Numbers of them wandered around entirely naked.

Their babblings and maunderings about something to eat were painful to hear.

I have before mentioned the case of the Plymouth Pilgrim near me, whose insanity took the form of imagining that he was sitting at the table with his family, and who would go through the show of helping them to imaginary viands and delicacies.

The cravings for green food of those afflicted with the scurvy were, agonizing.

Large numbers of watermelons were brought to the prison, and sold to those who had the money to pay for them at from one to five dollars, greenbacks, apiece.