One of our constant amusements was in befogging and "beating" those charged with calling rolls and issuing rations.

It was not at all difficult at times to make a hundred men count as a hundred and ten, and so on.
Wirz could count beyond one hundred, and this determined his selection for the place.

His first move was a stupid change.

We had been grouped in the natural way into hundreds and thousands.

He re-arranged the men in "squads" of ninety, and three of these--two hundred and seventy men -- into a "detachment." The detachments were numbered in order from the North Gate, and the squads were numbered "one, two, three." On the rolls this was stated after the man's name.