townsman of Kuttenberg, of Kuttenberg
“I am a man of standing who maintains order in this town while the young squander their wages.”
Things Casper Brown had written, latest first, with the glosses of his neighbours.
the Thursday before Whitsun, at Sext
The bailiff's muster is almost upon us. I state before God's truth that if Matthew does not redeem my iron cap and gambeson from Hynek's shop by Sunday, I shall drag him before the magistrate myself. A man's gear is his standing, not coin for the alehouse.
Nota scribaeHe pointed his finger at my nose the entire time he spoke.
the feast of St Pancras, at Vespers
Today I had to listen to George Ford weeping over Frantishek's rotting roof, and Chenyek Wood weeping over a brass lamp. I told them both to take up a hammer and learn some discipline. A man makes his own order in this world.
It is easy to speak of discipline when the rain does not fall directly onto your bed.
It was a good lamp! You have no heart, Casper.
the third day of Easter week, at Prime
I see Konrad Wolff is still whining about that girl Margery being sent to Kolin. His father Heinz did the right thing. These boys should be practicing at the butts or mending fences, not chasing maids and disobeying their elders. Duty comes before foolishness.
You know nothing of it, old man. You care only for your oiled leather.
And my oiled leather will serve Kuttenberg far better than your sighs.
Nota scribaeDictated with great enunciation outside the cooper's yard.
the feast of St Gregory, at None
Walked the perimeter of the cooper's yard this midday. The fences lean like drunkards. Speaking of drunkards, Hans Schmidt crossed my path smelling like a brewery. It is a disgrace that men like him and Peshek Coleman are allowed to shirk their lawful duty.
I work hard for my ale, Casper. Mind your own fences.
I am not shirking, I am simply busy with other matters.
the day after Candlemas, at Terce
In a moment of Christian charity, I lent my expensive padded jack to Matthew the Ox. He claimed he wished to stand the watch properly and lacked the gear. God's truth, I expect it kept clean and returned before the month is out.
You have my thanks, Casper. It fits well and I shall treat it with respect.
Nota scribaeHe spent a long time describing the stitching on the garment before I told him to be brief.
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I told you, I needed a few groschen for a debt. Hold your peace, I will get it back.
Hold my peace? That jack cost me three groschen last St Martin's day!