July 11th 1400

Dear companion,

slowly I'm settling in. I'm understanding the people here better and better and my homesickness gets less painful. And this week I got some new tasks additional to the usual ones (sweeping and lugging wood chunks): receive orders of cusomers and keep tools in order and tidiness. Also not dead interesting but more than last week after all. And Rosa (who noticed how disappointed I am) said all my tasks made sense. Well, I chose to believe her. Perhaps I'll get it one day.

July 12th 1400

Dear companion,

Budo is better and better: Ruby was here today and we have talked while I tidied the workshop. It was good to hear a familiar voice (Ruby and I are friends ever since I could think) and to see a face familiar as well. I haven't dared to whine about the boring work – the boss man was in earshot after all but I think Ruby has noticed that I wasn't very happy. Next Sunday Ruby and I are going to eat lunch together. A picnic isn't possible because of Budo so I come to her and we will eat on the veranda. From there you have such a wonderful view over the Bywater sea. Perhaps also Budo will be able to part in. Ruby thinks so – soon he'll be better than ever before…
I hope on Sunday I will have the courage to as Ruby if she perhaps had fibbed in her letter then. Because I really doubt that Greencap ever really was enthusiastic about my works…
And if he was though why doesn't he let me do something reasonable?

July 18th 1400

Dear companion,

this week is added: handing tools (without request) and pre-planing of chunks. It all gets more interesting but also more difficult. Often I'd like to do 2 thing at the same time. But Greencap always says: "Better do one thing properly than make a mistake slovenly" [A/N: in my Original story I had a rhyme here – can't do that in English, too] I would have to decide what was more important at the moment. – Very difficult!

July 21st 1400

Dear companion,

I am so angry (and concerned)! Today I got a letter from Fosco. The content has enraged me so much (grrr...Bibo!) – I can't copy it properly (as I had done with Ruby's letter). That's why I just laid it into this book. Hopefully Hal is better soon! I'm so worried about him.

PS: This week I don't get new tasks. I first have to deal with my normal ones properly...

Dear Milo,

how are you? I hope you have fun at work. I enjoy my free days – still! For as you know I want to work at my great-cousin's guesthouse but he thinks I'm still too young. If he only knew that I almost took part in a guesthouse fight... I'll keep my eyes on the ball no matter what. For without you it isn't the same with the others anymore. You know how it had been after Ruby was away - now it is double as bad for me...
Especially after the other thing: I think you have been right with Bibo! He just doesn't think about what he's doing: it happened during the usual morning rite (you know: Bibo chops wood for the forge fires and baths in Hal's admirement thereby) three days ago. Bibo has finished and went inside. Thereby he called to the little one he please should carry the axe after him. While trying that Hal had hit the sharp blade onto his right forearm. It must have been with quite a force because Hal's wound looked really bad and he had shrieked as if lanced. After Bibo and his father I was the next by him (I had been on my way from the forge back home). It looked really bad and bled like water. It was sheer luck that the axe hadn't cut through the bone and detached the forearm thereby. This stupid Bibo! How could he ask little Hal to do such a thing? He should have known the shorty would really try it (though the axe is almost bigger than he is...) and would be awefully clumsy. Bibo knows that Hal still stumbles over his own feet.
Bibo's father has tended and bandaged the wound professionally. And after the first shock was over everything was almost normal again (for who could be mad at Bibo?...) Only Lilly was still worried about the little one (who obviously enjoyed that a lot). And she should be right: yesterday Hal got high fever. He complains of terrible burning hot pain in the whole roght arm which spread out from his wound and was worst there. Today he is said to be even worse (his parents let nobody to him except Herb-Ethel). In the village they talk about wound burning and blood poisoning. Poor little chap! Everybody here is in a worried mood.
Please do you tell it Ruby. I don't know how to write her about it. You always find the right words for her. Poor one! She likes Hal even more than we do. I wish the very best for him! May he get well soon!

Greetings (also from your parents and Lilly),
Fosco

July 22nd 1400

Dear companion,

today I told Ruby about Fosco's letter. It wasn't easy but finally I had it out. And then I had to find the right words to soothe her in her shock. She really takes it to heart. But me, too! Hal was liked by everybody! He indeed had been clumsiness and sometimes also nuisance in person but he never meant it bad! He really was the dearest little boy in the whole village though everbody took cover wehenver he was carrying something through the area...
Woah, I'm talking as if he was already dead! Starnge. And painful. If only I knew how he was now. Finally 2 days have passed since Fosco has sent off the letter to me. In 2 days much can happen. If only I knew what I could do! Nothing probably... and that is terrible.

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Rather short I know but I stopped because the next entries are really long and belong together. They will be the next chapter up at … I don't know! Please review people!