The county record. [volume] (Kingstree, S.C.) 1885-1975, 1913-07-31
THINGS seen AND
HEARD AT GETTYSBURG
"POOR CONRAD" CONTINUES IN.
TERESTING DESCRIPTION OF
GREAT REUNION.

Editor County Record
Since my return from Gettysburg
| have met many of the readers OF
your valuable paper who said they
were much pleased with my letter
and the description of the camp OF
the Blue and the Gray and all seem
ed glad to hear that it was pleas
ant meeting between those old sur
vivors of the great conflict. have
been much gratifed to hear so many
express themselves so pleasantly.
| brought a few relics from the
battlefeld-a piece of a 12-pound
bombshell. 1t was found upon the
ground that was fought over by
Longstreet's corps near where my
company was engaged. 1t was the
same kind of shot used by guns of
Horry's battalion, to which our COM
pany was attached. | could not rec
ognize the piece as being fired from
our guns, but if the hellish noise and
demoniac sounds could be made by
it now | would recognize that it
came from the Yankee guns. But,
alas. like the heroes that fell on those
three fateful days. it lies still in
death.
Dear readers, much has been said
and written about this great strug-
gle, but its history in full will never
be told. To have a history of that
war in one book would be like the
blue-back spelling-book to the high
est college Of education and many
times over. Armies were fighting
somewhere every day in one or
more of the thirteen States. A large
volume could not hold accounts of
what would happen each day. A
book would be newspaper for ev-
cry day, which would be 1,460 books
of large size to give anything like a
full account; but, as l have said be-
fore, let US now cultivate a peace
worthy of a Christian nation and
confess that God is blessing us every
day. Let us thank Him from the
bottom of our hearts, although q
memory of sadness still fingers in
our minds sometimes when we think
of the lost ones who lie buried in un-
known graves North. South, East
and West, and to this day the moul.
dering bones of the Southern volun.
teer are Unexpectedly turned up by
the farmers plow. Many gray-hair'
ed loved ones are still weeping.
can imagine that / see the poor
mother, perhaps a lonely widow, who
gave the only son she had, on hel
knees asking Him Who is not only
the God of storms but also of battle:
and raging seas, to guard and pro
tect her darling, with her last words
"O,where is my boy tonight" Deal
readers, l am not writing this style
of letter because l wish to create
emotion or cause a swelling in oul
throats, but | think to give way t.
such feelings at times is good for US
1t does the writer good showing hin
the reed he leans upon. In Davy
Crockett's life it tells of a hero wht
went to battle on horseback,
''To ham cam the saddle,
All bluidy to see;
To ham cam the steed.
But to ham never cam he.
Well, now,I will tell little more
about the field of Gettysburg ant
some gentlemen | met there, wht
were the jolliest party | ever saw,tt
be entire strangers. The spokesman
was Mr. Rausenberger, ,superintend
ent of the Germantown almshouse
Philadelphia. He gave me couple
of cigars, but not being a smoker,
have given them to the Kingstret
Hardware Co, and they can be seer
in their show window, together witt
a piece of 12.pound bombshell and {