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

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

August 20 — On reserve. The second section was relieved this evening by a section of Magreggor’s battery.

August 19 — Second section relieved the first this evening; then we moved our reserve back to the brigade wagons, two miles north of Culpeper Court House.

August 18 — The first section went on outpost picket this evening. I am still off duty, and remained at the reserve post, but I am beginning to feel very much like answering twice to a double feed call.

August 17 — I was sick sure enough to-day, and in bed, or more properly in blanket, and wallowed around on the bosom of Mother Earth all day, with now and then a little grunt thrown in for a cradle song.

August 16 — The second section relieved the first this evening. I am still on the sick list, and feel sickish, bad, and dull; broke-upness is creeping and crawling all over me, the zest and vivacity that render camp life worth living have both gone on a scout and left me dispirited and languid.

August 15 — Late this evening the first section went on outpost duty. I, being on the sick list, remained at the reserve.

August 14 — Moved our reserve post this morning half mile west of Brandy Station.

August 13 — We remained on outpost picket until late this evening, were relieved then by the second section, and we moved back to Brandy Station on reserve. It commenced raining last night at one o’clock and rained very fast until daylight, with just enough thunder and lightning mixed with it to make it interesting.

August 12 — On reserve picket till late this evening, then moved to the outpost and relieved the second section. I wish the Yanks would do something to break up this monotonous picket business.

August 10 — On outpost picket till late this evening, were then relieved by the second section.