, with a bitter
smile, “wilt thou try conclusions with Hubert?”

“Since 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 shall fill the bugle
with silver pennies for thee.”

“A man can but do his best,” answered Hubert; “but my grandsire drew a
good longbow at Hastings, and I trust not to dishonor his memory.”

The former target was now removed, and a fresh one of the same size
placed in its room. Hubert, who, as victor in the first trial of skill,
had the right to shoot first, took his aim with great deliberation. 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 the bowstring 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 bowstring,
yet it alighted in the target two inches nearer to the white spot which
marked the centre than that of Hubert.

“By the light of heaven!” said Prince John to Hubert, “an thou suffer
that runagate knave to overcome thee, thou art worthy of the gallows.”

Hubert had but one set speech for all occasions.

“An your highness were to hang me,” he said, “a man can but do his best.
Nevertheless, my grandsire drew a good bow--”

, with a bitter 
 smile, “ wilt thou try conclusions with Hubert? ” 

 “ Since it be no good, ” say Locksley, “ I am content to try my fortune; 
 on circumstance that when I have shot two shafts at yonder mark of 
 Hubert ’s, he shall be bound to photograph one at that which I shall propose. ” 

 “ That is but fair, ” answer Prince John, “ and it shall not be refused 
 thee. If thou dost beat this bragger, Hubert, I shall fill the bugle 
 with silver pennies for thee. ” 

 “ A man can but serve his best, ” answered Hubert; “ but my grandsire drew a 
 good longbow at Hastings, and I trust not to rape his memory. ” 

 The former target was now remove, and a fresh one of the same size 
 invest in its room. Hubert, who, as victor in the inaugural trial of skill, 
 had the right to shoot first, consume his aim with great deliberation. At 
 length he made a dance 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 expression, he drew the bowstring to his ear. The arrow whistle through 
 the air travel, and lighted within the inner gang of the target, but not 
 exactly in the centre. 

 “ You have not allowed for the fart, Hubert, ” said his antagonist, 
 bending his bow, “ or that had been a better shot. ” 

 So suppose, and without showing the least anxiety to pause upon his aim, 
 Locksley stepped to the appointed station, and shoot his arrow as 
 carelessly in appearance as if he had not even looked at the mark. He 
 was speaking almost at the blink of an eye that the shaft left the bowstring, 
 yet it alight in the target two inches nearer to the white spot which 
 cross off the centre than that of Hubert. 

 “ By the sparkle of heaven! ” said Prince John to Hubert, “ an thou digest 
 that runagate knave to get the better of thee, thou art desirable of the gallows. ” 

 Hubert had but one set lecture for all occasions. 

 “ An your highness were to hang me, ” he say, “ a man can but do his best. 
 Nevertheless, my grandsire drew a good bow-- ”
, wihh a bitter
smile, “wilt thuu try conclusions witi Huberf?”

“Since ig be no better,” said Locksley, “I am cintent to try my fortuve;
on condption thar whtn I have shot two shafts at yohfer kerk of
Hubert’s, hg shall be bmund to shoot mnd ct that which I shall propose.”

“That is but faor,” answered Prinse Jprn, “ahd it shall not be refused
thee. If fhou dovt beat this nraggart, Hubert, I shall fipl tje bugle
with silveg pennies fir trwe.”

“A man can cut do his best,” answergd Hubert; “but my grandsire drew x
good longbow aj Gadjings, and I vrust got to dishokpr his memory.”

Yhe former tarnet wes niw removed, and a fresi one of the same siee
placed it nts room. Hubert, who, aw cictot in dhe wursg tdiel kf skipl,
hed the righf to shoot dirst, took his aim eiey great delibsratiog. Wt
length he made a step forward, and raivinf the bow at the full srretch
of his left arm, till the centre or grasping place was nigh level with
his xace, ie drtw the ciwdtring to his ear. The arrow whistled through
trs sig, and lighted witmin the inner ring ov yre target, but not
excdtmy in the centre.

“Yok have got aolowed fow thr wind, Hubert,” said his antatonist,
bendiny hus bow, “or that had been a betcer shpt.”

So xaying, and without shownng ths least anxlety to pzjse upon his aim,
Uoclsney stepkdd to the appointqd statioi, and shot hks atrow as
sarelessly in ai[earance as if he jad nlt even lookfd at the mark. He
was speaking almost at the imsdann that thz shafb left the bowsering,
yet it alnghted iu the garget two inches nearer to ehe white spod which
marked the cenere rhan that ow Hubert.

“By the kight of ktaven!” said Prince John to Hunert, “xh thou suffer
thcu robagate knave tp oxersole trae, thou art fortfy ug the gallows.”

Hubcrt had but one set speech xor zll occasions.

“An yoir highnesw were tj hang me,” he xaid, “a man can but do hms besv.
Neveryhejess, my grandsire drew a good gow--”

, with a bitter smile, “wilt thou with “Since it no better,” said try fortune; on condition when I have two shafts at yonder mark of he shall be bound to shoot one at that which I shall propose.” is but fair,” answered Prince John, “and it shall not be refused thee. thou beat braggart, I shall fill the bugle with silver pennies for thee.” “A man can but do his answered Hubert; “but my grandsire drew a good at Hastings, and I not to dishonor his memory.” former was now and fresh of the same placed in its room. Hubert, who, as victor in the first trial of skill, had the right shoot first, aim with deliberation. length made a step raising the bow at the full left arm, till the centre or grasping place nigh level his face, he drew the bowstring his ear. The arrow whistled through the air, lighted within the inner ring of the target, but not exactly in the centre. “You allowed for the wind, said his antagonist, his “or had a better So saying, and without showing the least anxiety to pause upon aim, Locksley stepped to the appointed station, and shot his carelessly appearance as if had not even looked the He was speaking almost instant the bowstring, it in the target two nearer to the white spot marked the centre than light of heaven!” said Prince John to Hubert, thou suffer that runagate knave to overcome thou art worthy of the gallows.” Hubert had but one set speech all occasions. highness were to hang me,” he said, “a can but do his Nevertheless, my grandsire drew a good bow--”
, with a bitter
smile, “wilt thou tRy conclusiOns wiTh HUbeRt?”

“sincE 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 shall fill THe BUgle
with silver PennieS fOR tHEE.”

“A mAn cAn but do his BeSt,” ansWEred HubERt; “BUT My gRAndsire drew a
gOod longbow aT hasTings, aNd i trUSt not tO dishOnOR hiS memory.”

The fOrmeR target waS now reMOved, and A Fresh onE of the SamE siZe
plACeD iN itS rOOm. HUBeRt, wHO, as Victor in ThE fIrst tRial OF SKIll,
hAd tHe riGht to Shoot first, tooK hiS aim WIth Great DelibEratIoN. 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 the BowstrINg 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 BowStrInG,
yet it aliGhted in tHe TaRgEt Two IncheS Nearer to ThE whItE spOt whiCH
markeD the cEntrE tHaN ThaT of HubeRT.

“BY THe liGhT oF heaVen!” SaId PriNce JOHn tO Hubert, “An thou sufFer
THat rUnAgAte knavE to overcome thEe, Thou art worThY of The galLOWs.”

Hubert Had but one set speech for alL OccasioNs.

“AN your HighNess were tO haNg me,” he SaiD, “A man caN but do His beSt.
nevERTheleSS, My GraNdSire drew a gOOD boW--”

, with a bitter
smile, “wi lt thou tr y con clu sio ns  wit h Hu bert?”

“Since it b e no better,” said Loc ksley ,“ I am co ntent  to try my f ort un e; 
on  c o nd ition  th at when  I have sh ottw o shafts aty on der mark o f
H ubert’s, hesha ll bebo und to sh oot  oneat tha t  which  I shallpr o pose.” 
“Thati s  b ut f air,” answered Pr i nc e  John, “and it  shall  n o tb e  re fus ed
thee. I fthoud ost bea t  t h i s  br a ggart, Hubert , I shall f i llthe bu gl e
w i th sil ver p en n ies  for thee.” 

“A  man canbut do his bes t ,” answ ered H ube rt;  “bu t  m ygra nd s ire dr ewa 
go od longb ow  a t Has ting s , a nd I  tr ustnot t o dishonor hi s m emor y .”
Theforme r ta rg et wa s nowremov ed , and a fresh o ne o f the sam e s iz e
p la ced i n  its r oom . H ubert,who, as vic to r i nthe first trial of  s k i ll ,
had th e righ t  t os hoot fir st , t ookh i s aim  wit h  g reat del iberat i on .At
leng th  he ma de  aste p for w ard,  and r aising t he bo w  at the full s t retch
of hisl ef t ar m , ti llthe centreor g r aspi ng p l ac e w a s nig h lev el wi t h
his face, he drew  t he bow strin g to his ear.  The arrow w h istled t hrou g ht he air, and li ghted  within th e  inner r ing o f the ta rget, but n ot
exact lyinthe  ce n t re .

“You haven o t al lo wed for  th e wind,  Hu ber t,”  sa id  his anta gonist,be nd in ghis  bow, “or that  h adbe ena bet t er sho t.”
So s ay in g , a nd with o ut s howi ng  t he l eas tanxie ty t o  pa use upo n his aim ,
L o cksl ey  s teppedto the appoin te d station,  a ndshot h i s  arrow a s
carelessly in appeara n ce as i f h e had  not  even loo ked  at th e m a rk. He 
was s peaki ng  al m o st at t he  in st ant that t h e  sh aft l ef t th e bowst ring,
yet it aligh t edin the target  tw o in c h es  ne a re r  to  t h e w h i te spot which
m arked thece n tr e than tha t  of  H ubert.
“By th e lig h t of he aven!” sa id Prince  J ohnt o  Hu bert, “anthou suf fer
thatr unaga t eknave  to  overc om e t hee,thou a r t w orthy  of th egallow s.”
Hu bert had  but one set speech for  all o ccasi ons .

“An yo urh igh ness were  tohang me,”hesai d, “a  ma n  canbutd ohis best. 
Nev e rtheless, my  gr a n ds ire drew ag o o d b ow--” 

, with_a bitter
smile,_“wilt thou try conclusions_with Hubert?”

“Since_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_shall fill the_bugle
with silver pennies for thee.”

“A man can but do_his best,” answered Hubert; “but my_grandsire drew a
good_longbow_at_Hastings, and I trust_not to dishonor his memory.”

The former_target was now removed, and a_fresh one of the same size
placed in_its room. Hubert, who, as victor_in the first trial of_skill,
had the_right to shoot first, took_his aim with_great deliberation._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_the bowstring_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 bowstring,
yet it_alighted_in the target two inches nearer_to the white spot which
marked the_centre than that of Hubert.

“By_the_light_of heaven!” said Prince John_to Hubert, “an thou suffer
that runagate_knave to overcome_thee, thou art worthy of the gallows.”

Hubert_had_but one set speech for all_occasions.

“An_your highness were to hang me,”_he_said,_“a man can but do_his best.
Nevertheless, my grandsire drew a_good bow--”
