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     Some folktales of Robin Hood tell of how, one hot summer's day in Sherwood, his men were practising their swordsmanship and archery. Through the checkerwork of leaves, dancing spangles were flung down by the sun, glinting off swords and flashing arrowheads.
      Above the grunts and groans of the outlaws was the clashing of steel on steel, the whiz and twang of arrows. A wild-eyed doe beat a hasty retreat through the shimmering foliage, and a squawking blackbird fluttered up from the bushes to the safety of a high tree.
      At the end of one contest, won by the giant but sprightly Little John, Robin remarked: "I would ride my horse a hundred miles to find thy match!"

      Upon hearing that, Will Scarlet began to laugh heartily. "There lies a certain curtal friar in Fountains Abbey," he explained, "who methinks could outdo all of us with the sword and the long bow."
      Robin stared at him in wonder, then laughingly replied: "You speak in jest, I've no doubt. For I'd just been thinking that there were not such skilful fighting men as mine in all England. But if what thou sayest be true, Will, then I will neither eat nor drink until I have seen this friar."

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      Versions differ about the circumstances of the meeting between Robin Hood and the curtal friar, better known as Friar Tuck. But all agree that he came from Fountains Abbey in North Yorkshire. It is, however, hard to reconcile the popular image of the plump, jovial Tuck with the abbey's reputation for harshness and austerity.
      For it is told of how the abbey was founded in 1132 by thirteen monks from St. Mary's, York, who thought their Benedictine brothers were too slack in keeping the Rule. The brethren there lived too comfortably, not keeping to the strict observances of dress and diet. "How can we serve God properly when we do not keep St. Benedict's Rule," they said.
      The leader of the dissidents, Prior Richard, had been persuaded to talk to Abbot Godfrey about this slackness. But being an old man and preferring his comfortable life, the abbot of St. Mary's was not.
      In any case, it appears that a dreadful row ensued when the archbishop and his officials arrived at St. Mary's to speak to the abbot. For Godfrey had surrounded himself with his supporters, including representatives from other Benedictine abbeys, equally guilty of neglecting the Rule. And the story is that they tried to physically prevent the archbishop from gaining his interview with the abbot.
      Consequently, Archbishop Thurstan placed the abbey under an interdict and shepherded the dissenting monks - originally six, now thirteen - into the church, barring the door for fear of violence. He then took them to his bishop's palace for further protection.      

      They later accompanied him to his collegiate church of Ripon for Christmas, and from there he took them to some waste land three miles to the west in the narrow valley of the River Skell. There he presided over the establishment of a new and independent convent with Prior Richard as the new abbot. And because there were springs of fresh water bubbling from the hillside, they chose to call their new abbey 'Fountains'.
      Tradition tells of how, not long afterwards, a ragged traveller came begging for food to the gate of Fountains. In those early days, the abbey consisted of just wooden huts thatched with heather and surrounded by a simple makeshift fence. The traveller begged so piteously that the porter went to see Abbot Richard, who called the brother in charge of the bread, a gift from Archbishop Thurstan. It was made from coarse flour, which was customary for most in the 12th-century.
      Anyway, this brother said that he had only two and a half loaves remaining, and these he was saving for the carpenter-monks who were building them a wooden chapel.
      "Then do thou give one loaf to the poor man," ordered the abbot, "and keep what is left for the carpenters. For the rest of us, the Lord will provide something."
       So the porter did as he was bade and gave one loaf to the starving traveller. As he was about to shut the gate, he noticed two men approaching, dragging a cart. And as they came closer he saw, to his utter amazement, that the cart was loaded with many loaves made from fine white flour.
      "This is a present from our master," said one of the men. "He heard how you brothers of Skeldale were starving, and gave orders for us to bring these loaves."
       By this time, other monks had joined the porter at the gate. They clasped their hands and gazed heavenwards in gratitude. "Truly, God is good," they said. "For in return for one coarse loaf, He has sent us many of fine white flour."

        Fountains rejected the decadent Benedictine Order in favour of the more austere Cistercian one, the abbey being accepted as a daughter-house by Clairvaux in Burgundy. And so from its impoverished beginnings, the convent soon saw an upturn in its fortunes. The number of monks rapidly increased, local lords made extensive land grants, and the wooden dwellings were replaced by an impressive stone structure. In fact, Fountains was to become one of the richest and most extensive abbeys in England. And it is nowadays considered by many to be the greatest monastic ruin in this country.


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