The Netawaka Talk from Netawaka, Kansas • 3

WOMAN SURVIVOR OF BATTLE OF GETTYSBURG BACKACHE IS DISCOURAGING VETERANS Wlf; TIIEPHESIDE1IT V.r. Wilton Delivers Address at Gettysburg Celebration. Fifty years to the hour from tht time when the first shot preceding the battle was fired a reunion meeting of the blue and the gray was held la the big tent The gray cavalry men who fought the skirmishes that led up to the three days' fight pledged them selves In the shadows of th start and stripes to "forget" and their brother! In' blue swore ty the stars and bars that the fight waa over for all time. There were several women from the 'It eoandenr) tn choosing what we than dot War fitted for action, and action never ccaaea. Our Laws the Ordsre of tht Day.

I have been chosen the leader of the Nation. I cannot justify the choice by any qualities of my own, but so It has come about, and here I stand. Whom do I command? The ghostly hosts" woo fought these battlefields long ago and are gone? These gallant gentlemen stricken in years whose fighting days are over, their glory won? What are the orders foi them, who rallies them? I have In my mind another host, whom these set free of civil strife tn order that they might work out In days of peace and settled order the life of a great nation, That host is the people themselves, tbo great and the small, without class or difference of kind or race or origin; and undivided In inter est, If we have but the vision to guide and direct them and order their lives aright In what we do. Our constitutions are their articles of enlistment. The orders of the day are tho awa upon our statute bookB.

What strive for Is their freedom, their right to lift themselves from day to day and behold the things they have hoped for, and so make way for still better days for those yhom they love who are to come after them. The recruits are the little children crowding In. The quartermaster's stores are In the mines and forests and fields, In the shops and factories. Every day something must be done to push the campaign forward; and It must be done by plan and with an eye to some great destiny. How shall we hold such thoughts In our hearts and not be moved? I would not have you live even today wholly in the past, but would wish to stand with you in the light ttfajt streams upon us now out of that great day gone by.

Here Is the nation God has builded by our hands. What shall we do with it? Who stands ready to act again and always in the spirit of this day of reunion and hope KisA tin" 111 A -'fflV til yv I iL 3 That woman played a prominent Civil war that was fought just fifty years ago, is apt to be forgotten until a mute reminder such as is seen in the photograph is brought to our attention. Fifty years back is a long time to remember, yet here one of those who fought under the stars and bars, of the women nurses and one of the few was the comrade In arms of the grizzled old veteran. SIDELIGHTS Backache tnakea life a burden. Head achea, dlajiy pens ana ais treating vrl nary disorders are a constant trial Take warning! 8ua pact kidney trouble.

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Y. W. N. KANSAS CITY, NO. 28-1913.

GENEROUS AT SMALL COST Philanthropist's Right to Have Hla Name on List of Those Who Go About Doing Good. At a banquet at San Francisco re cently William F. McCombs told of a conversation in a club In which sev eral philanthropic personages were mentioned and lauded to the skies. The conversation had gone to some length, Mr. McCombs said, when a man who was sitting in a corner arose with a merry smile flitting over his features and broke into the gabf est "Your philanthropists are all right," he remarked, "but I think it is only just that my next-door neighbor should be included in the kindly disposed bunch." "We are willing to add him to the list," responded one ot the others, "but is he really so generously inclined?" "Well, I should say that he 1b," was the emphatic declaration of the first.

"Dozens of tramps hammer at his back door and I bave never known him to send one away empty-handed." "You don't mean It?" returned the second a trifle Incredulously. "That's right," rejoined the first; "he always gives them a letter of introduction to me." Plans to Live at Savage. To prove that the people of the twentieth century need not be slaves to civilized convention, Joseph Knowles, a Boston painter of outdoor life, plana to plunge Into the wilderness ot northern Maine this month without food, matches, fire-, arms or ammunition. He promises to stay there until Oc tober 1, to subsist on fish, game, berries and wild vegetables and to come out fully clothed. He will live 60 or 60 miles away from any settlement, and will accept no help from the out side world.

Knowles will make his own fire by friction; will build a log cabin from material he findB in the woods, and will make traps out of what he dis covers In the practically unexplored northern part of the Pine Tree state. Recipe for Making Jokes. There is nothing any easier than writing jokes. Simply jot down your ideas for the jokes, say two or three hundred, on a slip of paper; then seat yourself before a typewriter. Feed blank paper into the typewriter and Inject the ideas through your finger tips into the keys.

Continue to do this until all of the ideas on the slip are exhausted, then gather up the jokes, which have piled themselves into a heap on the opposite side of the typewriter, send them to editors and receive your checks. A couple of hours a day spent In this manner should bring you in revenue enough to support a wife and nine children, run a six-cylinder touring car and buy bonbons for a soul-mate. Try it CUBS' FOOD They Thrive on Grae-Nuta, Healthy babies don't cry and the well-nourished baby that is fed on Grape-Nuts is never a crying baby. Many babies who cannot take any other food relish the perfect food, Grape-Nuts, and get well. "My baby was given up by three doctors who said that the condensed milk on which I had fed her had ruined the child's stomach.

One of the doctors told me that, the only thing to do would be to try Grape-Nuts, so I got some and prepared it at follows: I soaked Vi tablespoonfult in one pint of cold water for halt an hour, then I strained off the liquid and mixed 12 teaspoonfuls ot this strained Grape-Nuts juice with six teaspoonfuls of rich milk, put in a pinch of salt and a little sugar, warmed it and gave it to baby every two hours. "In this simple', easy way I saved baby's life and have built her up to a strong, healthy child, rosy and laughing. The food must certainly be perfect to have such a wonderful effect as this. I can truthfully say I think It is the best food in, the world to raise delicate babies on and is also a delicious healthful food for grown-ups as we have discovered In our family." Grape-Nuts Is equally valuable to the strong, healthy man or woman. It stands for the true theory of health.

"There's a reason," and it is explained In the little book, "The Road to Well- All fiver read li above Irtterf A a aaaeara from tie to tlmo. The re Bfeaalaa, trae, aa full ef kwutk laurcat. village In the tent and six one-time schoolgirls, gray-haired and aged now, sang "Rally 'Round the Flag, Boys," while the veterans wept like boys, but with pride. The six women who- sang the battle song were among those who thronged the streets ot Gettysburg after the advance guard of the south ern army left it 60 years ago. On the night when Buford's men came riding Into the village on the heels of Wheeler's men In gray, maidens strewed flowers along the streets and bells the churches pealed out the news of the coming of the blue and the town went wild.

Of all the scores of girls who wel comed the vanguard of Meade, only a half dozen could be found, and they stood, white-haired with tears in their eyes on a platform in the big tent and sang to the weeping soldiers in the seats below. "I'm afraid we can't sing like we sang 60 years ago," said the ma tronly woman who acted as leader as she led the way up the steps to tho plp.tform. "We don't care; Juet sing ngaln," Shouted the veterans. As the first notes of the war-time melody came fr'om them in quavering tones, the veterans both of the north and of the south sat quiet with eyes fixed upon the singers. The hum of the chorus came from every side, and the old men wept openly.

Aside from the old soidlers them selves, an Interesting figure is Mrs. LongBtreet, widow of the commander at the front of the Confederate lines in the third day's battle. Mrs. Long- street walked a mile through the broiling sun out to the old Rogers house to Interview General Sickles. Some time ago Mrs.

LongBtreet sent a long telegram as representing the southern veterans in protest against the old Union veteran being thrown In jail In New York because of some financial affairs. It was said that Sickles misunderstood the spirit and his pride was so hurt that their meeting today would not be cordial. "General, I have written an article about you for publication," said Mrs. Longstreet at the meeting, and she read several pages of the highest trib ute to the old corps leader, whom she characterized as having come back and being once again in the saddle. Half a hundred old Sickles' men gathered on the lawn and the reading became dramatic.

General Sickles leaned back In hla big chair, closed his eyes, and looked back (o meeting with Longstreet Here his widow was praising to the world the valor which she claimed had gone unrecognized by the government Tears flowed down the Sickles cheeks now tanned by his ninety-third sum mer, and his old followers doffed their- hats and mingled their tears with those of their old leader, wetting the ground upon which long ago had been soaked by their blood. James H. Lansberry of St. Louis, who enlisted in the Third Indiana cavalry from Madison, recited to his comrades the details of his capture in the town of Gettysburg by Confederates 60 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, a wounded officer to the old seminary in Gettysburg.

While in tovui frantic women flocked about hlra and? begged that he tell of the battle. He remained to tell the story, with the result that he had to spend several days In following the Confederate army as a prisoner. After tramping 50 miles over rough country without shoes he succeeded in escaping and finally made hlB way back to Gettysburg, where he remained till August In assisting in the care of the wounded, which were housed in the eemin-nary, churches, barns and public buildings. One of the unadvertised reunions ot the celebration occured In the confederate section of the camp. A fife and drum corps of men In blue tramped up and down the streets of the confederate part of the city of tents.

They stopped before the tents, played 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 waya showed their feelings of friendship. They, kept it up for hours and visited nractically every "reb" tent. Their reception was as warm as their greeting. One of the most interesting plaoes In camp was the lost and found bureau, located under the benches In the big tent Everything found on the erounds was brought there and thou sands applied every day for missing articles. There were, 'at least 100 crutches piled up in the bureau, dozen or so ap-Dlicants having called for them.

Those vihn enmn to redeem their lost crutches soldom can recognize them and most of them go away with some body else s. JThnre was one wooden leg also ly- Ink unclaimed. It was brought in by a-Boy Scout, who had found it under a tree. Several sets ot false teeth were found. DRAWS LESSON PROM BATTLE Declares Great Army of the People Muit Fight Peacefully to Porfoct the Nation All Love.

Oettyiburg, July 4. National day In tho aeml-oentennial celebration of the Battle of Gettysburg was made especially notable by an address dc- lirered by President Woodrow Wilson. In his audience were many thousands ot the veterans who fought In the treat battle, aa well as a great throng of other visitors. The president's address followe: Friends and Fellow Citizens: I need not tell you what the battle of Gettysburg meant These gallant men in blue and gray sit all about us here. Many of them met here upon this ground In grim and deadly struggle.

Upon these famous fields and hillsides their comrades died about 'them. In their presence it were an impertinence to discourse upon how the battle went, how it ended, what it signified! But 60 years have gone by since then and I crave the privilege of speaking to you for a few minutes of what those 60 years have meant What have they meant They have meant peace and union and vigor, and the maturity and might of a great nation. How wholesome and healing the peace has been! We have found one another again as brothers and comrades in arms, enemies no longer, generous friends rather, our battles long past, the quarrel forgotten except that we shall not forget the splendid valor, the manly devotion of the men then arrayed against one another, now gracing hands and smiling Into each other's eyes. How complete the union has become and how dear to all of us, how unquestioned, how benign and majestic, as state after state has been added to this great family of free men! How handsome the vigor, the maturity, the might of the great nation we love with undivided hearts; how full of large and confident promise that a life will be wrought out that will crown Its strength with gracious justice and a happy welfare that will touch all alike with deep contentment! We are debtors to those 60 crowded, years; they have made us heirs to a mighty heritage. Nation Not Finished.

But do we deem the nation complete and finished! These venerable men crowding here to this famous field have set us a great example of devotion and utter sacrifice. They were willing to die that the people might live. But their task is done. Their day is turned Into evening. They look to us to perfect what they established.

Their work is handed on to us, to be done in another way but not In another spirit Our day is not over; It is upon us In full tide. Have affairs paused? Does the nation stand still? Is it what the 60 years have wrought since those days of battle finished, rounded out and completed? Here Is a great people, great with every force that has ever beaten In the life blood of mankind. And it is secure. There is no one within Its borders, there Is no power among the nations of the earth, to make it afraid. But has it yet squared Itself with Its own great standards set up at its birth, when It made that first noble, naive appeal to the moral judgment of mankind to take notice that a government had now at last been established which was to serve men, not masters? It is secure In everything except the satisfaction that its life is right, adjusted to the uttermost to the standards of righteousness and humanity.

The days of sacrifice and cleansing are not closed. We have harder things to do than were done In the heroic days of war, because harder to see dearly, requiring more vision, more calm balance of judgment, a more candid searching of the very springs fright. -1 Tribute to Their Valor. Look around you upon the field of Gettysburg! Picture the array, the Jerce heats and agony of battle, col umn hurled against column, batteryl bellowing to battery! Valor? Yes! Greater no man shall see in war; and self-sacrifice, and loss to the uttermost; the high recklessness of exalted devotion which does not count the cost. We are made by these tragic, eplo things to know what it costs to make a nation the blood and sacrifice of multitudes of unknown men lifted to a great stature in the view of all generations by knowing no limit to their manly willingness to serve.

In armies thus marshaled from the ranks of free men you will see, as it were, a nation embattled, the leaders and the led, and may know, If you will, how little except in form its action differs in days of peace from its action in days of war. May we break camp now and be at ease? Are the forces that fight for the Nation dispersed, disbanded, gone to their homes forgetful of the common cause? Are our forces disorganized, without constituted leaders and the might ot men consciously united we contend, not with armies, but with principalities powers and wickedness In high places. Are we content to lie still? Does our union mean sympathy, our peace contentment, our vigor right action, our ma turity eU-comprehemion and clear tand patriotic fervor? The day of our country's life has but broadened into morning. Do not put uniforms by. Put the harness of the present on.

Lift your eyes to the great tracts of life yet to be conquered the interest of righteous peace, of that prosperity which lies in a people's hearts and outlasts all wars and errors of men. Come, let us be comrades and' soldiers yet to serve our fellow men In quiet counsel, where the blare of trumpets is neither heard nor heeded and where the things are done which make blessed the nations of the world In peace and righteousness and love. LOOK TO RUSSIAN OIL FIELDS Are Certain to Play in Important Part In Furnishing Power for Battleships. discussing the fact that the use of oil instead of coal as fuel in the English navy Is. under consideration it is time Russia should pay serious attention to this question.

If England Is replacing Its own cheap coal by the more expensive foreign product there must be important advantages on the side of naphtha, and in the future Russian fleet the part to be played by this fuel will be a most Important one, the Novoe Vremya says. Many mills and factories have gone over to naphtha as fuel and the consumption Is increasing every year. Russia owns Immense oil fields and It could be the chief supplier of the world. The need of organization in the business Is recognized by the government and a number of special meetings have been held for discussing the subject. New conditions have been laid down for the exploitation oi government territories, and the regulations for investigations have been changed.

Some territories known aa being rich in oil have been closed to private enterprise, such as the Apsheron peninsula, near Baku, and various islands of the Caspian sea, as well as some territories In the Transcas-plan Ural and Gerghana districts, and others in the north of Russia and Si beria, amounting to millions of acres. The reason for this action is the wish to preserve these districts from exhaustion. Another question concerns the mat ter of investigation. It is quite necessary that the right of investigation be granted on a large scale, and not only for comparatively small lots of ground, where the Investigation might not pay. The government is aware of this fact and, according to the new regulations the plots of ground allotted for investigation are to be increased tenfold.

The most advisable system Is tc grant concessions that would induce capitalists to place' their money In such undertakings. Under the new regulations regarding the Investigation of naphtha districts, the government proposes to publish geological de scrlptlons ot the various districts. Ready Wit Saved Situation. A very laughable Incident once curred In the house of commons. An Irish member having risen was assailed by loud cries of "Spoke! Spoke!" meaning that having spoken once already he had no right to' da so a second time.

He had evidently a Becond speech struggling in bis breast for an introduction into the world, when seeing after remaining for some time on his legs, that there was not the slightest chance of being suffered to deliver a sentence of it, he observed with imperturbable grav ity and in rich Tlpperary brogue: "If the honorable glntlemln suppose that I was going to spake again they are quite mistaken. I merely rose for the purpose of saying that I had nothing more to say on the subject" The house was convulsed with laughter for a few seconds afterward at the read wit of the Hibernian P. part in the greatest battle of the five decades ago, is greeting one remaining ones whose husband A striking contrast is seen In the menu provided for the soldiers fifty years ago and what they enjoyed this year: 1863 Breakfast Hardtack, bacon, beans and coffee. Dinner Bacon, beane, 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 coffee. 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. Chief Clerk George O. Thorne of the state department at Harrieburg told of the call made by a Union veteran early on the morning of the fiftieth anniversary of the start ot the battle, who related that bis conscience troubled him because of the fact that on that fateful morning many years ago he had succumbed to temptation and stolen a quantity of onionsfrom the Thorne garden, which was located near the historic Seminary ridge.

He told Thorne that he desired, at this late day to pay forv the onions and thus relieve his conscience. Needless to say, his offer of money was refused, but the Thornes would like to learn the identity of the soldiers who upset eight beehives in the dead of night and appropriated all the honey they contained. 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 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.

and John Carson of Burlington, N. C. They met by the merest chance, The Jersey Carson was walking along one ot the streets, and saw a man In gray. Just to be friendly, the Jersey man stopped him and gave him a greeting. It was not until they had talked for several minutes that they discovered their names were identical, as well as the names of their towns.

A grandson of Francis Scott Key, composer of "The Star-Spangled Ban ner," Is here. He is John Francis Key, aged- eighty-two, of Plkevllle, and he is a veteran of the Second Mary land infantry ot the confederate army, Wearing a suit of gray, Key came imo town, weaK ana aimosi dropping He has been in falling health, but de clared he was "going to see Gettys burg on this occasion or die." One of the oldest veterans in the big camp is Captain W. H. Flelg of HouBton, Texasj who was ninety years of age on his last birthday, February 23. During the war he served with distinction in the marine department of the confederate navy.

Captain Flelg is one ot the best preserved men in camp and is more active than many of the other veterans a score of years less advanced. nil OF The great reunion of the blue and the gray on the battlefield of Gettysburg has passed into history. It was in all respects the most unique gath ering of the soldiers of the 60's ever held. Men who 'fought each other fifty years ago this year fraternized as long-separated brothers. Naturally such a gathering would be productive of many incidents, both pathetic and humorous.

As many stories were floating about as there were veterans at the reunion. The camp is full of unexpected meetings. Every day brings forth numerous meetings between men who have not seen one another for many years. Many are commonplace, but some are extraordinary. For instance, here is one: I.

D. Munsee of Erie county, Pennsylvania, a soldier in the 111th Pennsylvania, was captured by the confederates at Peachtree Creek, 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 Are upon the party among whom he was a prisoner. 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 lay very still under the unconscious confederate while the battle raged around them. That night he slipped from under the body and escaped to the union lines. "I thought that fellow was dead," said Munsee, "but I saw hlmModay. Poor 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." Here is a story which was told by A.

T. Dice, vice-president of the Reading railway: Once upon a time there were a veteran 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 one in blue lived In Oregon; the one in gray In New Orleans. They went weeping together to their station 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 the gray of the south sat with swelling chest la his new uniform of blue..