Such a blessed deliverance! Mr. P. was all ready to start
out with the scouting party — his horse saddled — to start in an hour, when a
messenger came in with the tidings that J. had had a sharp skirmish with an
advance party of Averill, and on McCausland's coming up with 4 regiments, they
retreated. McCausland is now between us and the enemy. General Jones is coming
on from Salem; so we feel respited.
SOURCE: Elizabeth Preston Allan, The Life and
Letters of Margaret Junkin Preston, p. 182
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