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Hagadorn. It's time for another Robin Hood adventure from Howard Piles

Mary Adventures of Robin Hood. This one called Robin Hood and the Guy of Gisborne.

A long time passed after the great shooting match

and during that time Robin followed one part of the advice of Sir Robert Lee to wit

That of being less bold in his comings and his goings for though may have he may not have been more honest, as most folks regard honesty, he took care not to travel so far from Sherwood that he could not reach it both easily and quickly.

Great changes had fallen in this time, for King Henry had died,

and King Richard had come to the crown that fitted him so well

through many hard trials,

and through adventures as stirring as any that ever befell Robin Hood.

But though great changes came, but though great changes came, they did not reach to Sherwood

shades, for their Robin Hood and his men dwelled as merrily as they'd ever done,

hunting and feasting and singing, and blithe woodland sports, for it was little the

outside striving of the world troubled them.

The dawning of a summer's day was fresh and bright, and the birds sang sweetly in a great tumult

of sound.

So loud was their singing that it awakened Robin Hood where he lays sleeping so that he

stirred and turned and arose up rose little John also and all the merry men then

after they'd broken their fast they set forth hither and thither upon the doings of the day.

Robin Hood and Little John walked down a forest path where all around the leaves danced and twinkled as the breeze trembled through them and the sunlight came flickering down.

Quoth Robin Hood, I make my vow little John. My blood tickles my veins as it flows through them this morning.

What sayest thou to our seeking adventures?

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