They said he would have given his right arm if he could.
Generous to a fault and harmless as they come.
So, it came as a terrible surprise to hear that he had been harmed as he had been.
A broken arm, from what started out as a friendly arm-wrestle had gotten out of control and his opponent had taken umbrage at the thought he would be defeated, and so his armed mates took to him, pushed him into an old armchair and beat him.
Afterwards, they dragged him semi-conscious into the armoire and locked him inside. It was hours later when his mate Johnny Armstrong came by that he was found.
Now he is in the hospital, and there is talk he may join the army to get away from this town. But today I helped him dress as he cannot get his arms through the armholes of his coat.
He’s feeling pretty devastated and very much harmed by people he thought were mates. But if he sees them again I know he will be armed to the teeth in readiness for them.