The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-07-26
TO MY COMRADES WHO
 FOUGHT AT GETTYSBURG

I Thursday night:
 By C. E. Moore)
 Comrades, we are very glad to greet 1 you home toG=-,
 You have fought the battle over in
 more enlightened way;
 You have met in rare fraternity those you counted as your foe, On the blood stained field of Gettys-
 burg, full fifty years ago.
 You have clasped the hands of men
 well worthy of your steel, Dashing, brave and reckless to their leaders rash appeal;
 You have walked the field as friends where as enemies you trod, Each relying on his prowess, each one trusting in his God. hatred swept aside, Engendered by the scourge of battle, where friends and foemen died. Although of one large family once divided by ideas, You met, heart to heart together, met with heart ttrobs and with cheers. What sight for other nations of the
 world, to have in mind; 1 What a wealth of stronger faith in the good of hInankind; How our comrades gone before from celestial home above, Softly breathe a benedietion on the 1 scene, Faith, Hope and Love. But I will not runinate on that which might arise,
 To harrow up the feelings, and to | cause you much surprise; But will tell of what at Gettysburg, impressed me most of all,
 Now, without fear or favor, some
 great truths, I will recall. | - I.-. - f Of course we left the depot just a | very little late, | Went sliding down the railroad, which | is censoFPd bX the state. 1 With laughter, joke and singing, the
 minutes glibIy fly. We grasp our seats in terror, when a
 crossover draws nigh.
 New York city safely reached we are
 served with food end drink,
 Comrade Phillips serves cold tea-this
 was free of charge, think.
 Then we took the taxicabs and swiftly
 sped away,
 To the Pennsylvania station, which Is
 just across the bay
 Now when leaving Jersey City we
 sweltered with the heat Some felt their shoes a burden, so re- T moved them from their feet ! Fargo tired out, fell to sleeping, and awakened feeling well, Then quickly called: Hast Bridgeport knew 1t by the smell. When we hit Philadelphia comrade Porter said in style: ! Boys, I'll sterilize these rations, if
 you think 1t worth the while. But all agreed with one accord. the
 rations they would try, 2 Saying, we will tell the world, if by ;. them, we chance to die.  :. At seven, due at Gettysburg, the pro- ,. gram can't be wrong,
 Our glee club choose selections and
 pass the time in song. But when we saw our journey draw near the midnight hour,
 Some words not found in Webster s. . were emphasized with power. . By seven o'clock next morning. well
 tented and well fed,
 Some boast an acheing stomach-oth-
 CTS raved with acheing head.
 All came around as usual when Phil
 lips served more tea; They cheer and greet their old foe, k just as chipper as can be. Says I: Boys. now let's migfate. for
 the hour is nearly ten. . So we started off together to explore
 the Devils Den.
 How the Devil he could live there, is | /, As the heat among the bouIders made
 burden of my dress.
 Comrade Glenn said. by the hel<ey. T come with me upon the trail, Where sorter fooled the Johnnies.
 caught a rooster by the tail. [. Just as they had fired the barn, that : : had held my feathered pet, lI skeedaddled back to camp, sir
 seems like I was running yet. - visited the round tops, likewise the 2 bloody angle. . visited the wheat field where the = lines met in a tangle; D called at Lees Headquarters, and . tried to make it seem . That was back full fifty years-I was ], but in dream.
 Meeting Nen. I said. well conrade. ;, this Is surely awful hot. t Keep cool, Charley Russ just told me \ he had seen the man he shot . Saw him plainly as though living, 2 tried to whisper, winked his eye; ,. Acted just as though he wanted : Bridgeport elixir on the sly. :. Billy Barnum on his honor, filled with malice and intent, ,. Swore that those artillery pieces bore ]. inscriptions round the vent. |, As our Quartermaster seeley says, the al statement made is true, : finally shall believe 1t, and so. like }, wise, must you. : Comrade Thorpe surprised us all, be- = ing dressed in suit of gray, !. Claimed to have served with Pickett |. on that dread, eventful day ] He backed his bold assertion with a |. most angelic smile.
 Says Sam, charged the Union line, 7. but missed it by mile. : Such gathering as that was, to me
 seems quite complete: ;. It takes me by the tender hair and l. lifts me off my feet. | There is one thing you will realize
 wherever you may roam