Oscar

Diary of seignior Blue June 3 1665 To those who find this i am Seigneur Bartholemue Blue of the Seigneury of Blue. An eventful day in the seigneury of Blue, as the harvest months are just beginning, a jolly time for the most part but as the crops being pulled in the is no end to the piles of work but the masses of fresh vegetables that have been seen in the common area are stifling. My new beaver hat has just arrived today by means of an odd little voyageur named Dominique Olympe making a trip from Sault Ste. Marie in the devilish weather; although the last few days we have been lucky enough to have blazing sun once again. One of the habitants made my family of five a delicious tourti ère and along with the hat the other day came a bottle of 1649 red wine, a magnificent year to say the least. A few months back at the end of the winter months we were attacked by a local Mohawk tribe; they came at us from all angles a few crops were destroyed but after a long brutal battle I came upon a successful strategy and we were then able to hold my manor house. The mill took sufficient damage for which I personally was responsible for remaking. Although the church was completely leveled it took two months to rebuild with the help of the habitants we once again have a proper roman catholic church. Just last week i had to banish two habitants after one and his wife was found of steeling sheep, a rough time for everyone because we all thought they knew the Cunninghams quite well. I have a humble amount of power i also have many, many responsibilities but first i must go attend dinner. Seigneur Blue

Diary entry 2

Seigneur Blue

With endless work to be done in these shallow fall months. An ingenious crop was found last harvest by habitant Jean Pierre ; they call the new crop “wheat”. Magnificent loafs of bread have been constructed out of this new grain. It takes many hours in the mill and many more back home preparing the flour for use. Little of significance has happened since the last time I wrote and that wheat was still growing. I am currently in the the prancing pony inn here in New France. I had to attend to some official business concerning the two that were banished from my seigneury a few months ago; supposedly they tried to join with the Iroquois and were (obviously) refused, as a result they shot one, got themselves hung and now the Iroquois are flaming mad. Somehow I am accountable. Wile I am in town I got some new leather boots, supposedly shipped in from Italy. I met up with some old friends last night and we all drank a pint last night. My wife and children are just fine and my second in command has a mighty aim on a musket if anything was to go wrong. When when my sun is sixteen he will be in charge of the local militia. I have a meeting with a priest, our beloved father just passed away a fortnight ago.

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