He then took up his bow and departed, but having learnt which way the
foresters must take at their return home, he repaired to the place where
he had left his merry men, and, consulting together, they resolved to
lie in ambush in the road. After a while they saw the foresters
approaching, shouting and singing, because they had brought off the
king's prize; but when Robin Hood and his men presented themselves in
battle array, their mirth was quickly changed into terror and amazement.
At first they made a show of resistance, but finding the number of their
adversaries to be more than treble their own, they threw down their arms
and begged for mercy. "You said I was no archer," cried Robin Hood; "now
say so again, and let him that chooses it fly for his life, and see if
my arrows can overtake him." "We beg for mercy," cried the foresters;
"lo! here is the prize that you won, and the wager of twenty crowns."
"Well," said Robin, "as you submit quietly, I will grant you your lives,
but you shall not escape without some reward for your deeds." He and his
men then stripped them of their clothes, leaving them no covering but
their trousers, and having cut off their hair and their ears, daubed
their faces with a mixture of yellow and red; afterwards they bound
their hands, and tied a large pair of antlers on each of their heads,
and in this most ridiculous state drove them back into the town,
telling them if they offered to return they should not escape with their
lives. As soon as they entered the streets the whole place was in an
uproar, and, what with the barking of a hundred dogs, the squalling of
women, and hooting of boys and men, there was such a hubbub as never
before had been known in the town of Nottingham.
CHAPTER III.
_Robin Hood and Little John. Being an Account of their
First Meeting, and how their Acquaintance
and Friendship began, with their Merry Reception in
Sherwood Bower._
When bold Robin Hood was about twenty years old he happened to meet with
a jolly stranger, whom he afterwards called Little John. This man,
though called little, was a lusty young blade; his limbs were large, and
his person seven feet high. Wherever he went people quaked at his name,
and he made all his enemies to fly before him. 'Twas thus their
acquaintance began:--
Robin and his men had built, in Sherwood Forest, a strong and secret
bower, so artfully contrived and hidden among the woods, that none but
themselves could ever find them out, and to which they retreated in
cases of need. Here Robin once continued fourteen days with his merry
bowmen, and then he said to them--"Tarry a while in this grove, my brave
men; we have had no sport for these many long days, therefore, I will
wander abroad a short way to seek some amusement. But do you be
attentive, and hear whenever I blow an alarm with my loud bugle horn,
for by this means I will let you know if I want your assistance."
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