" Now, Locksley, " said Prince John to the bold yeoman, with a bitter smile, "wilt thou try conclusions with Hubert, or wilt thou yield up bow, baldric, and quiver to the provost of the sports ? ""Sith it be no better, " said Locksley, "I am content to try my fortune, on condition that, when I have shot two shafts at yonder mark of Hubert"s, he shall be bound to shoot one at that which I shall propose. ""That is but fair, " answered Prince John, "and it shall not be refused thee. If thou dost beat this braggart, Hubert, I will fill the bugle with silver pennies for thee. ""A man can but do his best, " answered Hubert; " but my grandsire drew a good long-bow at Hastings, and I trust not to dishonour his memory. "The former target was now removed, and a fresh one of the same size placed in its room. Hubert, who, as victor inthe first trial of skill, had the right to shoot first, took his aim with great deliberation, long measuring the distance with his eye, while he held in his hand his bended bow, with the arrow placed on the string.
At length he made a step forward, and raising the bow at the full stretch of his left arm, till the centre or grasping-place was nigh level with his face, he drew his bow-string to his ear. The arrow whistled through the air and lighted within the inner ring of the target, but not exactly in the centre.
" You have not allowed for the wind, Hubert, " said his antagonist, bending his bow, " or that had been a better shot. "So saying, and without showing the least anxiety to pause upon his aim, Locksley stepped to the appointed station, and shot his arrow as carelessly, in appearance, as if he had not even looked at the mark. He was speaking almost at the instant that the shaft left the bow-string, yet it alighted in the target two inches nearer to the white spot which marked the centre than that of Hubert.
Hubert resumed his place, and, not neglecting the caution which he had received from his adversary, he made the necessary allowance for a very light air of wind which had just arisen, and shot so successfully that his arrow alighted in the very centre of the target.
"A Hubert! a Hubert ! "shouted the populace, more interested in a known person than in a stranger. "In the clout ! in the clout!-a Hubert for ever. ""Thou canst not mend that shot, Locksley, " said the prince, with an insulting smile.
"I will notch his shaft for him, however, " replied Locksley. And letting fly his arrow with little more precaution than before, it lighted right upon that of his competitor, which it split to shivers! The people who stood around were so astonished at his wonderful dexterity that they could not even give vent to their surprise in their usual clamour.
"And now, " said Locksley, "I will crave your Grace"s permission to plant such a mark as is used in the North Country, and welcome every brave yeoman who shall try a shot at it. "He then turned to leave the lists. "Let your guards attend me, " he said, "if you please-I go but to cut a rod from the next willow bush. "Prince John made a signal that some attendants should follow him in case of his escape; but the cry of "Shame ! shame!" which burst from the multitude, induced him to alter his ungenerous purpose.
Locksley returned almost instantly with a willow wand about six feet in length, perfectly straight, and rather thicker than a man"s thumb. He began to peel this with great composure, observing, at the same time, that to ask a good woodsman to shoot at a target so broad as had hitherto been used was to put shame upon his skill.
For his own part, he said, and in the land where he wasbred, men would as soon take for their mark King Arthur"s round-table, which held sixty knights around it. "A child of seven years old, " said he, " might hit yonder target with a headless shaft; but, " he added, walking deliberately to the other end of the lists. and sticking the willow wand upright in the ground, "he that hits that rod at five-score yards, I call him an archer fit to bear both bow and quiver before a king, though it were the stout King Richard himself. ""My grandsire, " said Hubert, " drew a good bow at the Battle of Hastings, and never shot at such a mark in his life- and neither will I. If this yeoman can cleave that rod, I give him the bucklers,-or rather, I yield to the Evil One that is in him, and not to any human skill: a man can but do his best, and I will not shoot where I am sure to miss. I might as well shoot at the edge of our parson"s whittle, or at a wheat straw, or at a sunbeam, as at a twinkling white streak which I can hardly see."" Cowardly dog ! " said Prince John. " Sirrah Locksley, do thou shoot; but if thou hittest such a mark, I will say thou art the first man that ever did so. Howe"er it be, thou shalt not crow over us with a mere show of superior skill. ""I will do my best, as Hubert says, " answered Locksley; " no man can do more. "So saying, he again bent his bow, but on the present occasion looked with attention to his weapon, and changed the string, which he thought was no longer truly round,Drawn by John Rowell
"He took his aim with some deliberation. "
having been a little frayed by the two former shots. He then took his aim with some deliberation, and the multitude awaited the event in breathless silence. The archer vindicated their opinion of his skill-his arrow split the willow rod against which it was aimed! A jubilee of acclamations followed; and even Prince John, in admiration of Locksley"s skill, lost for an instant his dislike to his person.
