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

March 7 — About three o’clock this afternoon we heard the boom of a cannon in the direction of Bunker’s Hill. Events of a startling character are crowding around the threshold of the near future. Little before sunset we got orders to march out on the Martinsburg road, as the Yankees were advancing on Winchester, and that their advance guard was within five miles of town; but before we proceeded far on the Martinsburg road we learned that Ashby’s Cavalry met and repulsed the enemy’s advance guard and drove it back to Bunker’s Hill. Jackson’s men were out under marching orders, standing in ranks, ready for fight at a moment’s notice. We returned to our camp on the Berryville road after dark. Our tents are folded and on the wagon, consequently we are camping to-night without shelter. The cannon we heard to-day were some of Pendleton’s battery firing at the enemy down on the Martinsburg road.