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thou be christened Little John； and I will be thy godfather。〃
Then Robin Hood and all his band laughed aloud until the stranger began to grow angry。
〃An thou make a jest of me；〃 quoth he to Will Stutely； 〃thou wilt have sore bones and little pay； and that in short season。〃
〃Nay； good friend；〃 said Robin Hood； 〃bottle thine anger； for the name fitteth thee well。 Little John shall thou be called henceforth； and Little John shall it be。 So come； my merry men； we will prepare a christening feast for this fair infant。〃
So turning their backs upon the stream； they plunged into the forest once more； through which they traced their steps till they reached the spot where they dwelled in the depths of the woodland。 There had they built huts of bark and branches of trees； and made couches of sweet rushes spread over with skins of fallow deer。 Here stood a great oak tree with branches spreading broadly around； beneath which was a seat of green moss where Robin Hood was wont to sit at feast and at merrymaking with his stout men about him。 Here they found the rest of the band； some of whom had come in with a brace of fat does。 Then they all built great fires and after a time roasted the does and broached a barrel of humming ale。 Then when the feast was ready they all sat down； but Robin placed Little John at his right hand； for he was henceforth to be the second in the band。
Then when the feast was done Will Stutely spoke up。 〃It is now time； I ween； to christen our bonny babe； is it not so； merry boys？〃 And 〃Aye！ Aye！〃 cried all； laughing till the woods echoed with their mirth。
〃Then seven sponsors shall we have；〃 quoth Will Stutely； and hunting among all the band； he chose the seven stoutest men of them all。
〃Now by Saint Dunstan；〃 cried Little John； springing to his feet； 〃more than one of you shall rue it an you lay finger upon me。〃
But without a word they all ran upon him at once； seizing him by his legs and arms and holding him tightly in spite of his struggles； and they bore him forth while all stood around to see the sport。 Then one came forward who had been chosen to play the priest because he had a bald crown； and in his hand he carried a brimming pot of ale。 〃Now； who bringeth this babe？〃 asked he right soberly。
〃That do I；〃 answered Will Stutely。
〃And what name callest thou him？〃
〃Little John call I him。〃
〃Now Little John；〃 quoth the mock priest； 〃thou hast not lived heretofore； but only got thee along through the world； but henceforth thou wilt live indeed。 When thou livedst not thou wast called John Little； but now that thou dost live indeed； Little John shalt thou be called； so christen I thee。〃 And at these last words he emptied the pot of ale upon Little John's head。
Then all shouted with laughter as they saw the good brown ale stream over Little John's beard and trickle from his nose and chin； while his eyes blinked with the smart of it。 At first he was of a mind to be angry but found he could not； because the others were so merry； so he； too； laughed with the rest。 Then Robin took this sweet； pretty babe； clothed him all anew from top to toe in Lincoln green； and gave him a good stout bow； and so made him a member of the merry band。
And thus it was that Robin Hood became outlawed； thus a band of merry companions gathered about him； and thus he gained his right…hand man； Little John； and so the prologue ends。 And now I will tell how the Sheriff of Nottingham three times sought to take Robin Hood； and how he failed each time。
Robin Hood and the Tinker
Now it was told before how two hundred pounds were set upon Robin Hood's head； and how the Sheriff of Nottingham swore that he himself would seize Robin； both because he would fain have the two hundred pounds and because the slain man was a kinsman of his own。 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。 But men of Nottingham Town knew more of Robin Hood and his doings than the Sheriff did； and many laughed to think of serving a warrant upon the bold outlaw； knowing well that all they would get for such service would be cracked crowns； so that no one came forward to take the matter in hand。 Thus a fortnight passed； in which time none came forward to do the Sheriff's business。 Then said he； 〃A right good reward have I offered to whosoever would serve my warrant upon Robin Hood； and I marvel that no one has come to undertake the task。〃
Then one of his men who was near him 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。 〃And let me see the man in all Nottinghamshire that dare disobey the warrant of our sovereign lord King Harry； for； by the shrine of Saint Edmund； I will hang him forty cubits high！ But 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 in whom he placed great trust； and bade him saddle his horse and make ready to go to Lincoln Town to see whether he could find anyone there that would do his bidding and win the reward。 So that same morning the messenger started forth upon his errand。
Bright shone the sun upon the dusty highway that led from Nottingham to Lincoln； stretching away all white over hill and dale。 Dusty was the highway and dusty the throat of the messenger； so that his heart was glad when he saw before him the Sign of the Blue Boar Inn； when somewhat more than half his journey was done。 The inn looked fair to his eyes； and the shade of the oak trees that stood around it seemed cool and pleasant； so he alighted from his horse to rest himself for a time； calling for a pot of ale to refresh his thirsty throat。
There he saw a party of right jovial fellows seated beneath the spreading oak that shaded the greensward in front of the door。 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 of the good old times。 Loud laughed the foresters； as jests were bandied about between the singing； and louder laughed the friars； for they were lusty men with beards that curled like the wool of black rams； 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 near by leaned his good stout cudgel； as thick as his wrist and knotted at the end。
〃Come；〃 cried one of the foresters to the tired messenger； 〃come join us for this shot。 Ho； landlord！ Bring a fresh pot of ale for each man。
The messenger was glad enough to sit down along with the others who were there； for his limbs were weary and the ale was good。
〃Now what news bearest thou so fast？〃 quoth one； 〃and whither ridest thou today？〃
The messenger was a chatty soul and loved a bit of gossip dearly； besides； the pot of ale warmed his heart； so that； settling himself in an easy corner of the inn bench； while the host leaned upon the doorway and the hostess stood with her hands beneath her apron； he unfolded his budget of news with great comfort。 He told all from the very first： how Robin Hood had slain the forester； and how he had hidden in the greenwood to escape the law； how that he lived therein； all against the law； God wot； slaying His Majesty's deer and levying toll on fat abbot； knight； and esquire； so that none dare travel even on broad Watling Street or the Fosse Way for fear
of him； how that the Sheriff had a mind to serve the King's warrant upon this same rogue； though little would he mind warrant of either king or sheriff； for he was far from being a law…abiding man。 Then he told how none could be found in all Nottingham Town to serve this warrant； for fear of cracked pates and broken bones； and how that he； the messenger； was now upon