The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1869-08-07
Letter from the Great Camden Camp.
CAMDEN CAMP. July Goth. I

CAMDEN CAMP, July Both, 1869.
Dear Maggie, Of Chesapeake city AS
the school year approaches its end, pleasant
anticipations of the vacation are duly min
glcd with plans for the best way of enjoy
ing it. Of course, there is much castle
building, and some profit, too, from the
exercise.
Many plans assume no definite shape, yet
they are not without value. do not be-
lieve that teachers should have "school on
the brain during vacation, yet there are
matters better attended to at that time
than in session time.
Owing to indisposition, I did not visit the
White Mountains, but turned my steps to-
ward Camden Camp-far renowned as be-
ing surpassed by none except the National.
| left the town of Elkton last Monday,
bound for the camp. need not tell you
found the ground all that it was represented
to be tents nicely arranged in avenues
for the accommodation of two thousand
persons, and two large boarding tents, for
the accommodation of transient boarders.
| was informed by one of the committee
that daily attendance of five thousand
was not an eXaggeration. This is my first
visit to Camden, and my first stay at night
within the enclosure of camp. | am not
surprised at city people being so anxious
to visit the grove for Il few days. to spend
the time in religious devotions,- no better
temple for worship, than the one built by
Gods own hand. There, far away from
the din and strife of the city, can they tune
their voices (unassisted by the fashionable
Instruments of the day in songs of praises,
without the least fear of interruption, and
to the heart that pants after more of the
divine influence of the Holy Spirit, the
grove cannot be equaled. Here the few
faithful pitch their tents for q time, and
what pleasing "Reminiscences it will afford in
after days. Many tender associations are
enshrined upon hearts that might never
have been touched, had not camp meetings
been instituted. These pleasing recollec-
lions form GASES in life history, ever green
with tears of joy in the great desert of life.
Now, Maggie, have made commence
ment of a letter. promised while was in
Chesapeake City. AS usual, formed ac
| quaintances, but 1 cannot refrain from
| speaking of a lady whose name | will con-
ceal. l would feign describe her words
are inadequate to do justice to such Il per-
SOMA fairy-like form moving about with
grace and elegance, dark curls flowing care
| lessly over her shoulders, eyes bright and
| searching, voice so sweet that angels alone
| excel Her mission was to do good, and
| around her soon gathered the multitude to
be taught. She spoke with the simplicity
of little child, yet eloquence seemed to
characterize each expression. The poorest
she approached, and poured the oil of con
ISOLATION into their hearts. Eyes unused to
weeping were moistened at the words which
in the NJ. E. Church, and the world would
the sooner be evangelical.
| Mrs Anderson and Wittenmeyer spoke
of the necessity of sanctitcation, and
brought forth strong proofs that it was
scriptural term as much so as justification.
| Now Tor the SauueSU SedSOn,-Ile TIME OF
separation the time when each one must
return to his OF her vocation. Hearts beat
| in unison then: tears of sympathy were
shed hallowed and sacred ties in christian
fellowship must be severed, but these lines
which are so often sung cheered them:
.sThough sundcred far, by faith they meet
| Around one common mercy-seat.
With full belief in those lines, could they
say farewell.
We also had wedding on the camp
ground. that of the Rev. Mr.. shilling
SO you see, Maggie, that he added twelve
pence more to his home.
| fully intended to give you the detail OF
each day, but see by every paper pick
up that some one else did it before me.
Love to all with whom | am acquainted ;
and Providence permitting | will be on
hand when school begins. The Lord be
with yor. Yours, NJ.