June 30, 1863
Tuesday. We moved out early to within a few miles of Westminster and drew up in line for battle--our advance moved on--and the Reg't supported--met little resistance in taking the City--Took 8 prisoners.
The Regiment halted close to the City--We got some eatables-- The people were ecstatic to see our troops driving out and following up the "Johnies." They did all in their power for us--The Rebs had acted awful meanly--Took everything like hats, boots, shoes, clothing &c--The streets and fence corners were strewn with their discarded old ones. Some of them, yes many, were almost able to join in the march, being so full of lice--We struck Hanover at dark. Found N.C. R. R. badly torn up--We lay on arms in a field for the night--we were well fed, but awfully tired and sleepy--A shower of rain failed to awaken me--I was lying in a furrow, an old furrow. I partially awakened in the night feeling coolish on my lower side--but didn't fully awake. In the morning I discovered that water had run down the furrow--and I had "dam'd" it somewhat and so was pretty wet from below, while my poncho had kept me dry from the top.
July 2, 1863
Thursday. More or less Picket firing all night--We were aroused early, and inspection showed a lot of our horses too lame and used up for good action--So first, our good mounts were formed for moving out, and were soon off--with the Brigade and took Reb. Genl. Steward by surprise on the Deardorf Farm--on right and rear of the army line--where Steward was expected to at least annoy the rear of Genl Mead--But our boys charged him--and after severe fighting dealt him an inglorious defeat and later in the day came in and lay on arms in the rear of Meads right--While our mounted men were paying attention to Genl Steward, we fellows had our horses cared for and were marched down to the right of the main line--to occupy a gap and do Sharpshooting--at long range, with our Carbines--we soon attracted attention, and later an occasional shell fell conspicuously close--but far enough to the rear of us so we suffered no serious harm. Towards noon firing became more general and in almost all directions--and we were ordered to our horses--and joined our returned heroes, and lay in readiness for any emergency--The general battle increaced in energy--and occasional fierceness--and by 2 P.M. the canonading was most terrific and continued til 5 P.M. and was interspersed with musketry--and Charge-yells and everything that goes to making up the indescribable battle of the best men on Earth, seemingly in the Fight to the Finish--At dark, our Cav Brig--2nd Brig 2" Div--was moved to the left--many wounded came in--Taken as a whole from all one can see from one point--it seems as tho our men--The Union Army--is rather overpowered and worsted--Lay on arms to rest-- Little chance to feed and eat.
July 3,1863
Friday. Canonading commenced early--and battle was on again in full intensity at 10 ock we were ordered to the Front and Center, but immediately removed to the right of the Center--had some skirmishing. Pretty lively--Our squadron almost ran into a Rebel Battery with a Brigade of Cavalry maneuvering in the woods. They didn't want to see us, but moved left-ward and we held the woods all P-M.--All seemed rather quiet for several hours--From 1 1/2 til 4 P.M- there was the heaviest canonading I ever have heard--One constant roar with rising and falling inflections--Our Boys opened 54 guns at the same time on the Rebel lines and works from a little conical hill, Cemetary Ridge. We were picketing in the rear and on the right of it--Many shells came our way--some really quite near--But it is wonderful how few really made our acquaintance.
July 4, 1863
Saturday. The great battle closed and quieted with the closing day--Some firing at various points--
Our Regt layed on arms with Pickets out--on the ground where we had put in most of the day--Rather expecting attack momentarily--Rained furiously during the night--We had fed, eaten, and were standing "to horse" when about 6 ock NEWS CAME--"The Rebs are falling back!" and "Our Forces are following them" and our Regt went out towards Hunterstown reconnoitering. We found some confederates who had straggled, or were foraging, not knowing yet what had happened and was taking place--Of course, our Boys took them in--Making a little detour I captured two. Sergt. Major J. T. Richardson and Private Cox 9th Va Cav--disarming them and bringing them in--I guarded them--while the Regt gathered in some others--P.M. Captain Hughes came along and paroled them--and we were ordered to camp near Hanover--where we first lay on arriving near Gettysburg-- Evening awfully muddy and disagreeable--I saw much of the destructiveness of the Johnies today--
July 5, 1863
Sunday. Rained awfully during the night. I got very wet--
Early we took up the march for Chambersburg--Crossing the battlefield--Cemitary Hill--The Great Wheat Field Farm, Seminary ridge--and other places where dead men, horses, smashed artillery, were strewn in utter confusion, the Blue and The Grey mixed--Their bodies so bloated--distorted--discolored on account of decomposition having set in--that they were utterly unrecognizable, save by clothing, or things in their pockets--The scene simply beggars description--Reaching the west side of the Field of Carnage--we virtually charged most of the way for 10 miles--to Cashtown--Frequently in sight of the Rebel rear guard--taking in prisoners--in bunches--We captured some 1,500 wounded men, and 300 stragglers--we went as far as Goodyears Springs,where we rested (?) for the night. (I had to guard a Reb all night.)
July 6, 1863
Monday. Had a good breakfast. Turned my prisoner over to others We took up the march--via Fayeteville for Quincy-- I told Corp. Metz I intended going on--To Chambersburg--To see wife and Baby--and would report in the morning again. He understood and I slipped away--and was soon making time for home--I got a fine "10 oclock piece" at Heintzelmans--on approaching Chambersburg I was assured there were still squads of rebs about town--Near town I was met by town folk inquiring about the battle. I was the first "blue coat" they had seen--and the first to bring direct news of the Enemy's defeat--as communications had been cut. As I struck the edge of town, I was told "The Rebel rear-guard had just left the Diamond." So I ventured out 2nd Street and ventured to strike Main near where Darling and Pussy lodged--and behold They were at the door--had been watching the Reb Rear leaving town--and Oh! The surprise and delight thus to meet after the awful battle they had been listening to for passing days--My horse was very soon stabled. My Cavalry outfit covered with hay--and myself in my citazens clothes--So should any final "rear" come along, I would not be discovered--To attempt to describe my joy and feelings at meeting and greeting my dear little family must prove a failure--We spent the P.M and evening very sweetly and pleasantly, but only we had a few too many inquiring callers.
