My hospital was now entirely composed of Virginians and Marylanders, and the nearness to the homes of the former entailed upon me an increase of care in the shape of wives, sisters, cousins, aunts, and whole families, including the historic baby at the breast. They came in troops, and, hard as it was to know how to dispose of them, it was harder to send them away. Sometimes they brought their provisions with them, but not often, and even when they did there was no place for them to cook their food. It must be remembered that everything was reduced to the lowest minimum, even fuel. They could not remain all day in the wards with men around them, and if even they were so willing, the restraint on wounded, restless patients who wanted to throw their limbs about with freedom during the hot days was unbearable. Generally their only idea of kindness was giving the sick men what food they would take in any quantity and of every quality, and in the furtherance of their views they were pugnacious in the extreme. Whenever rules circumscribed their plans they abused the government, then the hospitals, and then myself. Many ludicrous incidents happened daily, and I have often laughed heartily at seeing the harassed ward-master heading away a pertinacious female who, failing to get past him at the door, would try the three others perseveringly. They seemed to think it a pious and patriotic duty not to be afraid or ashamed under any circumstances. One sultry day I found a whole family, accompanied by two young lady friends, seated around a sick man's bed. As I passed through six hours later, they held the same position. "Had not you all better go home?" I said good-naturedly. "We came to see my cousin," answered one very crossly. "He is wounded." "But you have been with him all morning and that is a restraint upon the other men. Come again to-morrow." A consultation was held, but when it ceased no movement was made, the older ones only lighting their pipes and smoking in silence. "Will you come back to-morrow and go now?" "No! You come into the wards when you please, and so will we." "But it is my duty to do so. Besides, I always ask permission to enter, and never stay longer than fifteen minutes at a time." Another unbroken silence, which was a trial to any patience left, and finding no movement made, I handed some clothing to the patient near. "Here is a clean shirt and drawers for you, Mr. Wilson. Put them on as soon as I get out of the ward."