Árdís - 01.01.1949, Blaðsíða 17

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in this kind of work. The motto above each door of these two rooms
reads: “What is worth doing at all, is worth doing well”.
There are many other places of interest in this fine camp.
The Fountain, situated in the centre of camp, is a work of art.
Cold, clear water flows into a large bowl giving a tinkling sound
as of little fine bells, day and night.
The Tryst is a small walled-in enclosure with a stone bench
circling within—a grand secluded spot to meet one or two friends
in camp and visit without interruption.
Upper Temple is the out-of-door place of worship—on a hillside,
overlooking a beautiful panorama of nature in all its glory and
facing the western sky in awesome beauty of a setting sun.
Council Circle is similar in construction to Upper Temple, well
apart from the active centre of camp and situated in the deepest
woods. A small clearing with three tiers of stone seats surrounded
by a stone wall forming the top tier. In the centre is a large stone
basin or bowl where bonfires can be made. This Council Circle is
the meeting place for the Nawakwa Fellowship and for the many
entertainments put on at night after Hillside Evening Service.
The most sacred spot in camp is about a quarter of a mile from
its centre, also in the woods. A large stone altar and cross, a wood-
land sanctuary in a small clearing dotted with wild flowers and
ferns and encircled by tall old trees. This spot is dedicated to the
memory of the Camp’s Founder, Dr. Hadwin Fischer. This out-door
chapel is designed for personal meditation and prayer, rather than
for large assemblies.
The white flint stone found on the camp grounds has been
gathered and used to an advantage in all these favorite spots.
Provision is made for all games— fields for base ball, volley
ball, foot ball and basket ball, four tennis courts, a badminton court,
a cement floor for shuffleboard and a large swimming pool. A
swimming instructor is there to help campers learn to swim, im-
prove strokes or become better divers.
The camp is served with electricity. All buildings and roads
are well lit. The pool is bright with flood lights until Ira Wilson
blows the bugle for Taps. In a short time all lights are out but
those, at the fountain, along the roads and in front of each building.
These are kept lit all night.
This, then, is Camp Nawakwa and with all its buildings and
equipment would be of little value or of any great use were it not
for the fine, wholesome spirit of friendliness, helpfulness and joy
that prevails, and produced by the attitude of those within this