Oscar and his horse were thrown, and the result was a broken arm for Wilde.

Knowing that it was an accident, he did not let it make any difference in our friendship.
"He had, I think, no very special chums while at school.

I was perhaps as friendly with him all through as anybody, though his junior in class by a year....
"Willie Wilde was never very familiar with him, treating him always, in those days, as a younger brother....
"When in the head class together, we with two other boys were in the town of Enniskillen one afternoon, and formed part of an audience who were listening to a street orator.

One of us, for the fun of the thing, got near the speaker and with a stick knocked his hat off and then ran for home followed by the other three.

Several of the listeners, resenting the impertinence, gave chase, and Oscar in his hurry collided with an aged cripple and threw him down--a fact which was duly reported to the boys when we got safely back.