. . . I am beginning to look for my darling and my baby. I
shouldn't be surprised to hear at any time that they were coming, and I tell
you there would be one delighted man. Last night I dreamed that my little wife
and I were on opposite sides of a room, in the centre of which was a table, and
the little baby started from her mother, making her way along under the table,
and finally reached her father. And what do you think she did when she arrived
at her destination? She just climbed up on her father and kissed him! And don't
you think he was a happy man? But when he awoke he found it all a delusion. I
am glad to hear that she enjoys out-doors, and grows, and coos, and laughs. How
I would love to see her sweet ways! That her little chubby hands have lost
their resemblance to mine is not regretted by me. . . . Should I write to you to have any more
pantaloons made for me, please do not have much gold braid about them. I became
so ashamed of the broad gilt band that was on the cap you sent as to induce me
to take it off. I like simplicity.
SOURCE: Mary Anna Jackson, Life and Letters of
General Thomas J. Jackson (Stonewall Jackson), p. 421-2
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