CAMP WELFARE COMMITTEE
and the Worker said, further, “How many times must I tell you that I stand ready always to be of service?”
“When he says that, he means it,” spoke up a “Y” man standing near, whom the Worker had not noticed before. Turning in surprise, the Christian Scientist saw it was somebody he had never seen. Noting the interrogative look, the “Y” man said: “When I was stationed at one of the camps in the South, whenever anybody wanted anything done, the Christian Science Camp Welfare Worker was the man they got to do it. That man was always going somewhere with his car full of something or somebody.”
Like Paul, in his epistle to the Corinthians, the Camp Welfare Worker might have said of himself: “I am made all things to all men, that I might by all means save some.” His car was known from one end of the camp to the other as one of the few cars upon the running board of which a soldier might leap at any time uninvited, and always be greeted with a smile and the welcome of a friend of long standing.
At one camp, the Worker's car came in with a squad that had been left to guard baggage beside a railroad track a mile or two away from the barracks. Trucks had come for the baggage but the guard had been forgotten and was just starting to trudge its way to its tents, when discovered by the Worker. The top of the car was taken down, the soldiers' full packs and rifles and other equipment were piled in and then the squad mounted on top of this. They were taken to their encampment area in the car instead of walking the whole way.
Orderlies, struggling along under big bags of home mail, came, in one camp at least, to look for the car
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