The globe-independent. (Hagerstown, Md.) 1943-19??, 1945-04-12

a little north of
Waynesboro and short distance
south of Mt. Alto. Two elderly
ladies-Mrs. John A. Pentz and Mrs
LISA Pentz-still live at the Nun
merry, in long brick building. We
were told that on the occasion OF
the big love feast which the cult
used to hold, the men sat at one
table and the women at the other.
A chapel stands along the road near
by, which appeared desolate and
abandoned when we looked it over.
The door was securely fastened and
the shutters all tightly closed. We
were told that services are still held
there, but members have thinned
out considerably and are compare
lively few to what they were years
ago, in the hey dey of the church
and when the congregation was
quite active. Many old residents
who were members of the church
lie buried in graveyard along the
main highway to Quincy. Although
small, it appears to be well kept.
This is a sect known as the German
Seven Day Baptists.
We had the pleasure of talking
with Samuel Walk, one of the rep
resentatives of this most interesting
religious body of worshippers. He
is approaching his 83rd birthday,
which will be on Oct. 81. When
we saw him Mr.. Walk was busily
engaged in mending a lock, one of
his pet hobbies. He is a bachelor,
lives alone, and does his own house
work, such as cooking, mending,
washing and ironing In his wood
yard we saw a rather formidable
pile of wood. Beside it was a one
man cross saw. do you use that?"
we asked. His answer was, ooh,
yes"
Just a little distance from the
house is most wonderful spring of
water, the water bubbling up from
the earth in great Volumes, as it
has been doing in years past, too
many to count. Mr.. Walks grand
father and father lived here at the
same place. His grandfather had
thought at one time of going West,
when many others were migrating
to seek their fortune. But he finally
decided to stay put. And no Won
der, with such surroundings. Any
how we would not have left that
spring. It's volume is shown by the
creek which eminates therefrom
and courses its way down through
the valley, finally seeking its way
into the Antietam and thence on to
the sea. Mr.. Walk used to attend
meetings, and still does, at the old
''Nunnery." When asked about the
number of adherents to the faith
still living in the neighborhood, he
said there were not as many as
years ago, the older people dying
off. The younger ones, he stated,
do not stick as closely to the Sew
enth Day observance as their an
cestors did. The younger people
claim they cannot afford to lose the
Seventh Day from work. He says
he has always lived a temperate
life, in the simple way. His grand
father, George Walk, was a wagon
maker.
Almost within a stones throw
from the Walk home is the big dairy
farm of Wilbur Barkdoll. This
home was our headquarters while
in those parts, midway between
Quincy and Mt. Alto. Here we saw
a wonderful dairy of As milk cows,
stabbed in a modern barn. In this
way Mr.. Barkdoll is contributing
much to the war effort. Mr.. Bark
doll, before moving to his present
home, was the resident farmer al
the Quincy Orphanage and Home
He formerly, as a boy, lived just
across the road at Boards Church
He attended the country school ano
tells this one on us: Zone day."
he says, 1--WE were on our way tc
school (walking a mile and half
and home again each day. when we
passed the woodpile of a neighbor
where the neighbours boy was saw.
ing wood. We made the suggestion
to him that we would trade for the
day, l. e. he go to school and we
saw wood. He accepted the chal.
lange and taking our dinner pail
went to school He stayed the en-
tire day-and ate our lunch. The
record does not show if we put ir
the entire day on the wood pile, o,
not. What do you think? The boy
referred to was not a school attend.
ant and created some curiosity anc
comment.
Our next stop was at the Orphan.