robin hood and the tinker

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Now it was to told before how two thousand pounds were set upon Robin Hood's head, and how the Sheriff of Nottingham swore that he himself would seize Robin for the reasons we know.

Now the Sheriff did not yet know what a force Robin had about him in Sherwood, but thought that he might serve a warrant for his arrest as he could upon any other man that had broken the laws; therefore he offered fourscore golden angels to anyone who would serve this warrant. Thus a fortnight passed, in which time none came forward to do the Sheriff's business.

Then one of his men said, "Good master, thou wottest not the force that Robin Hood has about him and how little he cares for warrant of king or sheriff. Truly, no one likes to go on this service, for fear of cracked crowns and broken bones."

"Then I hold all Nottingham men to be cowards," said the Sheriff, "If no man in Nottingham dare win fourscore angels, I will send elsewhere, for there should be men of mettle somewhere in this land."

Then he called up a messenger, and bade him saddle his horse and go to Lincoln Town to find anyone there that would do his bidding and win the reward. So that same morning the messenger started.

On the way, the messenger took rest at the Sign of the Blue Boar Inn. There he saw a party of right jovial fellows. There was a tinker, two barefoot friars, and a party of six of the King's foresters all clad in Lincoln green, and all of them were quaffing humming ale and singing merry ballads. Loud laughed the foresters, but loudest of all laughed the Tinker, and he sang more sweetly than any of the rest. His bag and his hammer hung upon a twig of the oak tree, and nearby leaned his good stout cudgel, as thick as his wrist and knotted at the end.

One of the foresters offered ale to the messenger which the latter accepted.

Then the messenger told them all about Robin how he had been outlawed and now had hidden in the greenwood and how the Sheriff had a mind to serve the King's warrant upon him. Then he told how none could be found in all Nottingham Town to serve this warrant, and how he was now upon his way to Lincoln Town to find of what mettle the Lincoln men might be.

"Now come I, forsooth, from good Banbury Town," said the jolly Tinker, "and no one nigh Nottingham-nor Sherwood either, an that be the mark-can hold cudgel with my grip. This same Robin Hood, of whom, I wot, I never heard before, is a right merry blade, but gin he be strong, am not I stronger?

I will so bruise, beat, and bemaul his pate that he shall never move finger or toe again!

"Now art thou the man for my farthing, cried the messenger. "And back thou goest with me to Nottingham Town and our good Sheriff hath offered fourscore angels of bright

gold to whosoever shall serve the warrant upon Robin Hood." "Then I will go with thee, lad. Do but wait till I get my bag and hammer, and my cudgel. Ay, let me but meet this same Robin Hood, and let me see whether he will not mind the King's warrant." So, the messenger, with the Tinker striding beside his nag, started back to Nottingham again.

One bright moming soon after this time, Robin Hood started off to Nottingham Town to find what was a-doing there, walking merrily along the roadside. His bugle horn hung at his hip and his bow and arrows at his back, while in his hand he bore a good stout oaken staff, which he twirled with his fingers as he strolled along.

As thus he walked down a shady lane he saw a tinker coming, trolling a merry song as he drew nigh. On his back hung his bag and his hammer, and in his hand he carried a right stout crabstaff full six feet long.

Then quoth the Tinker, stopping in his singing. "Halloa, shine own self, whether thou be good friend or no. But let me tell thee,

thou stout fellow, gin thou be a good friend it

were well for us both; but gin thou be no

good friend it were ill for thee." "And whence comest thou, my lusty blade?"

quoth Robin. "I come from Banbury," answered the Tinker.

"Alas!" quoth Robin, "I hear there is sad news this merry morn. Thus it is: I hear that two tinkers are in the stocks for drinking ale and beer!"

The Tinker flew into a rage when he heard this, but he mollified when Robin invited him to have with him ale and beer at the Sign of the Blue Boar.

The Tinker accepted the offer. Then the Tinker told Robin that he had got warrant that he wanted to serve on Robin Hood. Robin said that he knew the outlaw. Then the Tinker asked "But what manner of man is he, lad?

"Much like myself," said Robin, laughing, "and in height and build and age nigh the same, and he hath blue eyes, too."

Then said the Tinker, If thou knowest him, my jolly blade, wilt thou go with me and bring

me to him? Fourscore bright angels hath the Sheriff promised me if I serve the warrant upon the knave's body, and ten of them will I give to thee if thou showest me him."

"Ay, that will I," quoth Robin, "but show me thy warrant."

"That will I not do, even to mine own brother," answered the Tinker.

"So be it," quoth Robin. But here we are at the Sign of the Blue Boar, so let us in and taste his brown October."

No sweeter inn could be found in all Nottinghamshire than that of the Blue Boar. Well known was the inn to Robin Hood and his band, for there had he and such merry companions as Little John or Will Stutely or young David of Doncaster often gathered when all the forest was filled with snow. The host was a very sensible man. He knew Robin and his men well. But now he feigned as if he didn't know him.

"Bide thou here," quoth Robin to the Tinker, "while I go and see that mine host draweth ale from the right butt, for he hath good October,

I know, and that brewed by Withold of Tamworth." So saying, he went within and whispered to the host to add a measure of Flemish strong waters to the good English ale; which the latter did and brought it to them.

The Tinker praised the ale.

"Drink, man, drink," cried Robin, only wetting his own lips meanwhile. "Ho, landlord! Bring my friend another pot of the same. And now for a song, my jolly blade."

"Ay, that will I give thee a song, my lovely

fellow." quoth the Tinker, "for I never tasted

such ale in all my days before."

Then he sang an ancient ballad, until at last

he fell asleep. Then Robin Hood laughed aloud and quickly took the warrant from out the Tinker's pouch

with his deft fingers.

Then he called the host to him and said, "Here, good man, are ten broad shillings for the entertainment thou hast given us this day.

When he got up, he found his companion as well as warrant and money gone. He wasflabbergasted when he learnt that his companion was Robin Hood himself. He wanted to punish him for not telling him about Robin, but spared him.

Then the Tinker got up to go and punish Robin. Then quoth the landlord, "thou goest not

till thou hast paid me my score." "But did not he pay thee?"

"Not so much as one farthing; and ten good shillings' worth of ale have ye drunk this day. Nay, I say, thou goest not away without paying me, else shall our good Sheriff know of it."

Now, pay me that thou owest me in broad money, or else leave thy coat and bag and hammer; yet, I wot they are not worth ten shillings, and I shall lose thereby. Nay, an thou stirrest, I have a great dog within and I will loose him upon thee.

"Nay," quoth the Tinker-"take thou what thou wilt have, and let me depart in peace."

Now it happened about this time that Robin. Hood was going through the forest. As thus he walked up a forest path, whistling, down

another path came the Tinker like an angry bull; and so, at a sudden bend, they met sharply face to face. Each stood still for a time, and then Robin spoke:

"Halloa, my sweet bird," said he, laughing merrily, "how likest thou thine ale? Wilt not sing to me another song?"

The Tinker said nothing at first but stood looking at Robin with a grim face. Then the Tinker spat upon his hands and, grasping his staff, came straight at the other. Robin warded two of the strokes, but at the third, his staff broke beneath the mighty blows of the Tinker.

"Now yield thee," quoth the Tinker, "for thou art my captive; and if thou do not, I will beat thy pate to a pudding."

To this Robin Hood made no answer, but, clapping his horn to his lips, he blew three blasts, loud and clear.

"Ay," quoth the Tinker, "blow thou mayest, but go thou must with me to Nottingham Town, for the Sheriff would fain see thee there. Now wilt thou yield thee, or shall I have to break thy pretty head?"

Then from out the forest leaped Little John and six stout yeomen clad in Lincoln green.

Robin told them not to harm the Tinker Rather he invited the Tinker to join them as a member of the brigand and live in the forest with them. The Tinker accepted the offer.

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