hired hand at the smelter, of Kuttenberg
“I am a hired hand trying to stay fed. A man must look out for his own surety.”
Things Franz had written, latest first, with the glosses of his neighbours.
the Tuesday before Whitsun, at Terce
I saw soldiers marching through the lower town and it chills my blood. I would rather break my back clearing dross for Foreman Karl than march off to starve in the mud. As long as I have my surety in hand, I will stay right here.
Nota scribaeHe crossed his arms tightly while dictating this and looked over his shoulder twice.
the third day of Easter week, at Vespers
Veit is whining about his broadaxe again. I told him plainly, I paid three groschen for his medicinal broth at Candlemas when he was coughing his lungs out. The axe is fair surety until the debt is paid. He can have it back when I see my coin.
the feast of the Annunciation, at Sext
The heat from the furnaces today is enough to melt a man's bones. I ate my stale heel of bread and watched Edmund limping across the yard. The old man is getting too frail for this heavy lifting. He will be begging at the church door by next winter.
Mind your own business, lad. I can haul my share just fine.
You young ones have no respect for your elders. We know how to survive a harsh season.
Nota scribaeDictated at the smelting yard while chewing on a piece of bread as hard as stone.
the Wednesday after Saint Matthew's day, at Compline
Wolfgang swore on his mother's grave he would return my work axe, and now I hear he left it as a pledge at the alehouse! I took pity on him and now I am robbed of my livelihood. A man cannot trust his own mates.
Candlemas, at Prime
Old Veit was coughing death up in the hayloft this morning. I spent three of my own hard-earned groschen on herbs and broth to keep him breathing. In return, I have taken his best broadaxe so I can get hired today. A fair trade for keeping a man alive.
May God reward your charity, lad. My Adelheid used to make a good broth for the chest.
If you do not get picked by Karl today, Erhard will give you terrible rates for that axe.
Nota scribaeThe lad spoke very fast and insisted the word surety be added, though it made no sense here.
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They will take us all if the King commands it, lad.
My brother Konrad marched off three winters ago and never came back. Keep your head down.