The Chase of Robin Hood SO ROBIN HOOD and the others left the archery range at Finsbury Fields, and, tarrying not, set forth straightway upon their homeward journey.

Mary Sylvester, even though she had left camp, corresponded with her bosom friend, Jo Severance, and very naturally she might make some reference to the robin incident.

Never man rejoiced More than Geraint to greet her thus attired; And glancing all at once as keenly at her As careful robins eye the delver's toil, Made her cheek burn and either eyelid fall, But rested with her sweet face satisfied; Then seeing cloud upon the mother's brow, Her by both hands he caught, and sweetly said, "O my new mother, be not wroth or grieved At thy new son, for my petition to her.

Twitter and tweet Thy carollings Of little things, Of fair and sweet; For it is meet, O robin red!

"I never was more surprised in my life, except when my great-aunt's grandmother got into such a rage, and changed me into a robin-redbreast.

Hark, was that a robin singing?

At length they reach an ugly ditch, The slippery sloping bank of which Flowers and long grasses line; Some ragged-robins baby spied, And spread his little arms out wide, As he had found a mine.

Then there was a flock of robins dipping southward.

v'd." St. Barnabas' thistle (Centaurea solstitialis) derived its name from flowering at the time of the saint's festival, and we are told how: "When St. Barnaby bright smiles night and day, Poor ragged robin blooms in the hay.

At last he found it all and clearing his throat, sang merrily: "In the blossoming hedge the robin cock sings, For the sun it is merry and bright,