' Shock Oliver " 

 stopped him. There was no fear about Doctor 

 McGrath. He recognised the famous high- 

 wayman, told him frankly and simply that he 

 had absolutely nothing of value about him, and 

 further, that the interruption was dangerously 

 delaying him, for he was on an errand of life 

 or death. 



*as that so?" said ''Shock Oliver," 

 pocketing his pistol. ''Then I would be the 

 last to delay ye. But a little farther along 

 this road you will probably be stopped by 

 two others. Give 'em my name, sir, and I'll 

 guarantee that they'll pass you." 



The doctor met the others, near Girtford 

 Bridge, and was stopped by them, as " Shock 

 Oliver " had said. But the guarantee of safety 

 held good, and he was in no way molested. 



