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

June 9 — The Yankee cavalry disappeared from our front yesterday and it seems they have gone in force on an extensive raid toward the Blue Ridge. I suppose they are trying to nose around to our rear and go into the railroad-destroying business, or perhaps they intend to perpetrate some other devilment that would be more damaging to Dixie than railroad cutting. But whatever they intend to do they had better do quickly, for General Hampton with a good force of cavalry is after the raiders in hot pursuit, and when he strikes a warm trail there is generally some blood left in the track and some game bagged. This morning at daylight we left camp on a forced march westward, to aid the Yankee raiders in finding something. We marched out on the Brook turnpike to the Yellow Tavern; there we took the Telegraph road and moved on it to within about two miles of Hanover Junction; then we left the Telegraph road and marched in the direction of Louisa Court House. Early in the day we forded the Chickahominy and South Anna, both crossed by the Telegraph road. After we struck out in the direction of Louisa Court House we crossed the head of Deep River and struck the Central Railroad at Hewletts just at sunset; we halted there and fed our horses, after which we renewed our march up the railroad and marched to Beaver Dam Station, where we arrived little before midnight and camped. We had a little shower of rain to march by just after dark this evening.