The shoes he wears were made in our workshop, but the master still whistles for his pay, and he owes everybody--the tailor, the lacemaker, the armourer, the girdlemaker, and the goldsmith.

If an apprentice reminds him of the debt, let him beware of bruises." "The Emperor Rudolph ought to issue an edict against such injustice!" wrathfully exclaimed the other and taller youth, the handsome son of a master of the craft from Weissenburg on the Sand, who expected soon to take his father's place.

"Up at Castle Graufels, which is saddled on our little town, master and man would be going barefoot but for us; yet for three years we haven't seen so much as a penny of his, though my father says times have already improved, since the Hapsburg, as a just man----" "Things have not been so bad here for a long while, the saints be praised!" his companion broke in.

"Siebenburg, or some of his wife's rich kindred, will at last be compelled to settle matters.

We have the law and the Honourable Council to attend to that.