The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1875-09-18

| day long 1t is rattle and clatter as the StOn
hammerers' hammer with their hammer
and the chips fly in all directions. Anothe
crane lifts and swings them to the stor
| lines near the railroad track. Another ON
lifts and swings the dressed stones ofgrea
size, to the bank of the river so they cal
be slid down the bank to scows, boats o.
barges, and thus be taken to market.
There is no printing office in Port De
post, and yet the people are readers o
books and papers. The houses are stucl
up in all sorts of places, above the streets
in crevices of rocks and in side hill garden
pats. Some of the residences are YER,
fine. The home of Mr.. Tome, banker, il
very beautiful, one of the most attractiv,
we ever saw. A good many years ago
when boy, Mr.. Tome came here will
just exactly sixpence in his pocket. Tha
was all the money he had, but he had il
him lots of work and loads of pluck. HI
kept that sixpence out of the whisky shoI
and bought bread with it. He went tt
work. Now he is the owner of three
banks, is worth nearly four millions of dol
lars, has a really magnificent place built al
along the hill side for quite distance, and
bend your heads, girls, he is a widower
If that man had opened a rum shop he
might by this time have sent a few hun.
dreds of men to the poor house; few hun
dred women to Poverty Point; few hun.
dreds of girls into houses of prostitution
filled the town with ragged orphans, become
popular with niggers and white loafers, and
been on the road to hell. Or he might
have been in the legislature, or a constable,
or something of that kind. Mr.. Tome,
. we fear you do not understand the art OF
mankind!
The printed bills said that there was to
be a mass meeting of the friends Of law,
order, decency, temperance, ETC., at Wood
Lawn Camp Ground, about four miles
from Port Deposit, up on the hill tops, in
the center of a good farming country, and
the writer hereof was announced as a
speaker on that occasion. That was the
cause of 1.-THE why we were here.
1t was our great good fortune to be the
guest, at Port Deposit, of E. d. McClena-
han, who has one of the neatest, best ar
ranged homes we ever saw. He has wife
and several children, and theirs is happy
family. 1t is good to rest in such homes,
where all is convenient and in good order;
the cooking is delicious and where people
know how to live to purpose.
After a most delicious nights rest in the
quiet of quiet, healthy country village
after hearty breakfast for men who work
must eat, we rode with Mr.. Daniel and Mr..
McClenahan, our benevolent host, up town,
then up ravine, past large foundry
where stoves are made for the Baltimore
trade, and so on up the billy road to the
highlands and on to Wood Lawn Camp
Ground.
Goodness! What concourse of people!
The mass meeting was held in large
grove where the Methodists have fitted up
grounds and conveniences for holding their
yearly camp meetings. The location is a
beautiful one. All about is fine farming
country, as My Maryland is noted for its
beautiful homes and thrifty people. There
were on this occasion not less than one
thousand wagons and carriages here con-
gregated in the woods. The number of
persons on the grounds was estimated at
five to seven thousand. There were several
Bands in attendance, with delegations from
various towns in Cecil county. Lodges of
Good Templars and other Temperance Or
CARNATIONS were represented by as fine
looking, clean, intelligent people as we ever
saw at any public gathering. There was
no rioting, confusion, drunkenness or acct
dent. People met here as neighbors, as
friends, as busy workers in the carpet
rooms of God. They came out to hear
talking about temperance-to give in their
testimony as to it's good results-to show
by their example that Cecil county was in
favor of what is called Local Option, which
means the right of Taxpayers to say who
shall add to their burdens, and for what
purpose.