The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-08-09
A TERROR IN THE CAMP.
Great SquirminR on the Front Seats,
but It Wasn't Caused by Religion.
From the PhiladeIphia RECORD.

but It Wasn't Caused by Religion.
From the Philadelphia Record.
Pitman Grove, n j., Aug. 5.-Down by
the shores of Alcvon lake, the camp
grounds newest attraction, there have
sat ever since the camp opened a bevy of
summer girls. Their costumes were be-
witchingly cool looking, their laughter
contagious and their presence lent added
charm to the beauties of the smooth,
picturesque body of water down in the
woods, on the east side of the famous
grove. They satalong the sloping shores,
reading novels or listening to the swish
of oars, as they watched the boats glide
across the bosom of the lake. They
lolled about in graceful poses and per
mitted young men to whisper nothings to
them as they welded their fans Now it
is all changed. The pretty girls don't sit
by the lake anymore They eye it
askance, shudder, whisper to each other,
laugh and avoid the vicinity as a singed
cat keeps away from the fire.
This marked change came through
what approached the dimensions of a gen
eral panic in the famous old camp-meeting
grounds. The meetings had progressed
for two days, and had begun to assume
the fervor and interest for which Pitman
Grove is so famous throughout the land,
when one evening great cOmmotiOn
arose. A pretty girl in batiste dress so
fidgeted and squirmed in one of the front
rows that good sister was sure she was
feeling the spirit" The good sister
touched the pretty girl on the shoulder
and murmured encouragingly in her ear.
The pretty girl gave one shrek and fed
from the auditorium. She made straight
for her mothers cottage, and rumor has
it that as soon as she reached her room
she gave herself over to a devoted and in
dustrious scratch.
Meantime other pretty girls and some
not so pretty, had gone through the same
motions in the auditorium meeting, and
had fed precipitately. The good danes
and the devoted brethren were sorely
perpleXed, They ascribed it all to the
rebellious spirit engendered by the devil,
and fervid prayers were offered for the
misguided young women. That night,
when the meeting closed, amid more
turbulence than the good people cared to
see repeated, the actions of the dozen or
more young women passed from lip to lip
and there was much marveling over their
my sterious behavior. NeXtmorning none
of the offenders were to be seen, but to-
ward dusk of the next evening one of
them ventured out OF her cottage, and
over by Fourth avenue she ran across an
other.
"Oh, Jennie" exclaimed one
"Oh, May" exclaimed Jennie.
In concert they shrieked Ticks"
Then there were condolences. and as
the two sauntered on, they sought out
sequestered spots, and after carefully
looking all around, each bent over and
went through many mysterious motions.
That same night all the other girls who
had aroused such commotion in the meet
ing met as by appointment, and after first
expressions of horror and dismay, they
shouted "Ticks!'
Then twas learned that the girls had
been IN the habit of spending considera-
BILE time down by the shores of Alcyon
Lake. This is an abiding place of sand
ticks, species of bug that is harder TO
get rid of than a country cousin in win
ter The saud-tick is industrious, digs
under the flesh, and has to be cut out.
The password at Pitman Grove is
rTicks ~