The Union times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1894-1918, 1903-03-13

beautiful lawn grass all parked anG
set with small shade trees, though
! the trees were small and the leave;
80 thin that their shadow looked more
like moonshine than it did like q
South Carolina shade, yet every
available space was thoroughly packed
with people. Still farther to the left
stood the auditorium or as they
called it music hall. 1t was a mas
sive building with one part like a
theater and another for exhibitions OF
the products of the State. 1t was
the largest wooden building that
had ever seen and was so tall that it
looked very dangerous in the heavy
winds they often have out there. /
soon passed all these things, also a
miniature railroad which ran around
the race track, then l went through
another fence, there was no gate but
simply few panels of the fence had
been taken out to make room for
everybody; after getting inside this
fence we were on the race track and
from there could be seen the hun
dreds eff tents all over the fair ground,
they had all of the State tents that
could be spared and great many
had been borrowed from the United
States army. Each State of the
Confederacy had row or more of
tents, though some that we're not
very we'll represented would have
two headquarters in one. There
were large signs at each headquarters
announcing what State or States
were there represented. After pass.
ing many of them, weaving my way
to the center of the grounds, l beheld
the old Palmetto headquarters, which
were near the center of the grounds.
| made my way there as fast as l
could through the surging crowd,
when 1 got there 1 asked to see the
register, but was informed that the
register was not ready for inspection
as all names had to be copied by the
clerk in charge of headquarters be-
fore they would be given to the pub
lie and that the probabilities were the
register would not be ready until noon
the next day, so was at loss to
know what course to pursue to find
any one who nigh. be they, and
while I wee thus p1ndering over my
disappointment there appeared
genial face that somehow seemed
familiar, and quiet though deter
mined expression which seemed to
arouse new thought in my mind,
though l had never seen the man
before, yet he very guilty approached
saying, "are you from South Caro-
lina?" I said yes, from Union
county. He then remarked he was
from the same county, and his name
was Felker. What? l said, this is
not Sam Felker? Yes, he says, this
is me. And to my delight as we'll as
surprise it was Sam Felker, of Cross
Anchor, S. c., an old friend of my
father. After that / felt like 1 was
at home and we proceeded to take
in the different tents, and as he had
already found many from Union and
adjoining counties, we were not long
finding all the Union people who
were on the grounds. Mr.. Felker
was very anxious to find out all he
could from old Cross Keys; said he
had been away Is years; he now
lives in the Choctaw Nation. He
likes his present location fine and is
doing very well; says he has lot of
land leased at much better terms
than owning it in the States. lie in
sisted very much that | should visit
him, which regret l could not do,
he said it would be pleasure to him
to entertain Carolina people.
also met Mr.. Perry Floyd, from
Cross Keys. His family once owned
what was known as Floyd's Mill, on
Tiger river. He is very tall and
lean, with hair very near white. He
has been away from South Carolina
81 years; he now lives in Arkansas.
Some of his old friends remarked
that it was not Mr., or as they all
called him Perry's, intention to live
in Arkansas, but he got water bound
there 81 years ago and has not been
able to get away with his family
since, though they were sure he
/ would yet come to Texas. There
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