mender of leather, of Nomad camp
“I patch broken gear with strong leather and sell it to the soldiers for an honest price. I won't let anyone cheat me out of a copper.”
Things Martha had written, latest first, with the glosses of her neighbours.
the Monday before Ascension, at None
The captain inspects the tents this week and Sarah still has not given back my padded jack. She pawned it to Vlasta the ale-wife in Troskowitz for five miserable groschen. I bought that jack for the spring muster! You will freeze before I mend another boot for you, my girl.
Nota scribaeShe shook a leather pouch of copper coins at my face while dictating this.
the second day of Easter week, at Prime
Elizabeth is whining for her tin pitcher again. She lent it to me on Ash Wednesday and thinks I forgot she owes me two pennies for a broken wagon spoke from last winter. The pitcher stays on my shelf until Sarah gives me back my oil lamp.
the Wednesday before Palm Sunday, at Vespers
Another day in this bloody mud. I stitched three sword scabbards and a ruined saddle before the light failed. Without my oil lamp, I cannot see to work after dusk. Every lost evening is lost coin, and my fingers are raw from the damp.
The mud is ruining the hem of every gown in this wretched camp.
the Friday after St Gregory, at Terce
I gave my oil lamp to Sarah just before Lent so she could rub the soot off, and the lying thief kept it! She says I owe her for mending my skirt back in January. I will not pay a single groschen for old debts. Give it back, my girl.
A ledger does not lie. You owe me for the thread and the time.
Nota scribaeShe demanded this be written twice so Sarah could not pretend to misunderstand it.
Ash Wednesday, at Sext
Poor Prokop drowned in the flooded creek near Semine. He was the only man who could grease my wagon wheels. I saw Elizabeth fluttering around distracting the men just as the bank gave way. The camp has been under a curse ever since the water took him.
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Pay me what you owe for the torn skirt, Martha, and you can buy the jack back from Vlasta yourself.