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

November 6 — Last night was very cold, with a little rain. Six of us made a sort of sheltering shed out of rails and covered it with a tarpaulin. About midnight a horse ran over our house and played thunder with the roof. It tore a ruinous rent in the tarpaulin and came very near trampling on some of us. I never saw such crawling out of bed and house before as when the horse came through the roof.


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