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Delahunt who was to have full charge of it from that time. Oh, I remember all that well enough! and I meant most earnestly to carry out his wishes, but " "Go on, Mrs. Quintard, pray go on. What happened? Why couldn't you do what he asked?" "Because the will was gone when I went to take it out. There was nothing to show Mr. Delahunt but the empty shelf." "Oh, a theft! just a common theft!
Quintard. I am in difficulty. I need assistance secret assistance. I did not know where to go for it except to a detective agency; so I telephoned to the first one I saw advertised; and and I was told to expect Miss Strange. But I didn't think it would be you though I suppose it's all right. You have come here for this purpose, haven't you, though it does seem a little queer?" "Certainly, Mrs.
We felt that we had a home and a country worth fighting for, and, if need be, worth dying for. One regiment could whip an army, and did do it, in every instance, before the command was taken from him at Atlanta. But of this another time. Chaplains were brought back to their regiments. Dr. C. T. Quintard and Rev.
Quintard; and if you will tell me " "My dear, it's just this yes, I will sit down. Last week my brother died. You have heard of him no doubt, C. Dudley Brooks?" "Oh, yes; my father knew him we all knew him by reputation. Do not hurry, Mrs. Quintard. I have sent my car away. You can take all the time you wish." "No, no, I cannot. I'm in desperate haste. He but let me go on with my story.
Quintard if the loss she so deplored had been made known to the servants, and was much relieved to find that, with the exception of Mr. Delahunt, she had not spoken of it to any one but Clement. "And he will never mention it," she declared, "not even to his wife. She has troubles enough to bear without knowing how near she stood to a fortune." "Oh, she will have her fortune!"
"I think I understand now your exact position in the house, as well as the value of the paper which you say you have lost. The next thing for me to hear is how you came to have charge of this paper, and under what circumstances you were led to mislay it. Do you not feel quite ready to tell me?" "Is is that necessary?" Mrs. Quintard faltered. "Very," replied Violet, watching her curiously.
C. T. Quintard was our chaplain for the First Tennessee Regiment during the whole war, and he stuck to us from the beginning even unto the end. During week days he ministered to us physically, and on Sundays spiritually. He was one of the purest and best men I ever knew. He would march and carry his knapsack every day the same as any soldier. He had one text he preached from which I remember now.
C. T. Quintard let me ride his horse nearly all day, while he walked with the webfeet. In giving a description of this most memorable battle, I do not pretend to give you figures, and describe how this general looked and how that one spoke, and the other one charged with drawn sabre, etc. I know nothing of these things see the history for that.
"Tom, what do you know about the Quintard lands; what do you know about Quintard himself?" continued Murrell. "He was a rich planter, lived in North Carolina. My father met him when he was in congress and got him to invest in land here. They had some colonization scheme on foot this was upward of twenty years ago but nothing came of it. Quintard lost interest." "And the land?"
Every old soldier of the First Tennessee Regiment will remember Dr. C. T. Quintard with the kindest and most sincere emotions of love and respect. He would go off into the country and get up for our regiment clothing and provisions, and wrote a little prayer and song book, which he had published, and gave it to the soldiers.
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