France -- History -- Louis IX, 1226-1270 -- Juvenile fiction
"Some words need a good many letters, and if the letters in a word are
not the right letters, and are not set in a befitting order, it will be
of no use for any man, even the most learned scholar, to try to tell
what that word is. So I soon found that for many of the words I could
not remember the letters, and of those letters I did remember there were
some that I could not make, for I had forgotten their shape. But I would
not tell my master that, for it would have been a sorrowful thing to
have fallen from my high place as the most learned person in our
company, not to speak of the punishment I might have expected. So I
wrote on, making the best words I could devise with the letters at my
command, and urging my master to repeat every sentence, so that I should
be sure to get it straight and fair; and in that way I learned the whole
letter by heart, and read it to him, when I had finished it, so that he
was greatly gratified. 'Let me see the letter, my good Jasto,' said he;
and when he looked at it, he said, 'The words seem very much like each
other'—which was the truth, indeed, for most of them had the same
letters in them, measured out in very much the same measurement. 'But it
all looks simple enough,' he went on to say, 'and I greatly desire that
I could read it, but that is beyond my powers.' And then he made his
mark, which his seneschal well knew, and the letter was done.
"Thereupon he called for a messenger to take it in all haste to his
castle, but I told him that he could have no better messenger than I
should be, because, having writ the letter, I could read it to the
person to whom it was sent, if it should so be that he could not read it
himself. 'But old Hubert can read, else I would not send him a letter,'
said my lord. But I answered that, if he had never seen my writing, it
might be so strange to him that it would take much time for him to
understand the proper slope and indication of the letters, and so the
re-enforcements might be sorely hindered in their coming. Therefore it
was that I was sent, and I so saved my life; for, shortly after, the
battle came off, and, if I had been there, I know I should have been
killed, as most of my knight's men were. But I was safe in the castle,
and when I went back with the men and the horses and the armor, I met my
lord coming to his castle, and right glad was he to see me with my
company, for he was in such sore plight that he was even afraid of
thieves, although there were but few of them to be met with then, being
mostly in the wars. And therefore, I, being fresh and unwounded, took
the lead among the men-at-arms, and felt high in my lord's favor, and
this was far better than being able to scratch off a poor letter that
could be read."
"But what said the seneschal to your letter?" asked Louis.
"Oh, nought at all," answered Jasto. "I read it to him out of my head,
and showed him his master's mark."
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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