The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1917-09-28
MARYLAND MINISTER MAKING
BOYS AT ANNISTON SATISFIED.

tor At Westminster, But Now LIZ
Charge Of Episcopal Church, Doing
Great Work For Soldiers Comfort
Camp Mcclellan, Ala.-Where, or
where is the good old army chaplain
Not around these diggins where every
prospect pleases and only reVellle Is
vile; that's a fact. And they miss
him-at least, the First Maryland Reg
iment does, and so did the Fifth wher
il got down here with no beloved
Holy Joe" or "Sky-Pilot Sam" to keel
it in the straight and narrow path
nobody but the big boss shroudeo
in the mists of Headquarters Hill
hacking out on tables of stone new
set of commandments every day and
booming to servitude herds of un-
happy soldiers, who clean forgot &c
get their hair cut.
Now, the Rev. Carleton BarnWell, OF
Admission, formerly of this city, is g
man whom Maryland people ought tc
know about if they don't know him
already For he is going to have d
great deal to do with their boys.
The Evening Sun correspondent got
one little picture of him the other day
Young man answered the ring of the
doorbell of a big brick and stone
house in the centre of an elm-shaded
block 1t stood alOne-from one end
of that side of the block to the other
this was the only house. The young
mans hair was black, though slightly
gray at the temples, but for all that
there was no doubt of his youth. 1t
was in his eyes and his smile.
rs Mr. Barnwell in?" the cores
pOndent asked, and the young man
replied, Yes, | am Mr.. Barnwell.
The surprising thing about that re-
ply was that he looked more like a
! lawyer than young minister. He
wore a white shirt and his sleeves
were rolled up. His collar and black
| four-in-hand tie were the convention
al neckwear of a tasteful man, not
the usual thing for a Protestant Epis-
copal clergyman.
He invited The Evening Sun cor
respondent in and led the way to A
cheerful little library where he pulled
out an easy chair for his caller and
| seated himself at desk covered with
piles of envelopes and letters. Then
ne passed out some very good cigar
cites.
| When he talked there was Az agree
able absence of the studied nicely of
enunciatiOn that marks the converse
ton of some young ministers. He
used the best possible English, of
course, but he made no attempt to
ruin a little Southern slur of his
cOnsOnants. He talked as any we'll
bred college man would talk, easily
and friendly, on very practical things
in a practical and secular way.
The piles of letters and envelopes
on the library desk were part of Mr..
Barnwell's work. They were from
Episcopal clergymen in all the states
from which soldiers have come to
camp here, and they contained lists of
all the parishioners of those clergy
men who are now soldering at Camp
Mcclellan. To the men in those lists
Mr. Barnwell was sending personal
letters inviting them to Grace Church
in Admission and to the clubroOm he is
going to establish in the centre of the
city.
There were letters on Mr. Barnwell' S
desk from most of the Episcopal
clergymen in Maryland, including
blSuOp Murray. Inc young rector
had not neglected him when he sent
out his messages. And since replies
began arriving Mr.. Barnwell has had
visits from many of the Westminster
DOys of Fl Company, First Regiment,
who went to his church back home.
In the letters he has sent to the
soldiers Mr.. BarnWell has inclOsed a
little map of Admission, showing the
blocks and squares, and featured by
two red lines, showing the most di-
rect route by which the soldiers can
reach Grace Church ON Sunday. With
that map in their hands they can't
miss it.
A great many Maryland soldiers
discovered Grace Church before they
got the map, as, in fact, they discov-
cred all the churches the first Sun
day they were here.
Mr.. BarnWell does not intend to
cOnfne his clubrOom or his, personal
activities to EpiscOpalians in the
TWenty-ninth division. But he figur-
ed that the easiest way to get in
touch with the men of the camp was
to first get into touch with the men
of his own church. They will tell the
others.
On a particular night lawn fete
was going on in the park. japanese
lanterns were festooned from wires
around the edge and white-covered ia
bles on the grass were loaded with
tarts and cookies and pies and candies.
There were a ''postoffice" and a
comfort kit" table, and behind them
and all around the lawn were pretty
Southern girls and women all in white
with the white wells of Red Cross
nurses streaming from their heads
and red crosses on their caps
Across the street music crashed
from a New Jersey military band that
filled the porch of a big house. 1t
played 'Yaaka Hula Hickey Dula" and
They're Wearing Them Higher in
Hawaii, and foX-trots and waltzes, and
the soldiers danced together on the
side walk and crowds of people
swarmed over the lawn and steps of
the house to listen.
1t was the Rev. Mr.. Barnwell' S
house and the Rev. Mr.. Barnwell him.
self sat inside at his library desk,
writing and showing letters into en-
velopes as fast as he could move his
hands. The noise would have shat
| tered the wits of most men. They
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