Translating the New Testament
In October of 1944, Henry Cadbury was once more named to be chairman of the American Friends Service Committee. The little ad hoc committee over the birth of which he had presided in 1917 had now grown to world size. It was known everywhere for its relief work as well as its dedication to peace, and its budget had grown proportionately, swelled by many contributors who were themselves not Friends but who liked the way Friends went about things.
To be chairman now was an awesome responsibility. Rufus Jones was over eighty and could not be expected to keep up the pace of oversight that had become necessary. Clarence Pickett had never ceased to feel that Henry Cadbury provided the wisest possible counsel, well worth the handicap imposed by his living at a distance from the Philadelphia headquarters.
Henry Cadbury first made sure that not only Clarence Pickett but the board and the staff wanted him to be chairman under the circumstances. When he was reassured, he arranged with the dean of the Divinity School at Harvard to be away from his classes on the first Wednesday of each month, when the AFSC board met. He left Boston on the Tuesday night sleeper, spent Wednesday morning conferring with AFSC staff and committee chairmen, chaired the board meeting Wednesday afternoon, and returned to Boston on the night train. To Henry Cadbury's intense delight, the name of the train was "The Quaker via Hellgate." One good thing about being deaf, he told friends, was that he was able to sleep soundly on the train.
The deafness that had begun in Barbados had never left him; in fact, it was growing worse. Henry Cadbury's ability to serve as chairman rested on his capacity to grasp the sense of the meeting and to