...taloons, shoes, and socks. I often wonder how we lived to tell of the cold and hunger of our prison life. I had been in prison twenty months, three and a half at Fort Delaware, and seventeen at Point Lookout . We were paroled in March, and a pitiful set of men we were. I weighed barely ninety pounds, was almost a skeleton, and so weak I could hardly walk. But I was free, and going home, and that ...