18^4. And are. 19^3. in fair. #e.# 5^4. have they. 6^4. have they. 10^3. there’s: fair _wanting_. 11^4. in the. 12^1. thou old. 12^2. thou shalt. 14^3. death. 15^1. great _wanting_. 17^1. When. 17^4. They _wanting_: all _wanting_. 18^1. are they: great _wanting_. 18^2. come tell. 18^4. And are. 19^3. in fair. #f.# 5^4. have they. 6^4. have they. 7^4. they’re. 10^3. there’s: fair _wanting_. 11^4. in the. 12^1. thou old. 12^2. thou shalt. 14^3. death. 15^1. great _wanting_. 17^1. When. 17^4. They _wanting_: all _wanting_. 18^1. are they: great _wanting_. 18^2. come tell. 18^4. And are come. 19^3. in fair. APPENDIX ROBIN HOOD AND THE SHERIFF Kinloch MSS, V, 288, in Kinloch’s handwriting. 1 Robin Hood’s to Nottinghame gane, Wi a linkie down and a day, And there he met wi an auld woman, Coming weeping alang the highway. 2 ‘Weep ye for any of my gold, auld woman? Or weep ye for my fee? Or weep ye for any warld’s gear This day I can grant to thee?’ 3 ‘I weep not for your gold, kind sir, I weep not for your fee; But I weep for my three braw sons, This day condemned to die.’ 4 ‘O have they parishes burned?’ he said, ‘Or have they ministers slain? Or have they forced maidens against their will? Or wi other men’s wives hae they lain?’ 5 ‘They have not parishes burned, kind sir, They have not ministers slain; They neer forced a maid against her will, Nor wi no man’s wife hae they lain.’ 6 ‘O what hae they done then?’ quo Robin Hood, ‘I pray thee tell unto me:’ ‘O they killed the king’s fallow deer, And this day are condemned to die.’ 7 ‘O have you mind, old mother,’ he said, ‘Since you made my merry men to dine? And for to repay it back unto thee Is come in a very good time.’ 8 Sae Robin Hood’s to Nottinghame gane, With a linkie down and a day, And there he met an old beggar man, Coming creeping along the high way. 9 ‘What news, what news, old father?’ he said, ‘What news hast thou for me?’ ‘There’s three merry men,’ quo the poor auld man, ‘This day condemned to die.’ 10 ‘Will you change your apparel wi me, old father? Will you change your apparel for mine? And twenty broad shillings I’ll gie ye to the boot, To drink gude beer or wine.’ 11 ‘Thine is of the scarlet fine, And mine is baith ragged and torn; Sae never let a young supple youth Laugh a gude auld man to scorn.’ 12 ‘Change your apparel wi me, old churl, And quickly change it for mine, And thirty broad shillings I’ll gie to the boot, To drink gude beer or wine.’