It is just as I feared. Gen. T. J. Jackson, supposing his
project to be a profound secret, marched on the 1st instant from Winchester,
intending to surprise a force of the enemy at Romney. But he had not proceeded
half the distance before he found a printed account of his intended expedition
in a Baltimore paper at an inn on the roadside. This was treason of the
blackest dye, and will cost us a thousand men. The enemy, of course, escaped,
and our poor soldiers, frost-bitten and famished, must painfully retrace all
steps of this fruitless march.
SOURCE: John Beauchamp Jones, A Rebel War Clerk's
Diary at the Confederate States Capital, Volume 1, p. 103
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