This was the young, telegenic, and popular Robby Gallaty of Brainerd Baptist (mega-)Church in Tennessee.
Both Eliot and Brainerd did a great deal of good among the Indians.
Here, Mr. Brainerd, you take some men and go forward and make that engineer take us through these yards.
We cut the engine loose, put fourteen men up on the tender, and Brainerd and I started back with them.
Mr. Brainerd and the rest of the fugitives were thunderstruck, and totally at a loss to understand the meaning of the spectacle.
He was invisible, and, with a vague fear, the Tory strode to Mr. Brainerd.
