I am going to write a letter to my darling pet esposita, who
paid me such a sweet visit, and whose dear face I can still see, though she is
'way down in the Old North State. If my darling were here, I know she would
enjoy General Jones's band, which plays very sweetly. We are still at the same
encampment as when you left, and I have the promise of three more wall tents.
Yesterday Rev. Dr. William Brown visited Munson's Hill, and took a peep at the
Yankees. . . . The Board of Visitors of the Institute met in Richmond, and
decided if the professors did not return they would fill their places,
superintendents and all. Suppose they ask you to go back. Are you going to do
so, or will you let them fill your chair? Colonel Echols returned this morning,
but does not bring, to our finite minds, very good news. General Floyd was only
about thirty miles west of Lewisburg, and General Wise was fifteen miles in
advance of him. General Lee, with four regiments, had gone on to General Wise.
SOURCE: Mary Anna Jackson, Life and Letters of
General Thomas J. Jackson (Stonewall Jackson), p. 184
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