Arthur didn't know how to feel about john, the little kid was a damn gremlin. Greasy, feral, and dumb. Pretty damn dumb. And the kid refused to take a bath, no matter how much Dutch threatened john, and no matter how much Hosea tried to bribe him, john wouldn't do it. Not even when Arthur argued with him. So, Arthur picked John up one day, no matter how much he squirmed and fought. He was headed to the river.

“Alright you lil stinker, let's get yer dumbass cleaned up for once...”