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Show One of the unadvertlsed reunions o the celebration occured In the confederate con-federate section of the camp. A fife and drum corps of men In blue tramped tramp-ed up nnd dow n the streets of the confederate con-federate part of the city of tents. They btopped before the dents, played play-ed such a fanfare as only drums and fifes can make, summoned forth the occupants and shook hands, threw their arms about the gray shoulders and in a dozen other ways showed their feelings of friendship. They kept it up for hours and visited vis-ited practically every "reb" tent. Their reception was as warm as their greeting. A remarkable coincidence of the camp was the meeting of two men of exactly the same name, coming from towns of the same name, but in different differ-ent states. One fought on the union side in the battle of Gettysburg, and the other with the confederates. These two men are John Carson of Burlington, N. J., and John- Carson of Burlington, N. C. They met by the merest chance. The Jersey Carson was walking along one of the streets, and saw a man in gray. Just to be friendly, the Jersey man stopped him and gave him a greeting. Tt was not until they had talked for several minutes that they discovered their names were identical, One bearded veteran of an Illinois regiment told of an incident that happened hap-pened 50 years ago. "As we rode through Gettysburg that last time," he said. "1 remember a little girl stopped my horse and said she wanted to give me a bouquet. I got down and she pinned a ribbon a little purple ribbon to my coat. 'Wear that In the next battle you go into,' she said. " 'We're not going to have any more battles around here,' I told her. WITH BLUE AND GRAY AT GETTYSBURG Yes, yon are,' she insisted. Those hills back there are full of rebels.' " T wore that purple ribbon through 'the battle. I never saw the girl afterward, after-ward, but I've kept that ribbon, and It's back at home in Illinois today." A striking contrast is seen in the menu provided for the soldiers fifty years ago and what they enjoyed this year : 1853 Breakfast Hardtack, bacon, beans and coffee. Dinner Bacon, beans, hardtack and coffee. Supper Beans, hardtack, bacon and coffee. 1913 Breakfast Puffed rice, fried eggs, fried bacon, cream potatoes, fresh bread, hard bread, butter and coffe. Dinner Fricassee chicken, peas, corn, ice cream, cake, cigars, fresh bread, hard bread, butter, coffee, iced tea. Supper Salmon salad, macaroni and cheese, fresh bread, butter and coffee. When the house of representatives recently undertook to name a commit tee of its members to represent it at the reunion of the blue and gray a( Gettysburg it was found that not a veteran of the Civil war sat on the Re nilhliran RldA nf that hnrtv TVia nnW Many were the stories told and innumerable in-numerable were the incidents, both pathetic and humorous, which marked the great reunion of the Union and Confederate veterans on the Gettysburg Gettys-burg battlefield. Commemorating the fiftieth anniversary of the most stubbornly stub-bornly contested battle of the Civil war, fragments of the hosts which faced each other in that conflict gathered gath-ered to renew old acquaintances and to recount the deeds of other days. Here is a story which was told by A. T. Dice, vice-president of the Reading Read-ing railway: Once upon a time there were a veteran vet-eran In gray and a veteran in blue. They came to Gettysburg and in the course of events and visits to hotels they happened to meet. They looked over the sights of Gettysburg and the monuments of the field. But they found they must part. The camp is full of unexpected meetings. Every day brings forth numerous nu-merous meetings between men who have not seen one another for many years. Many are commonplace, but some are extraordinary. For instance, in-stance, here is one: I. D. Munsee of Erie county, Pennsylvania, Penn-sylvania, a soldier in the 111th Pennsylvania, Penn-sylvania, was captured by the confederates con-federates at Peachtree Creek, Ga., when he was one of Sherman's army on the celebrated march to the sea. He was being conveyed to the rear by a confederate soldier when- the union batteries opened fire upon the party among whom he was a prisoner. pris-oner. The man who was guarding Munsee was hit and fell, knocking Munsee down and lying on top of him. Seeing his chance of escape, Munsee Mun-see lay very still under the uncon- The one in blue lived in Oregon; the one in gray in New Orleans. They went weeping together to their station sta-tion and passed by train after train, deferring the parting that must come. Just what they said, just how they reached the final grand idea of the meeting, Mr. Dice did not know. But, however, yesterday they finally decided that the time for parting had come. The one from Oregon could not figure how to reach home via New Orleans and his gray comrade, while willing to see the west, didn't have the money for a ticket. - They lined upon on the platform as their trains stood waiting and then before the crowd, they slowly stripped off their uniforms and exchanged them there while the curious flocked to see them. The Oregonlan who came proudly to town with a coat of blue, went as proudly away with one of gray and the veteran from Louisiana who boasted boast-ed the gray of the south sat with swelling chest in his new uniform of blue. James H. Lansberry of St. Louis, Mo., who enlisted in the Third Indiana cavalry from Madison, Ind., recited to his comrades the details of his capture cap-ture in the town of Gettysburg by Confederates 50 years ago. Following the skirmish just outside of town which marked the opening of what was to be a world-famed engagement, he had been detailed to assist in carrying car-rying a wounded officer to the old seminary in Gettysburg. While In town frantic women flocked about hlm and begged that he tell of the battle. He remained to tell the story, with the result that he had to spend several buiuub cumeueiaie wiuie lue Daiue raged around them. That night he slipped from under the body and escaped es-caped to the union lines. "I thought that fellow was dead," said Munsee, "but I saw him today. Poof fellow, his mind's bad, and he didn't recognize me, but I was sure of him. I couldn't even get his name, but I'm goin over later to the Georgia camp and try to find out who he is." One of the most Interesting places in camp was the lost and found bureau, bu-reau, located under the benches In the big tent. Everything found on the grounds was brought there and thousands thou-sands applied every day for missing articles. There were at least 100 crutches piled up in the'bureau, dozen or so applicants ap-plicants having called for them. Those who come to redeem their lost crutches seldom can recognize them and most of them go away with somebody some-body else's. - There was one wooden leg also lying ly-ing unclaimed. It was brought In by a Boy Scout, who had found it under a tree. Several sets of false teeth were found. A grandson of Francis Scott Key, composer of "The Star-Spangled Banner," Ban-ner," is here. He is John Francis Key, aged eighty-two, of Pikeville, Md., and he is a veteran of the Second Maryland Mary-land infantry of the confederate army. Wearing a suit of gray, Key came into town, weak and almost dropping. He has been in failing health, but declared de-clared he was "going to see Gettysburg Gettys-burg on this occasion or die." One of the oldest veterans in the i . - .. Union veterans in the house, three ir number, are all Democrats, and sij i veterans of the Confederate army alsc ! sit on that side. In the senate, however, how-ever, there are six Confederate veterans veter-ans on the Democratic side and sij Union veterans .on the Republican side As indicating the passage of time, it today in congress more veterans ol the Spanish-American war than of th Civil war. Nineteen members of the Benate are veterans of the war wltfc Spin. One member of the house, whe has not seen war service at all, served five years in the signal corps of th army as a private, and Delegati Quezon of the Philippines was a stafl officer under Aguinaldo during th Philippine rebellion. My heart beats -faster tonight, said Gen. Daniel E. Sickles. The throng ing hordes who have motored and walked and trolleyed to my camp to day have swept their hats off and hailed hail-ed it as "Sickles Day." And so I have always regarded July 2. It wae on this day a half century ago that God gave me strength tt serve my country and my maker bet ter than I ever had been able to serv them before. It was upon this day in '63 that lost my leg and did my little part b the mercy of God to preserve th Union. July 2, 1863, broke hot and clear Just as in the early hours today a iuoi ten sun poured out of a sky but ! trifle overclouded. I had retired shortly after midnight the previoui evening and slept the quiet, dreamiest sleep that is generally attribute t( babes. days in following the Confederate army as a prisoner. After tramping B0 miles over rough country without shoes he succeeded in escaping and finally made his way back to Gettysburg, Gettys-burg, where he remained till August in assisting in the care of the wounded, wound-ed, which were housed In the semin-nary, semin-nary, churches, barns and public buildings. build-ings. Harry K. Thaw has come to the financial rescue of Gen. Daniel E. Sickles from his cell in Matteawan. He sent a letter to Chairman Schoon-maker, Schoon-maker, having charge of the celebration celebra-tion of the fiftieth anniversary o fthe battle of Gettysburg, In which $1,000 In cash was inclosed. In the letter Thaw wrote hat he felt the deepest sympathy for General Sickles because I of the misfortunes that had come to him In his old ag. . This sympathy the writer declare, was heightened by the fact that Thaw had two uncles to the Union arm; big camp is Captain W. H. Fleig of Houston, Texas, who was ninety years of age on his last birthday, February 2-3. During the war he served with distinction in the marine department of the confederate navy. Captain Fleig is one of the best preserved men in camp and is more active than many of the other veterans a score of years less advanced. - Wearing a tattered uniform of gray, Alexander Hunt of Virginia was the central point of interest on the streets of the town. Mr. Hunter w-as wearing the identical suit and hat which he wore at Gettysburg fifty years ago. The suit was in rags and has a bullet hole through one. of the sleeves. He carried all his accoutrements used at Gettysburg and wore a union belt taken from a foe here. Mr. Hunter wag a member ol th Black Horse oav-alry. Last night I enjoyed just the sami kind of sleep. But that is to be ex pected of a young fellow who at nine ty-three Is still able to read without his glasses, eh? Many men who came today t( shake my hand told me they were to busy to do so 50 years ago thattheii whole hearts and minds wvn wrapped up in Hie conflict to come. "I hid in a barn when I discovered that Confederates had arrived in town but I left It when It was peppered bj Infantry fire and concealed myself al the mouth of an alley," said Lansber ry. "While I remained In the alley two of my comrades attempted to darl across the street to another alley with a hope of escaping from town. They got to the middle of the street when guns of Confederates stationed at street intersections cracked and they fell In a heap. I was soon feuoxj and disarmed." |