…Those reports were not as disturbing to Jackson as they might have been. A wonderful distraction gripped his mind: his beloved Anna was due to arrive in Winchester at any time. For weeks she had been begging to join her husband.
When he seemed agreeable in mid-November, Anna packed quickly for the trip. She refused to wait for the aide Jackson had promised to send as an escort. Friends accompanied her to Richmond; “a kind-hearted but absent-minded old clergyman” traveled with her the rest of the way—even though he managed to lose Anna’s trunk in the process.