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April 27, 1680

 

April 27, 1680
 
At port.
 
Managed a few shillings and bought myself a good sized jug of cider. Borrowed a skift and made my way to a sand bar just south of the Port.
I drank and spit roasted some wild bird. 
I'd have chopped off a toe for some dance and music.
Haven't had a twirl since the Captains Missus hosted the yearly parley. 
I plan on sending word to the Captain concerning the new faces expected.

April 24, 1680

 

April 24, 1680
At port.
 
Quiet nights watch. Nothing died, nothing blew up. 
Saw a new wanted poster of ol' Frenchie De Fait. Went up a whole 10 pounds. He must've won another argument and ran off before the red guard figured out he'd been insulted. 
Additional: received a letter from Ma via a local trading post. If she managed to find me. The bounty hunters won't be far behind.
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