The bath was in an outhouse about fifty yards across the yard from the ward.

In hail, rain or snow, you had got to go there.

In it I was boiled in a bath, scrubbed all over with a nail-brush, and then smothered all over with sulphur--wet, greasy, stinking sulphur rubbed in all over me.

I dressed by putting on a pair of pyjamas first.

These more or less kept this grease from getting through to my other clothes, and I was allowed out to work--a sick, freezing, wet individual.