Chapter 15
CHAPTER XV. CAMP-MEETING It was in the course of this summer that I found the opportunity I had long wished for, of attending a camp-meeting, and I gladly accepted the invitation of an English lady and gentleman to accompany them in their carriage to the spot where it is held. This was in a wild district on the confines of Indiana.
the prospect of passing a night in the backwoods of indiana was by no means agreeable but i screwed up my courage to the proper pitch and set forth determined to see with my own eyes and hear with my own ears what a camp-meeting really was i had heard it said that being at a camp-meeting was like standing at the gate of heaven and seeing it opening before you i had heard it said that being at a camp-meeting was like finding yourself within the gates of hell in either case there must be something to gratify curiosity and compensate one for the fatigue of a long rumbling ride and a sleepless night we reached the ground chosen about an hour before midnight and the approach to it was highly picturesque the spot chosen was the verge of an unbroken forest where a space of about twenty acres appeared to have been partially cleared for the purpose tents of different sizes were pitched very near together in a circle round the cleared space behind them were ranged an exterior circle of carriages of every description and at the back of each were fastened the horses which had drawn them thither
through this triple circle of defence we distinguished numerous fires burning brightly within it and still more numerous lights flickering from the trees that were left in the enclosure the moon was in meridian splendour above our heads we left the carriage to the care of a servant who was to prepare a bed in it for mrs b and me and entered the inner circle the first glance reminded me of vauxhall from the effect of the lights among the trees and the moving crowd below them but the second showed a scene totally unlike anything i had ever witnessed four high frames constructed in the form of altars were placed at the four corners of the enclosure on these were supported layers of earth and sod on which burned immense fires of blazing pine wood on one side a rude platform was erected to accommodate the preachers fifteen of whom attended this meeting and with very short intervals for necessary refreshment and private devotion preached in rotation day and night from tuesday to saturday
when we arrived the preachers were silent but we heard issuing from nearly every tent mingled sounds of praying preaching singing and lamentation the curtains in front of each tent were dropped and the faint light that gleamed through the white drapery backed as it was by the dark forest had a beautiful and mysterious effect that set the imagination at work and had the sounds which vibrated around us been less discordant harsh and unnatural i should have enjoyed it but listening at the corner of a tent which poured forth more than its proportion of clamour in a few moments chased every feeling derived from imagination and furnished realities that could neither be mistaken or forgotten great numbers of persons were walking about the ground who appeared like ourselves to be present only as spectators some of these very unceremoniously contrived to raise the drapery of this tent at one corner so as to afford us a perfect view of the interior the floor was covered with straw which round the sides was heaped in masses that might serve as seats but which at that moment were used to support the heads and the arms of the close-packed circle of men and women who kneeled on the floor
out of about thirty persons thus placed perhaps half a dozen were men one of these a handsome-looking youth of eighteen or twenty kneeled just below the opening through which i looked his arm was encircling the neck of a young girl who knelt beside him with her hair hanging dishevelled upon her shoulders and her features working with the most violent agitation soon after they both fell forward on the straw as if unable to endure in any other attitude the burning eloquence of a tall grim figure in black who standing erect in the centre was uttering with incredible vehemence an oration that seemed to hover between praying and preaching his arms hung stiff and immovable by his side and he looked like an ill-constructed machine set in action by a movement so violent as to threaten its own destruction so jerkingly painfully yet rapidly did his words tumble out the kneeling circle ceasing not to call in every variety of tone on the name of jesus accompanied with sobs groans and a sort of low howling inexpressibly painful to listen to
but my attention was speedily withdrawn from the preacher and the circle round him by a figure which knelt alone at some distance it was a living image of scott's macbriar as young as wild and as terrible his thin arms tossed above his head had forced themselves so far out of the sleeves that they were bare to the elbow his large eyes glared frightfully and he continued to scream without an instant's intermission the word glory with a violence that seemed to swell every vein to bursting it was too dreadful to look upon long and we turned away shuddering we made the circuit of the tents pausing where attention was particularly excited by sounds more vehement than ordinary we contrived to look into many all were strewed with straw and the distorted figures that we saw kneeling sitting and lying amongst it joined to the woeful and convulsive cries gave to each the air of a cell in bedlam one tent was occupied exclusively by negroes they were all full dressed and looked exactly as if they were performing a scene on the stage one woman wore a dress of pink gauze trimmed with silver lace another was dressed in pale yellow silk
one or two had splendid turbans and all wore a profusion of ornaments the men were in snow-white pantaloons with gay-coloured linen jackets one of these a youth of coal-black comeliness was preaching with the most violent gesticulations frequently springing high from the ground and clapping his hands over his head could our missionary societies have heard the trash he uttered by way of an address to the deity they might perhaps have doubted whether his conversion had much enlightened his mind at midnight a horn sounded through the camp which we were told was to call the people from private to public worship and we presently saw them flocking from all sides to the front of the preacher's stand mrs b and i contrived to place ourselves with our backs supported against the lower part of this structure and we were thus enabled to witness the scene which followed without personal danger there were about two thousand persons assembled one of the preachers began in a low nasal tone and like all other methodist preachers assured us of the enormous depravity of man as he comes from the hands of his maker and of his perfect sanctification after he had wrestled sufficiently with the lord to get hold of him etc
the admiration of the crowd was evinced by almost constant cries of amen amen jesus jesus glory glory and the like but this comparative tranquillity did not last long the preacher told them that this night was the time fixed upon for anxious sinners to wrestle with the lord that he and his brethren were at hand to help them and that such as needed their help were to come forward into the pen the phrase forcibly recalled milton's lines blind mouths that scarce themselves know how to hold a sheep-book or have learned aught else the least that to the faithful herdsman's art belongs but when they list their lean and flashy songs grate on their scrannel pipes of wretched straw the hungry sheep look up and are not fed but swoln with wind and with the rank mist they draw rot inwardly and foul contagion spread
the pen was the space immediately below the preacher's stand we were therefore placed on the edge of it and were enabled to see and hear all that took place in the very centre of this extraordinary exhibition the crowd fell back at the mention of the pen and for some minutes there was a vacant space before us the preachers came down from their stand and placed themselves in the midst of it beginning to sing a hymn calling upon the penitents to come forth as they sung they kept turning themselves round to every part of the crowd and by degrees the voices of the whole multitude joined in the chorus this was the only moment at which i perceived anything like the solemn and beautiful effect which i had heard ascribed to this woodland worship it is certain that the combined voices of such a multitude heard at dead of night from the depths of their eternal forests the many fair young faces turned upward and looking paler and lovelier as they met the moonbeams the dark figures of the officials in the middle of the circle the lurid glare thrown by the altar-fires on the woods beyond did altogether produce a fine and solemn effect that i shall not easily forget
but ere i had well enjoyed it the scene changed and sublimity gave way to horror and disgust the exhortation nearly resembled that which i had heard at the revival but the result was very different for instead of the few hysterical women who had distinguished themselves on that occasion above a hundred persons nearly all females came forward uttering howlings and groans so terrible that i shall never cease to shudder when i recall them they appeared to drag each other forward and on the word being given let us pray they all fell on their knees but this posture was soon changed for others that permitted greater scope for the convulsive movement of their limbs and they were soon all lying on the ground in an indescribable confusion of heads and legs they threw about their limbs with such incessant and violent motions that i was every instant expecting some serious accident to occur but how am i to describe the sounds that proceeded from the strange mass of human beings i know no words which can convey an idea of it hysterical sobbings convulsive groans shrieks and screams the most appalling burst forth on all sides i felt sick with horror
as if their hoarse and overstrained voices failed to make noise enough they soon began to clap their hands violently the scene described by dante was before me quivi sospiri pianti ed alti guai risonovon per laere orribile favelle parole di dolore accenti d'ira voci alti e flocche e suon di man con elle many of these wretched creatures were beautiful young females the preachers moved about among them at once exciting and soothing their agonies i heard the muttered sister dear sister i saw the insidious lips approach the cheeks of the unhappy girls i heard the murmured confessions of the poor victims and i watched their tormentors breathing into their ears consolations that tinged the pale cheek with red had i been a man i am sure i should have been guilty of some rash act of interference nor do i believe that such a scene could have been acted in the presence of englishmen without instant punishment being inflicted not to mention the salutary discipline of the treadmill
which beyond all question would in england have been applied to check so turbulent and so vicious a scene after the first wild burst that followed their prostration the meanings in many instances became loudly articulate and i then experienced a strange vibration between tragic and comic feeling a very pretty girl who was kneeling in the attitude of canova's magdalen immediately before us amongst an immense quantity of jargon broke out thus woe woe to the backsliders hear it hear it jesus when i was fifteen my mother died and i backslided o jesus i backslided take me home to my mother jesus take me home to her for i am weary o john mitchell john mitchell and after sobbing piteously behind her raised hands she lifted her sweet face again which was as pale as death and said shall i sit on the sunny bank of salvation with my mother my own dear mother oh jesus take me home take me home who could refuse a tear to this earnest wish for death in one so young and so lovely but i saw her ere i left the ground with her hand fast locked and her head supported by a man who looked very much as don juan might when sent back to earth as too bad for the regions below
one woman nearest continued to call on the lord as it is termed in the loudest possible tone and without a moment's interval for the two hours that we kept our dreadful station she became frightfully hoarse and her face so red as to make me expect she would burst a blood-vessel among the rest of her ranch she said i will hold fast to jesus i will never let him go if they take me to hell i will still hold him fast fast fast the stunning noise was sometimes varied by the preachers beginning to sing but the convulsive movements of the poor maniacs only became more violent at length the atrocious wickedness of this horrible scene increased to a degree of grossness that drove us from our station we returned to the carriage at about three o'clock in the morning and passed the remainder of the night in listening to the ever-increasing tumult at the pen to sleep was impossible at daybreak the horn again sounded to send them to private devotion and in about an hour afterwards i saw the whole camp as joyously and eagerly employed in preparing and devouring their most substantial breakfasts as if the night had been passed in dancing and i marked many a fair but pale face that i recognized as a demoniac of the night simpering beside a swain to whom she carefully administered hot coffee and eggs
the preaching saint and the howling sinner seemed alike to relish this mode of recruiting their strength after enjoying abundance of strong tea which proved a delightful restorative after a night so strangely spent i wandered alone into the forest and i never remember to have found perfect quiet more delightful we soon after left the ground but before our departure we learnt that a very satisfactory collection had been made by the preachers for bibles tracts and all other religious purposes chapter fifteen
