The story hunter : $b or, Tales of the weird and wildSuffling, Ernest R. (Ernest Richard)
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The story hunter : $b or, Tales of the weird and wild
Suffling, Ernest R. (Ernest Richard)
Hypnotism -- Fiction; Short stories, English; Supernatural -- Fiction
They were not dressed as I had heard tell, alle in Lincolne greene,
although a few of the head menne among them dyd dress their lymbs in
that cloth, namely, Lytell John, George à Greene, Raynolde Greenleafe
and a lyttel man y’clept Muche who was sonne of a miller. Some sayd he
was y’clept Muche because he was so lyttel, but he was a jolly manne
withal and was foole or jester of ye party, and dyd keep them all in
goode humour lyke unto ye jester in ye Kyng hys court.
Another pretty manne was y’named Will Scadlocke, but as he dyd dress
hym in scarlet doublet, his comrades did name him Scarlett, from the
colour of hys dress. Many dyd weare buff leather jerkins and brown
hose, as it was ye tyme of winter when alle is browne and bare, but
quoth Robyn, “In the spring we do don our green raiment like to the
leaves of the forest, so that ye dere with their glittering eyen cannot
so readilie see us.”
Dere were not in plentye, but these bold foresters did make nomble pies
of their entrails, which they did salt in gret tubs during the summer.
It was a humble, but alsoe a toothesome dysh, when seasoned with sweete
herbes.
Robyn hys menne dyd attend to my two wounded menne, and dyd place them
on softe couches of bracken, which dyd lie hid in the caves. Me they
dyd lodge in a gret barne of wattle and clay, which dyd afford me good
shelter. Thys in ye summer was the resorte of cowherds, who dyd here
keep their store and eke slumber, driving in their cattel in stormy
weather.
In this shed or barne dyd stande much store of victuals for keepe of
ye robbers who dyd remain with their leader through the inclemency
of wintertyde. Floure and porke in barrels, pickled herryngs from
Yaremouthe; beanes, onions, and carrotes; beere and cyder in fayre
casks were in gret plentie, all of which store was sent in by ye
farmers for many myles around that Robyn might exempt their cattel,
menne, and goodes from hys seizure.
Robyn, goode man, dyd place alle my goodes and chattels in one of his
caves, that they might be safe from hys comrades, and that no manne
might take from them.
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