Samuel Bacon Barnitz, Missionary And Western Secretary - An Appreciation (1905) (Paperback)

Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: CHAPTER III. As His Friends Saw Him At College. Dr. Barnitz was always a unique personality, impressing himself from college days upon those about him. One of his contemporaries has furnished a contribution recalling the York boy as he appeared at Gettysburg in the autumn of 1857. It is so nearly a photograph that we reproduce it entire: SAMUEL B. BARNITZ AT PENNSYLVANIA COLLEGE. BV LEONARD GROH, D. D., OF OMAHA, NEB. It was in the Fall of 1857 we first met. He was in the Preparatory. I was Freshman. He hailed from the City of York, hence had enjoyed more advantages of culture than some of us, who had not seen life except as found on the the farm. He had lately made up his mind to become a minister of the Word. He was genial, sincere, enthusiastic. He had labored in Sunday Schools. His ready utterance, deep solemnity of voice, and manifest devotion, had gained him warm friends and many favorable recognitions. Therefore he came with courage and a fair share of innocent self-complacency. The latter soon received several rudeshocks. One of these came as follows: He called on Dr. Baugher, St., then President of the College. He found a young man in the office. This young gentleman was always neat, dignified, rather stylishly striking in appearance. He had the faculty of putting together most magniloquently, grandiloquent sentences to express very common-place ideas. When Brother Barnitz entered, Mr. H. was just getting off some of his fine phrases. Among the rest of the things said, he related his experience on his uncle's "villa," not far from Baltimore, which made a deeply discouraging impression on Brother Barnitz. He was greatly relieved, however, as he told me afterward, when Dr. Baugher drew down the corners of his mouth and asked Mr. H. how long he had lived on his...