The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1906-08-16

"God bless MI1neapolis,' exclaimed
the veterans, as they crowded around
the booths where the members Of the
Women 8 Relief corps were serving re-
fresshments to every man wearing an
army badge or button.
''1 was clean tuckered out when I
dropped down here, - said a little man
from Missouri. IT didn t know whether
was going to be able to march in the
parade Or not, but since you we been
SO Christian kind. by George, I'll do
now" and he beamed on the woman
who was pinning sweet pea in his
buttonhole.
There were coffee, buttermilk and
bread and butter for the veterans with
out stint. Every man had as much as
he could eat and when the men under
stood that the supply was practically
endless they acted accordingly. It was
the first time that such thing has been
attempted at any encampment. But
termilk and coffee have been served be-
fore, but never have the men been
given nourishing bread and butter with
their drink.
From Tenth street to Seventh and
from Sixth avenue to Eighth was one
vast restaurant at which 5000 men
decorations Of red, white and blue,
their flowers and, most important Of all,
the white-garbed women, were every
where offering their trays, piled high
with bread and butter or filed with
cups Of buttermtlk and coffee.
Wanted to Pay, but Couldn't.
GLOW much is its" eagerly asked an
"Not a CENT? respe2pdssd the s, gmil-
apoHs and the Relief corps:;'' :,
.Wen, I swami exclaimed 4lnSS the
esenp d and f. su!h9 % B
Come here. It's free!"
More than one old soldier wanted
to pay for what he had had and let
the money 20 to the CORPS relief work.
Others tried to insist on tipping the
waitress, while more left badges as
tokens Of their appreciation, until the
women had their waists covered with
the gay satin ribbons.
"Here, take this" man from
North Dakota pulled the sheaf Of
wheat from his buttonhole. "There's
Gods. badge, grille, and it can't be
beat.'
Fire Engine as a Coffee Pot.
Down on Sixth avenue and Eighth.
street Hosea Tuttle and his five assist
ants were making coffee, 200 gallons at
a time, and q throng Of people gath
cred about to watch the process.
Mr.. Tuttle and his man began their
preparations by o'clock this morn
ing when engine No. s, from Sixth
avenue and Third street, was given
such cleaning as it never had before.
it was declared ready to boil water
for the coffee. Four big barrels were
fitted with sacks, each holding twelve
and one-half pounds Of pulverized cot
fee, thru which a spray nozzle sent
the water. The coffee was distributed
by Assistant Fire Chief Hanley, who
drove about with dray laden with
milk cans and wash boilers. It was good
coffee, clear and strong, and the vet
Grams proved that they appreciated 1t
by drinking cup after cup.
The largest crowd was on the lawn
Of the Kelley institute, Tenth and
Park. where the Daughters of Veterans
and Schaefer w. R. G. took care of the
Minnesota veterans. More than 5000
men had bread and butter there and
table after table was, covered with
tempting slices. Not one Of the hun
cry crowd who stood around asked for
to secure anything, everybody realizing
that the food was for the veterans, and
other people stood aside.
A Blossom for Every Buttonhole.
Women with baskets of garden flow
ers slipped among the waiting soldiers
and pinned blossom in every button
hole. Patriotic people thru the city had
learned Of the plan and sent generous
floral contributions to the different
booths, so there was no lack Of flow
ers. Men and women not connected
with any patriotic organization offered
their services, so there was no lack Of
walters.
The men Of Illinois, Wisconsin and
Pennsylvania were the only ones who
did not. partake Of the luncheon, but
as they marched away as soon as the
parade was formed, there was no time
to offer them refreshments. None of
the booths had planned to begin to
serve until 1890 O'Clock, but the vet
Grams were there at 10 and SO was the
food, and as the women said, HWhat