In the North they had nicknamed it "The Valley of Humiliation," but Jackson was gone, and Milroy, whom he had defeated once, was there again, holding and ruling the little city of Winchester.
Harry's blood grew hot, because he, too, as Jackson had, loved Winchester.

He did not know what was in Lee's mind, but he hoped that a blow would be struck at Milroy before they began the great invasion of the North.
Culpeper was a tiny place, a court house and not much more, but now its eager and joyous citizens welcomed a great army.

Although Hill and his corps were yet back watching Hooker, fifty thousand veterans were gathered at the village.

Soon they would be seventy thousand or more, and Culpeper rejoiced yet again.

The women and children--the men were but few, gone to the war--were never too tired to seek glimpses of the famous generals, whom they regarded as their champions.