Blake

January 18th, 1662 Obi Wan Stevobi's Diary Life as a Seigneur may be some work, but in the end it’ll be worth it. I’ve soiled in the cold weather of the St. Lawrence while building my house, and created a mill for food. It’s all been worth it though, as I’m now able to hire habitants to work on my farm. I like to think of myself as a staple in the many lives of New France. I let the habitants work on my farm in exchange for housing and food. I provide food for the entire town through my mill and crops. My farm stretches across the land for many acres, and is usually near the water, so the water can benefit my crops. My land stretches far into the hills, so I have a great view of the river. The distribution of land is in layers, with the common land being closest to the river, a long strip that stretches all the way along the bank. Then the reign of my land begins. First from the water are the crops, closest to the river for ample water supply. Next from the river is the mill, close to the crops for easy access to grains and flour. Third is the Chapel, for the religious exercises of myself and the habitants. Lastly is my manor. After the manor is the rolling hills and native land of the St. Lawrence.

Diary Entry #2

One of my Habitants today, Jaques Jaqueson, complained about not being able to provide work on the farm, due to a late harvest. I don’t understand why he is speaking of this, it’s sunny and the spring has come early. The flowers are blooming and life is good. Another one of the Habitants, Ben Dover, was also complaining of the lack of food, and how he always had to give the priest and me bread whenever we were in the general area. I don’t know why that’s a problem, it’s not my fault that the land ownership of New France had those rules. All I can do is go to Jacques le Cormier ’s church and pray that we make it through the winter.