a time and for such a prize。 And never was such a company of yeomen as were gathered at Nottingham Town that day； for the very best archers of merry England had come to this shooting match。 There was Gill o' the Red Cap； the Sheriff's own head archer； and Diccon Cruikshank of Lincoln Town； and Adam o' the Dell； a man of Tamworth； of threescore years and more； yet hale and lusty still； who in his time had shot in the famous match at Woodstock； and had there beaten that renowned archer； Clym o' the Clough。 And many more famous men of the longbow were there； whose names have been handed down to us in goodly ballads of the olden time。
But now all the benches were filled with guests； lord and lady； burgher and dame； when at last the Sheriff himself came with his lady； he riding with stately mien upon his milk…white horse and she upon her brown filly。 Upon his head he wore a purple velvet cap； and purple velvet was his robe； all trimmed about with rich ermine； his jerkin and hose were of sea…green silk； and his shoes of black velvet； the pointed toes fastened to his garters with golden chains。 A golden chain hung about his neck； and at his collar was a great carbuncle set in red gold。 His lady was dressed in blue velvet； all trimmed with swan's down。 So they made a gallant sight as they rode along side by side； and all the people shouted from where they crowded across the space from the gentlefolk； so the Sheriff and his lady came to their place； where men…at…arms； with hauberk and spear； stood about； waiting for them。
Then when the Sheriff and his dame had sat down； he bade his herald wind upon his silver horn； who thereupon sounded three blasts that came echoing cheerily back from the gray walls of Nottingham。 Then the archers stepped forth to their places； while all the folks shouted with a mighty voice； each man calling upon his favorite yeoman。 〃Red Cap！〃 cried some； 〃Cruikshank！〃 cried others； 〃Hey for William o' Leslie！〃 shouted others yet again； while ladies waved silken scarfs to urge each yeoman to do his best。
Then the herald stood forth and loudly proclaimed the rules of the game as follows：
〃Shoot each man from yon mark； which is sevenscore yards and ten from the target。 One arrow shooteth each man first； and from all the archers shall the ten that shooteth the fairest shafts be chosen for to shoot again。 Two arrows shooteth each man of these ten； then shall the three that shoot the fairest shafts be chosen for to shoot again。 Three arrows shooteth each man of those three； and to him that shooteth the fairest shafts shall the prize be given。〃
Then the Sheriff leaned forward； looking keenly among the press of archers to find whether Robin Hood was among them； but no one was there clad in Lincoln green； such as was worn by Robin and his band。 〃Nevertheless；〃 said the Sheriff to himself； 〃he may still be there； and I miss him among the crowd of other men。 But let me see when but ten men shoot； for I wot he will be among the ten； or I know him not。〃
And now the archers shot； each man in turn； and the good folk never saw such archery as was done that day。 Six arrows were within the clout； four within the black； and only two smote the outer ring； so that when the last arrow sped and struck the target； all the people shouted aloud； for it was noble shooting。
And now but ten men were left of all those that had shot before； and of these ten； six were famous throughout the land； and most of the folk gathered there knew them。 These six men were Gilbert o' the Red Cap； Adam o' the Dell； Diccon Cruikshank； William o' Leslie； Hubert o' Cloud； and Swithin o' Hertford。 Two others were yeomen of merry Yorkshire； another was a tall stranger in blue； who said he came from London Town； and the last was a tattered stranger in scarlet； who wore a patch over one eye。
〃Now；〃 quoth the Sheriff to a man…at…arms who stood near him； 〃seest thou Robin Hood among those ten？〃
〃Nay； that do I not； Your Worship；〃 answered the man。 〃Six of them I know right well。 Of those Yorkshire yeomen； one is too tall and the other too short for that bold knave。 Robin's beard is as yellow as gold； while yon tattered beggar in scarlet hath a beard of brown； besides being blind of one eye。 As for the stranger in blue； Robin's shoulders； I ween； are three inches broader than his。〃
〃Then；〃 quoth the Sheriff； smiting his thigh angrily； 〃yon knave is a coward as well as a rogue； and dares not show his face among good men and true。〃
Then； after they had rested a short time； those ten stout men stepped forth to shoot again。 Each man shot two arrows； and as they shot； not a word was spoken； but all the crowd watched with scarce a breath of sound； but when the last had shot his arrow another great shout arose； while many cast their caps aloft for joy of such marvelous shooting。
〃Now by our gracious Lady fair；〃 quoth old Sir Amyas o' the Dell； who； bowed with fourscore years and more； sat near the Sheriff； 〃ne'er saw I such archery in all my life before； yet have I seen the best hands at the longbow for threescore years and more。〃
And now but three men were left of all those that had shot before。 One was Gill o' the Red Cap； one the tattered stranger in scarlet； and one Adam o' the Dell of Tamworth Town。 Then all the people called aloud； some crying； 〃Ho for Gilbert o' the Red Cap！〃 and some； 〃Hey for stout Adam o' Tamworth！〃 But not a single man in the crowd called upon the stranger in scarlet。
〃Now； shoot thou well； Gilbert；〃 cried the Sheriff； 〃and if thine be the best shaft； fivescore broad silver pennies will I give to thee beside the prize。〃
〃Truly I will do my best；〃 quoth Gilbert right sturdily。 〃A man cannot do aught but his best； but that will I strive to do this day。〃 So saying； he drew forth a fair smooth arrow with a broad feather and fitted it deftly to the string； then drawing his bow with care he sped the shaft。 Straight flew the arrow and lit fairly in the clout； a finger's…breadth from the center。 〃A Gilbert； a Gilbert！〃 shouted all the crowd； and； 〃Now； by my faith；〃 cried the Sheriff； smiting his hands together； 〃that is a shrewd shot。〃
Then the tattered stranger stepped forth； and all the people laughed as they saw a yellow patch that showed beneath his arm when he raised his elbow to shoot； and also to see him aim with but one eye。 He drew the good yew bow quickly； and quickly loosed a shaft； so short was the time that no man could draw a breath betwixt the drawing and the shooting； yet his arrow lodged nearer the center than the other by twice the length of a barleycorn。
〃Now by all the saints in Paradise！〃 cried the Sheriff； 〃that is a lovely shaft in very truth！〃
Then Adam o' the Dell shot； carefully and cautiously； and his arrow lodged close beside the stranger's。 Then after a short space they all three shot again； and once more each arrow lodged within the clout； but this time Adam o' the Dell's was farthest from the center； and again the tattered stranger's shot was the best。 Then； after another time of rest； they all shot for the third time。 This time Gilbert took great heed to his aim； keenly measuring the distance and shooting with shrewdest care。 Straight flew the arrow； and all shouted till the very flags that waved in the breeze shook with the sound； and the rooks and daws flew clamoring about the roofs of the old gray tower； for the shaft had lodged close beside the spot that marked the very center。
〃Well done； Gilbert！〃 cried the Sheriff right joyously。 〃Fain am I to believe the prize is thine； and right fairly won。 Now； thou ragged knave； let me see thee shoot a better shaft than that。〃
Nought spake the stranger but took his place； while all was hushed； and no one spoke or even seemed to breathe； so great was the silence for wonder what he would do。 Meanwhile； also； quite still stood the stranger； holding his bow in his hand； while one could count five； then he drew his trusty yew；
holding it drawn but a moment； then loosed the string。 Straight flew the arrow； and so true that it smote a gray goose feather from off Gilbert's shaft； which fell fluttering through the sunlit air as the stranger's arrow lodged close beside his of the Red Cap； and in the very center。 No one spoke a word for a while and no one shouted； but each man looked into his neighbor's face amazedly。
〃Nay；〃 quoth old Adam o' the Dell presently； drawing a long breath and shaking his head as he spoke； 〃twoscore years and more have I shot shaft； and maybe not all times bad； but I shoot no more this day； for no man can match with yon stranger； whosoe'er he may be。〃 Then he thrust his shaft into his quiver； rattling； and unstrung his bow without another word。
Then the Sheriff came down from his dais and drew near； in all his silks and velvets； to where the tattered stranger stood leaning upon his stout bow； while the good folk crowded around to see the man who shot so wondrously well。 〃Here； good fellow；〃 quoth the Sheriff； 〃take thou the prize； and well and fairly hast thou won it； I bow。 What may be thy name； and whence comest thou？〃
〃Men do call me Jock o' Teviotdale； and thence am I come；〃 said the stranger。
〃Then； by Our Lady； Jock； thou art the fairest archer that e'er mine eyes beheld； and if thou wilt join my service I will clothe thee with a better coat than that thou hast upon thy back； thou shalt eat and drink of the best； and at every Christmastide fourscore marks shall be thy wage。 I trow thou drawest better bow than that same coward knave Robin Hood； that dared not show his face here this day。 Say； good fellow； wilt thou join my service？〃
〃Nay； that will I not；〃 quoth the stranger roughly。 〃I will be mine own； and no man in all merry England shall be my master。〃
〃Then get thee gone； and a murrain seize thee！〃 cried the Sheriff； and his voice trembled with anger。 〃And by my faith and troth； I have a good part of a mind to have thee beaten for thine insolence！〃 Then he turned upon his heel and strode away。
It was a right motley company that gathered about the noble greenwood tree in Sherwood's depths that same day。 A score and more of barefoot friars were there； and some that looked like tinkers； and some that seemed to be sturdy beggars and rustic hinds； and seated upon a