Monthly Archives: December 2016

We loped out of Burkittsville and headed north on the Burkittsville Road.  Slowing down after about half a mile to give the horses a breather, we passed a white-washed church on the left side of the road.  I turned to … Continue reading →

I was totally shocked with the information the supply wagon driver provided.  I looked at Al, and he seemed as surprised as I was. I continued my interrogation with, “Do ya know when the Union cavalry was gonna be in … Continue reading →

  I reached the head of Mosby’s column and rode past it until I reached the back of Sergeant Billings’ reserve contingent.  I stopped and followed them for a while. After a few minutes, I turned to Pvt. Milton and … Continue reading →

  When we turned to go back to Burkittsville, Greenley’s men arrived at the eastern part of the gap. I halted them and said, “Tha Yanks have been repulsed and won’t be bothering us anymore.” The First Sergeant asked, “What … Continue reading →

  Mosby turned to one of his courtiers and ordered, “Go, see what’s happening and report to me.” The courtier saluted and ran out the door of the church. Mosby turned to me and said, “Y’all saddle up and get … Continue reading →

  Al and I were able to scrounge up some hay for our cayuses and a biscuit or two for ourselves from the quartermaster, which was unusual. Ordinarily, he didn’t have any supplies for us, and we had to forage … Continue reading →