water hauler at the Italian Court, of Kuttenberg
“I haul heavy water buckets for the mortar mixers and try not to get noticed.”
Things Endres had written, latest first, with the glosses of his neighbours.
The feast of St Philip and St James, at Prime
Christopher had to pawn his war gear to Bartel Bauer. It is a bitter shame. He works harder than any man here and dreams of joining the town watch. I would give him my groschen if I had enough left over to buy bread.
Nota scribaeDictated shivering at the gates of the Italian Court before the tokens were handed out.
The Wednesday after Easter, at Sext
Wenceslas asked me again when I was returning his spade. I told him I left it in the cellar and ran off before he could look at me. If Wenceslas catches me, I am ruined. I wish I was bold like Christopher.
The eve of Palm Sunday, at None
Hauling buckets all day. My arms are shaking so badly I spilled half the water before I reached the mortar troughs. I thought Foreman Lawrence saw me, but he walked past. At least the older men gave me a crust of bread tonight.
You did the work, boy. Eat up and get some sleep.
Nota scribaeHe showed me his hands while he spoke. The palms were raw and blistered.
The Tuesday after Laetare Sunday, at Compline
A terrible day. Standa saw the good spade in my hands and said he would beat me bloody if I did not give it over to him. He is twice my size. I let him take it. Holy Mary, forgive my cowardice.
You should have stood your ground, Endres. No man takes my gear without a fight.
It is in better hands now, little boy. Keep quiet about it.
Candlemas, at Vespers
Foreman Lawrence decreed that any man without a proper iron-tipped spade gets his wages cut. I did not have one, and I was shaking with fear. Wenceslas took pity on me and lent me his best tool. I will never forget his kindness.
Keep it clean, lad. I will need it back when the ground thaws.
Nota scribaeThe boy was trembling the entire time he spoke. Dictated in the widow's cellar.
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God reward you, lad. We will get by somehow.