the second Tuesday in May, at Vespers
Fritz Kraus is still in bed with a fever. The lad brawled with Wolfgang over a spilled wagon and earned his fall. If he swallowed his pride and rested, he might live to swing an adze again.
Liber Vultuum, volumen Kuttenbergensefol. 1r
Hannes Muller
timberman in the royal mines, of Kuttenberg
“I shore up the ceilings in the royal mines so the rock doesn't crush the diggers. Ten years in the galleries.”
Quid vis scribi?The scribe is at Vespers. Come back after, and bring him a candle.
Dicta
Things Hannes Muller had written, latest first, with the glosses of his neighbours.
the Thursday after Easter, at None
Saw Claus Reinhart drowning his wits again today. The poor fool is throwing away his father's inheritance over Madlen. She fled to Prague a month past to run from Cunne's tally. He should leave it be.
Claus ReinhartYou know nothing of it, Hannes. My father is a tyrant.
Johannes FischerHave you seen my axe, Hannes? I need it back.
Nota scribaeDictated at the muster. The speaker paused often to spit.
the eve of Palm Sunday, at Compline
I gave Stephen the Ox silver to buy war gear so he wouldn't catch a flogging at the muster. Now I hear he took the kit and pawned it for dice money. The little bastard better have my silver by Sunday or I'll take it out of his hide.
Stephen the OxI hit a bad run of the bones, Hannes! I'll make it right, I swear it.
Black JacobHe lost it to the mercenaries at the lower tavern. You won't see a groschen.
St Joseph's day, at Sext
Hans the foreman is a fair master, but he demands every man bring his own iron. I have my heavy adze, but how are the new boys meant to afford it when bread is so dear? Still, I mind my own business. A good timberman watches the rot in the beam.
- Hannes Muller
And Cunne's ale is getting thinner by the day. I won't drink in her cellar.
the week after Ash Wednesday, at Prime
Borrowed an axe off Johannes Fischer to split some firewood. Struck a bad root and the haft cracked. The wood was rotten through, not my fault. I fixed it with a wedge and some pitch. Should hold well enough.
- Johannes Fischer
You broke my axe? That was my father's tool!
Zdenyek ShepherdI told you not to lend him anything sharp, lad.
Nota scribaeThe man grunted heavily before beginning to speak, and kept his arms crossed.
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Wolfgang shoved me! I'll break his jaw when he gets back from Prague.
You'll break nothing but wind until that fever breaks, boy.