A lovely day, and in contrast to the feelings of the whole
population. Last night I became uneasy at Mr. P.'s not coming home from the
Institute till near ten o'clock, so I went out to meet him, taking Johnny
along. After waiting a half hour on the street, he came at last, but with the
alarming tidings that a courier had come in from the West, asking that the
cadets and the Home Guard should be forthwith sent to the assistance of Col.
Jackson1 and Imboden; that 7000 of the enemy were between Jackson
and the Warm Springs. So we were up before day this morning; I with a heavy
heart. The cadets have gone, and the Home Guard from the various parts of the
country. Mr. P. gone too; I feel very desolate. Bro. Eben2 stopped
to dinner; on his way his horse fell with him and hurt him considerably, but he
will try to go on. The whole town is in commotion; no men left in it; even
those over sixty-five have gone. I can't help hoping they may not have to stay
any time or fight a battle.
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1 This was Colonel William L. Jackson, a cousin
of Stonewall Jackson, and a former lieutenant-governor of Virginia. His men
nicknamed him " Mudwall" Jackson, a play upon the sobriquet of his
more famous kinsman. — E. P. A.
2 The Rev. Eben D. Junkin, then pastor of New Providence
church, about sixteen miles from Lexington.
SOURCE: Elizabeth Preston Allan, The Life and
Letters of Margaret Junkin Preston, p. 168-9