At nine o'clock, Captain Philip came to my room and asked how I was getting along. His good-natured face, with the smile it always bore, cheered me exceedingly. Then, in his jocular manner, he said: Well, Chaplain, I guess you want to go out on a farm. I said: No, sir, I do not. N o 1 said he; You want to go home, then. I replied: Yes, Captain; if I'm going to be laid up I want to go home, as I do not care to be ill down here, but do not wish to appear as shirking my duty. Let us wait and see how you are later on in the day, said the Captain, and, with a word of cheer, he bade me adieu.