They saw a young man in the uniform of a Confederate lieutenant, and assuming he was another reenactor, they waved at him and gave him a friendly nod.

The young man's response was surprising. He ordered them to halt and demanded that they give a proper salute, since he was a superior officer.

One of the reenactors was offended. "Who does he think he is?" he asked. "We ain't on the set yet."

The lieutenant got angry. He didn't seem to know what they were talking about. He said their insolence would not be tolerated, but nothing could be done at the moment because a Yankee attack was imminent. Then he shouted, "Attention! About-face!" with such force and conviction that the nine men lined up and did exactly what he had ordered.

They waited for the next order. But it never came. And when they turned around, they found that the arrogant young lieutenant had vanished.

They searched around and never found any trace of him. They never found him among the other reenactors on the film set, either.

The reenactors finally decided that they had met a ghost. "If he wasn't a ghost," one of them laughed, "we'd sure like to hear from him. THat was one good-looking uniform he had on."