farmer of Semin, of Semin
“I'm Thomas, and I manage parcel 06 here in Semin. I keep a tight grip on my household and my fields, which is more than some of my lazy neighbours can say.”
Things Thomas had written, latest first, with the glosses of his neighbours.
the Tuesday after Whitsun, at Compline
Sakra, I counted the iron box twice tonight. The tally does not match the ledger. I work from first light, I pay my dues, and the lords' wars take the carters from the roads. If I catch a vagrant near my strongbox, Sturdy will have him.
Nota scribaeDictated loudly. The dog barked throughout.
the Thursday after the Ascension, at None
If that stubborn fool Hugh thinks I will step onto his dirt to fetch what is owed me, he is wrong. The bailiff ordered him to bring me the cheese. I'll pay a sack of grain and bacon to any honest man who fetches it for me, just to break his pride.
I have the cheese ready. Come and get it yourself, if you want it so badly. I won't cross your line.
Husband, please. It is just cheese. Margaret, God rest her, would never have let it come to this.
Nota scribaeThe man thrust his finger in my face while speaking.
the first day of May, at Vespers
Drslav is still not on the roads. That Kuttenberg carter paid fair silver for my excess grain, and now the levy has swallowed him up. How is an honest man to bring in decent coin with soldiers on the road and prices what they are? Sakra.
Aye, Drslav was a fair man. Even you couldn't find a reason to shout at him.
the second day of Easter week, at Sext
Let it be known to all that Hugh is a thief. He broke the fence on purpose to steal my grazing land, and my calf suffered for his greed. I told the bailiff, and all the village heard me. I will have what is owed me by St. Gall's day.
Your fence posts were rotten. Your calf trampled my cabbages. The bailiff only ordered the cheese to shut you up.
Come home, Thomas. The food is getting cold.
Nota scribaeDictated at the hearing. He was very red in the face.
the eve of Ash Wednesday, at Prime
Walked the bounds of parcel 06 this morning. The wattle repairs are holding for now, but I'll need to check them again before the spring rains. A farmer must be vigilant. You turn your back for a moment and the whole world tries to take what is yours.
I fed the chickens and swept the yard as you ordered, master.
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Are you sure you counted right, master? The light is poor in the evenings.
I know what I have, Agatha. Go and scrub the pots.