"Oh! for a blast of that dread horn,
On Fontarabian echoes borne?"
A. J. Dunkin.
[The lines—
"O for the voice of that wild horn,
On Fontarabia's echoes borne,
The dying hero's call,"—
are by Sir Walter Scott, and form part of those which excited the horror of the father of Frank Osbaldiston, when he examined his waste-book in search of Reports outward and inward—Corn Debentures, &c. See Rob Roy, chap. ii. p. 24. ed. 1829.]
Robin Hood's Festival.—Can any of your correspondents refer me to a good account of the festival of Robin Hood, which was so popular with our ancestors, that Bishop Latimer could get no one to come to hear him preach on that day?
In the churchwardens' accounts of St. Helens, Abingdon, published in the first volume of the Archæologia, there is an entry in 1566 of the sum of 18d. paid for "setting up Robin Hood's Bower."