fisherman of Kuttenberg, of Kuttenberg
“I sell carp, pike, and salted herring from my stall. If you want decent fish that won't make your bowels water, you come to me.”
Things Fritz had written, latest first, with the glosses of his neighbours.
the first day of May, at Prime
The muster came and went, and I had to pay a heavy fine to the bailiff because Heinz never gave back my kettle hat. Christ, I should have let him go to the pillory. I want my twelve groschen or my iron hat, lad.
Nota scribaeDictated with his arms tightly crossed.
the eve of St George, at None
Tomorrow is the muster and the town watch will be looking for proper gear. Heinz, I am telling you for the last time, bring my kettle hat to the stall before Vespers. I paid twelve groschen for that iron and I will not be ruined for your idleness.
Christ, Fritz, I am looking for it. It must be at the cooper's shed somewhere.
the Tuesday of Easter week, at Sext
The soldiers on the road take the best wagons, so the carters bring us less fish and ask double the coin for it. Christ almighty. If old Agnes was here she would have cursed them blind. At least the salted herring keeps.
Nota scribaeThe fisherman smelled strongly of brine and old fish.
the Monday after St Gregory, at Terce
Wilhelm the moneylender walked past the market today. I warn you all, a man who goes to him for coin will end up with neither coin nor breeches. Better to eat dry bread than let that leech get his hooks in your flesh.
A man has to eat, Fritz. Not all of us have twenty years of coin hoarded away.
the eve of Ash Wednesday, at Vespers
Lent is here and the bailiff called the watch. I lent my solid iron kettle hat to Heinz so the boy wouldn't face a ruinous fine. A bit of Christian charity, though he still owes me a proper day's work salting the small carp.
I thank you for it, Fritz. You saved my hide from the bailiff.
Nota scribaeThe man spoke highly of his own charity.
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I told you I am fetching it! I just need to settle a small matter first.
You are making up excuses while it sits safe in your loft above the cooper's shed.