New-York tribune., 1874-08-17

ous condition which the people who have
done it bring to meet this Spring influence
and the heat of the Summertime sole question
remaining is as he states, how tho supply OF
strength is to be reinforced before the work
ing season sets in again.
This he believes is only to be eilectuaDy
done by long rest and healthful change Tor
"a time in the mode of living. The evil that
"was made by artificial ways Of life," he says,
"is but awkwardly helped by urging tired
"nerve centers to their work with tOnlcs or
stimulants, and is rather, as | suppose, to
"be cured by a prompt reversal OF all our
comfortable manners of eating sleeping, and
being housed" Nor does he mean by this
the usual Summer horrors to which two-thirds
of us fly, of Eight by ten to sleep ill., and the
delights of unlimited boarding-house goS-
"sip," but an actual return to outdoor life,
camping by sea beach or forest stream, the
fire of logs chopped by our own hands, the
food which we had first killed and cooked.
Upon nervous diseases and their causes DR..
Mitchell has long been final reference; he
is especially welcome, therefore, when ne
Offers so agreeable a cure. This partial return
to barbarism is also, he Declares safeguard
against the colds and catarrhS which are in
duced by the constant changing OF Our atmos-
phere by going in and out of our Overheated
houses. mot only are the well better for
"such steady exposure, but cases of chronic
"throat trouble, catarrhal disorders, and
"chronic bronchitis rapidly disappear un-
"der the mild and natural treatment of
1.-THE camp-cure, and the relief from dys-
"pcptc troubles is quite as sure The
last two years have witnessed so marked
a reform in the popular methods of spending
the fortnight or months holiday, which
almost every man now can claim, that we
have hopes this authoritative sanction of camp
life may yield wholesome fruit. The average
American is practical shrcwd fellow under
all his ambition to live up to the requirements
of "the fashion," and he begins to suspect
that it does not "pay" to squander his two
weeks chance of health and pleasure and
three months salary sweltering among the
yugarly fashionable mobs in mammoth hotels,
where he finds neither rest nor enjoyment
lie begins to discover at last that good
"socicty' has been seeking quiet and seclu-
sion during the Summer Sunday, and
seeks it himself now usually in
lonely village on the coast or homely
farmhouse, where he can wear his flannel
shirt all day, squid for blue-fish, or
wade through the marshes for suipe, and come
back at night half fami5hed, to iiDd wife and
babies tanned and tired and happy, ready for
supper and sleep, such as they never knew In
town. Still better than even this would be
genuine camp life, which. fortunately, is with
in the reach of men whose holiday only eX
tends over two, or at most three, weeks. DR..
Mitchell mentions the woods of Maine and the
Adirondacks, and the boat Journeys along the
shores of Lake Superior, or down the Penob-
scott, Alegash or ST. Johns His list might have
been much longer. The Muncey and Bald
Eagle ranges, spurs of the AlleghanieS i'll Penn
sylvania offer wlldernesseS, mountain streams,
and game of still easier access. little more
remote are the Cheat River hills in Virginia,
and the wild land, wonderful succession of
nights and gOrges, between Christiansburgh and
Lynchburgh and but little further still, the
mountains of North Carolina, almost unknown
to tourists.
If any wornout worker with brain or body
can furnish himself with tent and mule and
set ont on an exploring journey in the pure
air of the nights of the Black and Unaka
above sea level, among the life-giving odors
of pine and balsam, he will find new physical
sensations and ideas coming every hour to
displace some old ache and gnawng anxiety
He may discover none of the wonders of form
or color, nor hear any of the secrets of Ma
ture which, we are here told, lie open to the
dweler in camps, as he may carry to the
woods neither the eye of a poet nor of
scientific man. But the sheer novelty of rush
ing waterfall and breathless precipice, Of
bears, rattlesnakes, deer, ard trout, of the
awful silence under midnight skies, of the
curious calm beauty, under the August sun,
of the stretches of gray moss blue with
myOsotis, of seas of rising mist beneath his
feet, he, lifted up into the sky. of contact
with the poor, dirty unwOrldly mountaineers,
will utterly Danish day-boOk or brief from his
mind, and restore his nerve-centers in a
different fashion from daily tippling at the
bars at Cape May, or hanging about John
Chamberlins stables at Long Branch.
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