September 9 — Last night we slept in a straw stack. To-day we moved about half a mile from where we straw-stacked it last night. At about three o’clock this afternoon the cavalry reported that the Yanks were advancing, so we put our guns in position in the road and were ready to give our United States welcomers an explosive reception. If the Yanks advanced to-day they did it in some other direction, as they did not make their appearance on the road we are on.
Three Years in the Confederate Horse Artillery — George Michael Neese.
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