More of Volunteering.
hemians would say, in glorification of the Seventh,
which certainly did all it undertook � but no
fighting. Met Hills, formerly of the �Post,�
looking well in his
uniform. Saw Mave-
rick, Godwin and Nord-
hoff at the office. Off
to Staten Island,
to visit Camp Scott
and the Sickles Brigade.
PERSONAL.�Mr. A. C. Hills, formerly City Editor
of The N. Y. Evening Post is now 1st Lieutenant of
Company H, Col. Baker�s California Brigade, now
stationed at Fort Schuyler.
Capt. Sam Whiting, the patriot sailor poet, has re-
signed the command of the new steamship Eagle, of
Spofford & Tileston�s line, to enter upon his duties as
United States Consul at Nassau, New-Providence.
Capt. Whiting�s late employer�s parted with him very
reluctantly, and did him the honor to compliment him
very highly for his many excellent qualities as a man
and an officer.
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THE TROOPS ON STATEN ISLAND.
General Sickles�s Brigade at Camp Scott.
LIFE IN THE TENTS.
Staten Island, ordinarily a summer resort of con-
siderable attractions to our city population, has at
present superadded to them three camps, in which
�our native raw material� (so denominated by the
Honorable Elijah Pogram in conversation with
Martin Chuzzlewit) of bone, sinew, muscle and
patriotism is diurnally transformed into military
efficiency with as much celerity as can reasonably
be expected. In a recent article we described
Camps Arthur and Washington, situate in and
adjacent to the old Quarantine grounds; the present
one will be devoted to Camp Scott, occupied by
General Sickles�s Brigade, with a visit to Camp
Yates and Colonel Mattheson�s California Regi-
THE ROAD TO THE CAMP.
Disembarking from one of the handsome new or
ricketty old Staten Island ferry boats at the third
or Vanderbilt�s landing-place (generally in compa-
ny with a number of officers and privates returning
from a visit or furlough to the city, sundry cases
of clothing, barrels of flour, beef, pork and vegeta-
bles, all designed for the troops), the visitor finds
a plentiful choice of vehicles awaiting him for
transportation to the camp, from the neatly-ap-
pointed carriage, endeavoring to look as much like
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private property as is possible, to the rudimental
wagon, resembling a big drawer on wheels, the velo-
cipedal accommodation of which can be purchas-
ed for twelve cents. Making his election, or, if not
daunted by the prospect of a two-and-a-half mile
walk, setting forth on foot, he soon leaves the little
village behind him for a plank pathway and as
pleasant surroundings as any within equal distance
of New York city.
With the bracing sea breeze sweeping over a
prospect of stones, piles and abortive piers on his
left, and bringing with it that many-flavored but
^|not| unwelcome odor peculiar to the coast, he present-
ly strikes inland, passing a railroad, handsome
villas, the abodes of suburban and city gentility,
trimly-kept gardens, minature parks, with gates
and carriage entrances, white wooden fences and
neat stone walls, until the country aspect of the
scene is comparatively unbroken, and over-arching
trees rustle above the road which winds around and
through deep green woods, now clad in all their
luxuriance of summer beauty. At an opening in
these he comes upon a view of
Its site consists of a beautiful grassy plain,
bordered at the sides and rear by embowering
woods, and commanding in front a view of the
bay at less than half a mile�s distance. No spot
more lovely or apparently more suitable could be
imagined, though the vicinity is said to be pro-
ductive of fever and ague. At present, however,
the health of the troops is excellent. Some of them
have been in camp for three weeks.