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d his horseartillery, to the little town of Williamsport, about fifteen miles higher up the Potomac, About noon we reached the Potomac opposite Williamsport, forded the river, and drove a squadron ofllage some six miles distant. A mile beyond Williamsport we halted, throwing out our pickets and vid had been fired off by a fair young lady of Williamsport, re-enacting the part of the Maid of Saragoards called by our artillerymen The girl of Williamsport. During the afternoon we drove the enemy bto guard a broad turnpike road leading from Williamsport into the interior of Maryland, along which dvancing upon all the roads leading towards Williamsport. In my opinion the time for our retreat har, which, occupying the high banks opposite Williamsport, was, in case of necessity, to cover our reth a lurid glare from the burning houses of Williamsport, which had been ignited by the enemy's shelad to cover the line along the Potomac from Williamsport to Harper's Ferry, Hampton's brigade being [1 more...]
n compliance with instructions from the Commanding General, Army of Northern Virginia, I proceeded on an expedition into Pennsylvania with a cavalry force of 1800 men and four pieces of horse-artillery, under command of Brig.-Gen. Hampton and Cols. W. H. F. Lee and Jones. This force rendezvoused at Darkesville at 12 o'clock, and marched thence to the vicinity of Hedgesville, where it camped for the night. At daylight next morning (October 10th) I crossed the Potomac at McCoy's (between Williamsport and Hancock) with some little opposition, capturing two or three horses of the enemy's pickets. We were told here by the citizens that a large force had camped the night before at Clear Spring, and were supposed to be en route for Cumberland. We proceeded northward until we reached the turnpike leading from Hagerstown to Hancock (known as the National Road). Here a signal station on the mountain and most of the party, with their flags and apparatus, were surprised and captured, and also