Shingleroof Campground is an interdenominational Christian organization serving as a religious center for the promotion of the Gospel of Jesus Christ to the community at large.
Accordingly, worship, educational, recreational and other appropriate activities will be conducted to provide support to the religious community in evangelism and in the struggles against the attacks by Satan on the Gospel of Jesus Christ, the sanctity of human life, marriage, raising children, and the family.
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We are constantly growing our History Section of this website. Everyone is invited to participate by contacting our History Curator via email by clicking on this link to submit their recollections, photographs etc., to be considered for use on this website.
Perhaps you can find some interesting stories like the ones Scott discovered recently:
From
the "Henry County Weekly" 08/17/1880
Our
readers may remember the story of the “soaping” of the signal horn. The
story runs that when a certain revivalist celebrity took up the horn to summon
the worshipers to service, one day after dinner, he blew a strong blast of soft
soap all over the astonished brethren. The brother was so wroth at this joke
that he aired aloud, “Brethren, I have passed through many trials and
tribulations, but nothing like this. I have served the ministry for thirty years
and all that time never uttered a profane word, but I’ll be dinged if I
can’t whip the man that soaped that horn”
Some
two days after the horn soaping, a tall, swarthy, villainous looking desperado
strolled on the grounds and leaned against a tree, listening to the eloquent
exhortation which was made by the preacher. After a while he became interested,
finally affected and taking a position on the anxious seat, commenced groaning
in the very bitterness of his sorrow. The clergyman walked down and endeavored
to console him. No, he was too wicked – there was no mercy for him.
“Why,
what crime have you committed?” asked the preacher; “have you stolen?”
“Oh,
worse than that!”
“What,
have you committed perjury?”
“Worse
than that – oh worse than that!”
“Murder,
is it” gasped the horrified preacher.
“Worse
that that!” groaned the smitten sinner.
The
excited preacher commenced ‘peeling off’ his outer garments.
“Here Brother Cole!” shouted he, “hold my coat – I found the fellow that soaped the horn!”
Or
this tidbit from
the "Henry
The
Shingleroof camp-meeting has been quite a pleasant one this year, both
religiously and socially. A large crowd was there on Sunday, a number of
visitors from a distance were present, the time seemed enjoyably spent by most,
and many regretted saying goodbye to the dear old camp-ground. People do not
seem to take as much interest as of yore [in
the far distant past]
out tenting on the old camp-ground. It’s a time honored custom of our fore
fathers and in our humble opinion should be kept up. Many go for pleasure alone,
but some good is almost always sure to result and we trust much ever will.
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