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like a deer, never touching a rail or slacking his gait, and sped on with the swiftness of the wind until Moorefield was reached.
I glanced back to see what had become of my pursuers, but they never got over the fence.
In a few minutes, on the southern side of the town, a number of our command had collected, determined to hold the Yankees in check; but they never came in any force farther than our camp.
I lost my saddle and bridle, and a small ham of meat that I had kept as a reserve when nothing else could be had.
This completes the story of the burning of Chambersburg, and is written entirely from personal recollection.
Others may have seen it differently, but I have given the truth as I saw it. Nothing, so far as I know, has been written by a Confederate on the subject, and yet it was one of the most daring and reckless undertakings of the war.
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