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The Shooting Match at Nottingham Town

           ThenwhentheSheriffandhisdamehadsatdown,hebadehisheraldwinduponhissilverhorn;whothereuponsoundedthreeblaststhatcameechoingcheerilybackfromthegraywallsofNottingham.Thenthearcherssteppedforthtotheirplaces,whileallthefolksshoutedwithamightyvoice,eachmancallinguponhisfavoriteyeoman."RedCap!"criedsome;"Cruikshank!"criedothers;"HeyforWilliamo’Leslie!"shoutedothersyetagain;whileladieswavedsilkenscarfstourgeeachyeomantodohisbest.

           Thentheheraldstoodforthandloudlyproclaimedtherulesofthegameasfollows:

           "Shooteachmanfromyonmark,whichissevenscoreyardsandtenfromthetarget.Onearrowshootetheachmanfirst,andfromallthearchersshallthetenthatshooteththefairestshaftsbechosenfortoshootagain.Twoarrowsshootetheachmanoftheseten,thenshallthethreethatshootthefairestshaftsbechosenfortoshootagain.Threearrowsshootetheachmanofthosethree,andtohimthatshooteththefairestshaftsshalltheprizebegiven."

           ThentheSheriffleanedforward,lookingkeenlyamongthepressofarcherstofindwhetherRobinHoodwasamongthem;butnoonewastherecladinLincolngreen,suchaswaswornbyRobinandhisband."Nevertheless,"saidtheSherifftohimself,"hemaystillbethere,andImisshimamongthecrowdofothermen.Butletmeseewhenbuttenmenshoot,forIwothewillbeamongtheten,orIknowhimnot."

           Andnowthearchersshot,eachmaninturn,andthegoodfolkneversawsucharcheryaswasdonethatday.Sixarrowswerewithintheclout,fourwithintheblack,andonlytwosmotetheouterring;sothatwhenthelastarrowspedandstruckthetarget,allthepeopleshoutedaloud,foritwasnobleshooting.

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