The merry adventures of Robin Hood; Part Eight: Robin Hood and Allan a Dale

Listen to me gallons so free all you love for who he and I would have been. The merry Adventures of Robin Hood. This is another in the series of readings recorded by Chuck Levy from the book by Howard Pyle pt. 8. Robin Hood and Allan a dale in the four hours all on the other greenwood tree there was here as far as far and might be bought is the name. Then Robin Hood comes without anything but a troll so that it has just been told how to unlucky adventures fell upon Robin Hood and Little John all in one day bringing them sore ribs and aching bones.

So now we will begin to tell the story of how they made up for those evil happenings by a good action that came about not without some small pain to robbing. Two days had passed by and somewhat of the saunas that passed away from Robin Hood's joints yet still when he moved up a sudden and without thinking pain here and there would as it were dog him crying. Barlow has had a good fellow. The day was bright and clean and the morning dew still lay upon the grass. Under the greenwood tree. Robin Hood. On one side was Will Scarlet lying at full length upon his back gazing up into the clear sky with hands clasped behind his head upon the other side said Little John fashioning a cudgel lot of a stout crab tree limb

elsewhere upon the grass sat or lay many others of the band. By the faith of my heart I do be think me that we have had no one to dine with us for this long time. Our money growing low in the purse for no one had come to pay our reckoning for many a day. Now bust the good stew today and choose these six men and get gone the fast way or thereabouts and see that our bring is someone to eat with us this evening. Meantime we will prepare a grand feast to do so ever may come the greater honor. And stake which totally I would have the take Will Scarlet with the qualities meet that he should become acquainted with the ways of the forest. At this wills to please spring to his feet. No why do you thank the Good Master that thou hast chosen me for this advent you are truly my limbs do grow slack through abiding idly here. As for one of my six I will choose our thought a blunder for as

well as certain black bearded giant among us nor as Arthur is a stout fist a quarterstaff. Is it not so. Little John. We are stupidly well though know it all so that I can speak Likewise for my cousin scarlet this very blasted more and I looked at my ribs and found them as many colors as a beggar's cloak. So having chosen five more stout fellows will suit Lee and his band set forth to Fosse Way to find whether they might not come across some rich guest to feast that day in Sherwood with Robin and his band. For all the live long day they abided near this highway each man had brought with him a good store of cold meat and a bottle of stout marked beer to stay his tonic to the homecoming. So when high noon tide had come they sat them down upon the soft grass beneath the green and wide

spreading hawthorn bush and Hilda hearty and jovial feast. And after this one kept watch while the others napped for it was a still and sultry day. Thus they pass the time pleasantly enough. But no guest such as they desired showed his face all the time that they lay there. Many passed along the dusty road in the glare of the sun. Now it was a bevy of chattering damsels merrily tripping along. Now it was a plodding tinker and now merry shepherd lad. Now a sturdy farmer. All gazing ahead along the road. Unaware of the seven stout fellows that lay hidden so near them. Such were the travellers along the way. But fat abit

rich squire or money laden usually. Came there not. At last the sun began to sink low in the heavens as the light grew red in the shadows law. The air grew full of silence. The birds twittered sleepily and from afar came faint and clear. The musical song of the milkmaid calling the kine home to the No. Then stupidly arose from where he was lying. A plague of such ill luck. Here we have abided all day and no bird worth shooting so to speak had come within reach of our bolt. Had I gone forth or not you know some Terran time I had met a dozen stout priests or a score of Percy moneylenders. But it was never the last thought Dawn dear are never so scarce as when one has a grey goose picks the fingers.

Come let's let's back up a gnome again say I. Accordingly the other is a rose and coming forth from out of the thicket. They all turned their toes back again to Charlotte. After they had gone some distance will stupidly who headed the party suddenly stopped. Hist Hark let me think I hear a sound. At this all stopped and listened. Or be it for a time they could hear nothing. Their ears being duller than Sudanese. At length they heard a faint and melancholy sound like someone in lamentation. Then Little Scarlet spoke up. Gentlemen this must be looked into. There is someone in distress Knight who is here. Will Scarlet I know not. Our Master Robin has never rushed about thrusting his finger into a boiling pot but for my part I see no use in getting ourselves in the midst of his coils. Yon is our man's voice if I mistake not. And

a man should be always ready to get himself out of his own father's now out upon need to talk in that manner astutely. Stay if thou does list I go to see what may be the trouble of this poor creature. Nay doubt asked so quickly that we tumble into the ditch. Always said I would not go. Come along say I. And thus saying stupidly led the way and the others following. Till after they had gone a short distance they came to a little opening in the woodland whence a brook after gurgling out from under the tangle of overhanging bushes spread out into a broad and glassy pebble. By the shade of this pool and beneath the branches of a willow layer youth upon his face weeping aloud the sound of which had first caught the quick ears of stupidly his golden locks were tangled. His clothes were all around high and everything about

him betokened sorrow and woe over his head from the branches of the ocean a beautiful harp of polished wood inlaid with gold and silver in fantastic devices Beside him lay a stout ashen bow and half a score of smooth there. I know who are tough and all the lions that are killing all the green grass with salt water and hearing the voice the strangest praying to his feet and snatching up his bow and fitting a shaft held himself in readiness for whatever might befall him. And at this one of stooges yeoman spoke up the launch today. I do know that lad right well yes a certain minstrel that I have seen hereabouts more than once. It was already a week ago. I saw him skipping across the hill like a yearling doe by sight he was then without flour at his ear and a Cox plume stuck in his cap. But now me thinks art Congorilla shorn of his gay feathers will stupidly stepped over to the stranger.

Like the Iceman. I do hate to see a tall stout fellow so slippery like a girl of fourteen over. How did Tom get put down eyeball man. We mean they don't harm but Will Scarlet seeing how the stranger who had a young and boyish look was stung by the words that stupidly had spoken came to him and put his hand upon the EUs shoulder. Nay thou art in trouble poor boy. Mind not what these fellows have said they are rough but they mean well. Mayhap they do not understand a lad like thee. Thou shalt come with us and perchance we may find a certain one that Canadian die perplexities whatsoever they may be. Yea truly come a long argument do you no harm and may mean the same God. Take all night singing tool from off this factory and away with us. The youth did as he was bitten.

And with bowed head in sorrowful step. Accompanied the other walking beside Will Scott. They wended their way through the forest. The bright light faded from the sky. And the glimmering grave fell over all things. From the deeper recesses of the forest. The strange whispering sounds of night time came to the ear all else was silent saving only for the rattling of their footsteps amid the crisp dry leaves of the last winter. At last a ruddy glow shone before them here and there through the tree a little father and they came to the open glade. Now dazed in the pale moonlight in the center of the open crackled a great fire throwing a red glow on all around it at the fire were roasting juicy steaks of venison thousands capons and fresh fish from the river. All the air was

filled with the sweet smell of good things cooking. The little band made its way across the glade many yeomen turning with curious looks and gazing after them but none speaking or questioning. So with Will Scarlet upon one side and will stupidly upon the other. The stranger came to where Robin Hood sat on a seat of moss under the greenwood tree with little John standing beside him. Robin Hood rose from his seat when he saw the stranger. Are good even for our friend and has now come to feast with me this day on us. I know not. Truly I know not whether I be in a dream named Mary Hart awake as the hour will presently find for our buying feast is not cooking for the flowers are our guests this day. Me thinks I know now where I am and what path they followed me.

Though not the great Robin Hood. Oh as it goes I man men hereabouts do call me by that name. No it's be no it's also that he who feasted with me must pay his reckoning. I trust that thou hast a full purse with a vast range. Alas I have no purse nor no money either. Saving only the half of a sixpence the other half of which mine own dear love doth carry in her bosom hung about her neck by a strand of silken thread. At this shout of laughter the poor boy looked as he would die of shame. But Robin Hood turned sharply to will stupidly. Why how now is today. Is this the guest that has brought us to fill our posts. Me thinks thou hast brought but I lean to the market. Nay good master he is no guest of mine. It was Will Scarlet

that brought him there. Then up spoke Will Scarlet and told how they had found the lad in sorrow and how he had brought him to Robin thinking that he might perchance aid him in his trouble. The Robin Hood turned to the youth and placing his hand upon the other's shoulder held him off and on his length scanning his face closely. Our young face our kind face a good thing. He's like a maiden's for purity. And with all the feathers that are mine eyes did see. But if I may judge fairly by their looks. Grief cometh to young as well as to old mate cheer up lad. I warrant by case is not so bad that it cannot be mended. What may be the name on the table is my name good master Allan a Dale. It doth seem to me that that name is not altogether strange to mine ears.

Yes surely though are the minstrel of whom we have been hearing lately whose voice so charm a tall man doth not come from the dale of the stream over beyond Staveley. Yes truly I do come thence. How old art thou and I am but twenty years of age. Me thinks thou art over young to be perplexed with trouble. Come lads bust do you get off East Friday only thou Will Scarlet and DOL Littlejohn's stay here with me. Then when the others had gone each man about his business Robin turned once more to the youth. Now lad tell us troubles and speak freely flow of words dot every used the heart of sorrow. It is like opening the waste where when the mill dam is overflow Come sit down here beside me and

speak at the knees. Oh Master Rob how hard it is to know the type you think me. Then straightway the youth told the three young men all that was in his heart at first did broken words and phrases then freely and with greater ease when he saw that all listened closely to what he said. Life of a minstrel had so he told them how he had come from York to the sweet vale of rather travelling the country through as a minstrel now and stopping now a castle. I had now it all and now what farmhouse rather. How he had spent one sweet evening in a certain broad low farmhouse where he sang before a stout Franklins before a stout and a maiden as pure and lovely as the first snowdrop of the first snowdrop. How he played and sung to her and how sweet Eleanor the Dale had listened to him and had loved him. It was love then in a low sweet voice scarcely louder than a whisper. I would watch told how he had watched for a bra and met

her now and then when she went abroad to what was all too afraid of her sweet presence to spill her until that last straw beside the bank of rockets he had spoken of his love and she had whispered that which had made his heart strings quiver for joy. There between us then they broke a sixpence between them and vowed to be true to one another for ever. But what came to Ellen's father the next he told how her father had discovered what was a doing too little and had taken her away from him so that Hillary never saw her again. And his heart was sometimes like to break like this and how this morning only one short month and a half from the time that he had seen her last. He had heard then knew it to be so that she was to marry old Sir Stephen of Trent. TWO DAYS hand or Ellen's father thought it would be a grand thing to have his daughter marry so high. Albeit she wished it not nor was it wonder that a knight should wish to marry

his own sweet love. Who was the most beautiful maiden in all the world. To all this the yeoman listened in silence. The clatter of many voices just again laughing sounding around the hall and the red light of the fire shining on their faces and in their eyes. So simple with a poor boy's words and so deep his sorrow that even little John felt a certain knotty lump rise in his throat and after a moment's silence Robin said. I wonder not that by true love love the fall thou hast surely a silver cross beneath I tongue even my good sin Francis that could charm the birds of the air by his speech the breath of my body. Oh I have a great part of a mind to go straightway cut all the nasty life out of the body of that same vile Sir Stephen. Mary come up

what does an old reason think that tender lasses are to be bought like Pirates of the market day. Oh report him. But no matter. All related to him self. Then up spoke Will Scarlet. Me thinks it seems but he'll done of the last that she should so quickly change others bidding more especially when it comes to the marrying of a man is old is the same so Steven. I like it not in her Helen May not just crown her she is a soft and gentle as a stock tough. I know her better than anyone in all the world. She may do her father's bidding but if she marries son Steve in her heart will break and she will die. My own sweet to have. He stopped and shook his head. Or he could say nothing further. Wow the others were speaking. Robin Hood had been sunk in thought.

Me thinks I have a plan might fit my case Alan. But tell me first think a star lad that by cruel love had spirited enough to marry were you together in charge. The banns published and the priest found. Even were her father to say her nay. Mary would she then if her father be the man I take him to be. I will undertake that he shall give you both his blessing as wedded man and wife in the place of also Stephen and upon his wedding morn. But stay now I bethink me. There is one thing reckoned not upon the priest cruelly those of the class do not love me overmuch. And when it comes to doing as I desire in such a matter they are like is not to prove stiff necked. As to the loss of clergy they fear me to do me a favor because of BabyTalk bishop. At this Will Scarlet laughed and said Nay. So far as that go with

I know of a certain friar that could style but get on the softer side of him would do their business even though Pope Joan herself stood forth to ban him. He is known as the cuttle friar of Fountain Abbey and dwelleth in Fountain Dale. But Downton Abbey is a good hundred miles from here and we would help this lad. We have no time to go thither and back before his true love will be married not just to be gay in their cars. Yes. But this fountain Abbey is not so far away as the one of which the House speaker's Dunkel a fountain at the of which I speak is no such Richen proud place as the other but a simple little cell yet with all as cozy a spotter's ever Stoughton correct world within. I know the place well and can guide the thither for the what is a goodly distance yet methinks a stout pair of legs could carry a man there and back in one day. Then give me thy hand and let me tell thee I

swear by the bright hair of scent Elfrida that this time two days hence Eleanore tale shall be thy wife. I will see this same fire of Downton Abbey tomorrow day and I warrant I will get up on a soft side of him even if I have to grab one solved at this Will Scarlett laughed again. The not too sure of that good uncle. Nevertheless from what I know of him I think this Cuttle will gladly join two such lovers more especially if there be good eating and drinking of what they're after. But now one of the bands came to say that the feast was spread upon the grass. So all Robin leading the way the others followed to where the goodly feast was spread. Mary was the meal. Justin's story passed really and all laughed till the forest running again. And Allan a Dale laughed with the rest for his cheeks were flushed with the hope that Robin Hood had given him.

At last the feast was done and Robin Hood rose from his place beneath the greenwood tree. Now my merry men all tomorrow at dawn when I go to see this same prior fountain Abbey of whom we speak this night and I will take with me four of my good men and these four shall be little John Will Scarlet David of Duncan and daughter of land by the rest of you here and will still be your chief while I am gone. Rest you well my merry men all as to the True love comes without any god but little Robin Hood who wore the plain he's not for anything. On to

where I should have. So ends of part 8 of the memory Adventures of Robin Hood by Howard Pyle the reader was Chuck Levy the recorder tunes were played by Susanna Hart the ballads sung by Dick Moore Robin Hood was recorded in the studios of KPFA Berkeley for the National Association of educational broadcasters. To conclude this program. What a hero group of early English instrumental works played by the new music quartet. We're here first to fantasy is by Orlando Givens from a selection of works with strings published in 16 10. Yes.

Following two thought Ezio Orlando Gibbons the new music quartet plays the

four part concert number six by Matthew Locke one of a set composed around 16 60. Good. Lord.

Of. The four part concert number six by Matthew Locke and a recording by the new music quartet. This composition by Matthew Locke and the two fantasy is Orlando Gibbons were played following part 8 of the Mary Adventures of Robin Hood by Howard Pyle. This is the end of the network.