Following the American Civil War Sesquicentennial with day by day writings of the time, currently 1863.

Post image for Three Years in the Confederate Horse Artillery — George Michael Neese.

Three Years in the Confederate Horse Artillery — George Michael Neese.

July 2, 2013

Three Years in the Confederate Horse Artillery — George Michael Neese.

July 2 — Renewed our march this morning and moved toward Chambersburg, Penn. Early this morning we crossed the State line and passed into Franklin County, Pennsylvania.

The country south of Greencastle is pretty, the land fertile and well cultivated, and the barns look like churches. We passed through Greencastle, which is a beautiful clean town of about three thousand inhabitants, situated on the Chambersburg and Hagerstown Railroad, and in a rich and fertile country. The streets are wide and straight, the houses nearly all built of brick, and kept in good condition. I saw some beautiful, rosy-cheeked, bonny lassies on the street in Greencastle, but they looked as sour as a crab apple, frowns an inch wide and warranted pure vinegar playing over their lovely faces, like the shadow of a cloud that flits across the blushes of an opening rose. I wonder what made them look so frownful. We did not come here to harm nor molest the charming creatures, but we may hurt some of their relations if they get after us with guns.

The country between Greencastle and Chambersburg is a little rolling and rough. Chambersburg, the county seat of Franklin County, is situated in a beautiful country. The land around the town is under a state of careful and good cultivation. The little city contains about seven thousand inhabitants, and the buildings are nearly all brick. The Franklin House is a large and spacious hotel, built of brick, three stories high. The streets are wide, straight, and level, with good solid brick pavements on each side. Camped this evening on the Baltimore pike a mile from Chambersburg.

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