June 1 —General Grant is still at his base-changing business and eagerly endeavors to get to Richmond on that line by moving, by the left flank, while at the same time he has hundreds of Union patriots slaughtered by rushing them up without much strategy against General Lee’s breastworks that are always ready, manned, and loaded to give the blue host a shower of fresh warm bullets. We remained in camp, but on the lookout and ready for orders all day.
Three Years in the Confederate Horse Artillery — George Michael Neese.
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