When the battle ended, the shirkers were gathered before the victorious commander.
These were the men who had run, hidden or found something else to do as the battle raged.
As punishment, they were led in chains to the boulder rock on the edge of the stream and put to work.
They were to stay there, day and night each with a piece of course rock and rub the boulder until each man dropped from either exhaustion or death.
Carstairs being the greatest of all shirkers organised the men into teams to rub at certain spots until he saw the shape emerging.
Being artistic of mind, Carstairs saw the pursuit of art as far more engaging activity than running at an enemy and inviting death upon oneself.
Over time the men began to appreciate what was happening. Some men from previous shirking campaigns even praised Carstairs as a man of vision, deluded yes, but a man of vision.
The sculpture took shape, each man took ownership of his section, and by the end of the first year they had something they were proud of, a potential bath when it rained, and let’s be honest they each needed a good wash every so often, and future shirking shelter.