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VOLUME 8.
SATUKDAY MORNIN?, JUNE 6, 18T4.
COUNTRY.
ALWAYS IN ADVANCE. >
NUMBER 18
The Breezo.
BT MKS. M. di SCHILL.
Start inj; in the forest,
Milca nod miles away,
Speoding gaily onward
Like a child at play;
Toying with tho leaflets
Crossing meadows groen,
Dancing through the wheat fields,
Gliding e'er the streafn?
Till at length it reaches
1 Blocks of brick and stono,
Nothing to bo daunted,
Still it prt '"JM on :
With a holy'.dission,
Hasting to fulfill,
With its might and power,
? All its Master's will.
Laughing in at windows,
Lifting ringlets fair,
Peeping in at doora
With a rognish air;
{Bringing joy and blesaing
To the weary heart,
'To the fainting spirit
'Giving a fresh statt*
Pevcred pulses cooling
With its light caress;
Droeping hopes renewing
Into earnestness:
Sorrow tear "beguiling
By its winesome play,
Whiep'ring to the dreary
'Of a brighter day.
Sighing with the mourner,
Singing with itoe gay,
Chasing clouds and darkness
Then away, away.
Ever speeding onward,
Never stops to Test,
Till the shades of evening
Gather in the west.
To us an 'example
Of what we should oe
In our Christian journeys
Earnest, Tireless, fretf:
With a word of kindness
For the hight or low,
IBcaring joy wnd. comfort
Whoresce'er wo go.
-"Never'to "be weary
While the .lay shall Its*.
SfforVrng -i'r. God'* triMptft^"
^)L&?^*yia'$aSri
-"TRvcr presrfnrg 'oTVtvaTfl
With "the end in view,
{For the rest of haeven
Waits for me and yon.
Agues Fowler's I?eal.
5fY A.VNFK K. FISHER.
Agnes Fowler was not a beauty.
5ler complexion had neither the pure
ffrerih ticFs of the perfect 'blonde, nor yot
Hvho Ttch darfancss of the brunette. Her
"fooffrttres wefe irregular, and, but for her
*ajeB, fee* face in repose would have
'been 'cabled very plain, if net agly.
Every one who knew her acknowledged
?the 'beauty of her eyes. Large brows
'they were, with, at times, a wistfnUight
in their depths ; at others a flash and
?a r.par-kje that quite won the observor,
?despite iicfothor features, Like a fine
painting h?ng in a plain frame, you
forget that the frame exists and only
see tho beauties which the artist has
placed upon the canvass. Agnes was
?the only daughter of a widow. A little
cottage in the village was their only
fortune, unless wo count the untiring
energy and the ^igourons cultivated
intellect of oar heroine. She was the
?organist in the village church and
toachor in tho village academy.
Odo spring afternoon Agnes was
"walking slowly homo enjoying a bath in
tho spring sunshine. She felt a little
weary with her day's labor, but eon
tented and happy with nil. As she was
passing -Judge Benton'u, she saw a
stranger entering tho houso with Arthur
Ben ton.
K) ! there is cousin Ralph,' cried little
Jennie Benton, as she flow past her
teacher and up the walk to speak to her
?otisin.
Who cousin Ralph was, Agnes had
not the remotest idea. She wnlked ou,
bumming a tune, as she turned into tho
?cross street that lod to her home, wholly
suniiudful of the remarks bciug made
?concerning her,
'There is tho little orgaotst I told you
of, Ralph,' Arther Benton *aid, hastily
drawing bis cousin out again upon tho
piast*,
4 What! that homely littlo thing in a
calico' gown '/ Wncw!' and he gavo a
long low whistle. 'I thought from your
description of her, Art., she must bo
equal to Venus at least.'
Arthur shrugged bis shoulders, smiled
an udd little smile, and led the way up
stairs. His mental comment wa9?
'Agnes is no flirt; but there is n
witchery about her that few can resist.
I want to see how Ralph will make it
I rather think that both have found
their match.'
Tho next Sabbath Ralph and Arthur
wore in their pow when Agnes catuo in.
One sweeping glnnco she cast ovor the
congregation, as sho soatsd horsolf at
the organ, then bent her eyos intoutly
upon her book.
Ralph started slightly as he enooun
tcrcd those eyes. Arthur was on the
watch, nnd somothing very like a smile
curved his lips. Strange as it may soom,
Arthur was anxious that Agnes should
fascinate Ralph. Porhaps tho truost
explanation of his feeling was, he did
not relish the idea of his moat intimate
friend, Ralph, being more invulnerable
than himself. He had yielded to the
charm of Agnes' presence, had offered
himself and been refused in so delicate
a manner, that he Jolt more of the little
noss usual on such occasions. He was
etil I .her friend and esteemed her highly.
He did not speak of her agnin to Ralph;
and, as his cousin had no pretext for
mentioning her, the subject was drop
ped.
One May day the acadt-ewy fead a
picnic. A May picnic with its May
queen, M try pole and all its pleasant
accompaniments, and all tho aunnying
details of such an occasion.
Agnes led her little troop, and when
their wants had been attended, and their
nppotitss appeased, ?ho left them merry
; with their games, and wandered dowu
tho brook a little way. Sho was tired
aud wanted n few quiet moments. Seat
ing herself on a grass)' plat beneath au
old oak she leaned back against tho
trunk, hnr eyos half closed, her little
brown hands lying listless in her -lap.
?? .^vyiolicious languor stojj ovor her
Suddenly she heard a step beside her I
und started up, slightly bewildered to j
liml Arthur Beuton und hi* cousin
beside her. Hor self possession returned
iu tin instant uii Arthur presentu I his
cousin, Mr. Wilson- In a w ck, Ralph
Wilstra had forgotten that Agues Few;'
ler was plain ; had (forgotten everything
save -tfhe swoetucs.-j of her smile, the rose
charm that hung like o witchery about
her, aud tho shy-glances he now and
then caught from those brown eyes
usually veiled beneath their long lashes.
Two, throe, four months passed, aad y<-t
Ralph lingered, anxious, yet fearful to
tell tho little village maidon of Iii?
love.
He had flirted desperately with many
city belles, had breathed sweet nothings
in their ears time and again. Why
should he stand in awe of this little
country girl ? He could not fathom tho
reason. He had never said to her what
he had said to them. Iu fact, there
had been no love passages between them.
He had lingered near her, he had
studied her every word aud look, but she
was sacred to him as a goddess. Her
manner puzzled him. He bolieved her
not altogether indifferent to him ; yet,
sometimes he fancied be saw a look of
contempt upon her face, as sho eat upon
a rustic seat iu the yard, her hands
always busy with some- useful work,
while he, lounging upon the greon
sward near, toyed idly with his cane or
threaded tho. masses of his hair with his
whito jeweled hand.
September oame r.nd Ralph was
obliged to return to the city.
'Do you know, Agnes,' ho said one
night, 'why I have lingered hero so
long Y The brown eyes gave him one
quick, puzzling glance, then were rcso
lutely veiled.
'Because our village is a pleasant
place to tarry in, I presume,' she
answered quietly.
'Agnes,' he said earnestly, 'you know
why I have lingered. It is because I
love you, and have not dared to tell you
po. I have wealth, Agnes; share it with
me.' There was a nervous trcmlrliug
about the sensitive mouth, a tremor of
tho eyelids and then the eyes, grave
and earnest now, though humid with
unshed tears, looked into his.
?Mr. Wilson?Ralph,' Bbe said slowly,
'I will not deny that you are more to
me than a frieud ; but I promised my
father on his death hod that I would
ncvor marry nny mau who had no pro
fes?iou or trade, one whom hands were
soft and white, who, should wealth take
wiugs, knew not how to labor, either
mentally or physically, for his bread.
You may think me peculiar?perhaps
unkind?but you cannot fill my idea of
true manhood as long as you neglect to
develop your mind. Wo wero not placed
horo to lead a butterfly existence.'
Frightened at having said so much,
Agnes hid her face in her bauds. Ralph
sprang up like one awakened from a
dream. New thoughts went hurrying
through his brain. Reared in affluence,
with every wish gatified, this aimles*,
iaaotivo lifo hud become a part of his
nature. Ho was thoroughly awoke now ;
all his dormant energies woro springi ng
into lilo. He would never again bo the
idlo dronq he had - heretofore been
Agnes stole a giants at him, and wond
ercd at the transformation. Ho was
standing erect, his head thrown back,
his really fine features lit up by an ex
prcssion she had never seen bofore.
'Agnes,' he said, as he boot over her
and touched reverently the braids of her
brown hair, 'Agnes, you have spoken
truth. I am living like a poltroon upon
tho fortune my father amassed for me;
I am waiting the fortune God gave me.
Little teacher, your words shall not bo
in vain. When I ant come again, I will
come more worthy of you, or I will uevor
come.- Let me but kiss this little hand;
it is all the pledge I ask. Indued, I
have uo right to ask ant/ pledge.' Gent
ly, reverently, he raised her liitle baud
to his lips, and then walked away.
Five years the seasons come aud wcut,
and with them camo changes to Agnes'
home. Her mother was dead?she was
all alone.
No word had over come directly from
Ralph. Sho had hoard of him in the
busy city as a rising yoaag architect.
U?r cheeks glowed wheu she heard his
praise, although she believod he had
forgotten k?g. ^or a Lvcnr she had. Im-Mi ,
teaching in a distant city, where she
received a better salary.
Five years Worn the time we first met
h,vr, sfce returned to her native village
to vi.sit ?er friends and her mother's
grave.
She was walking si ?wly ?1 eng the
^ree-n Jane that lud to the village cjuio
tery, uumuidful of the violets and butter
Claris that raised their tiny heads and
looked tip pityingly at her.
She was very ionely this beautiful
bright spring morning. There wore
traces of tears upon her sweet face, and
her roscy lips quivered like those of a
grieved child. This was her moment of
weakness, she would be strong ngaiu by
aud by.
A gentlcmau was coming up the lane.
A stranger she thought. Uncousciously
she found herself admiring his tall, man
ly form, and firm, resolute tread. Per
haps it was the contrast with her own
weakness that attracted her attoutiou
aud drew forth her admiration.
Ho came nearer, paused, and held out
his baud4, saying simply :
'My dearest Agnes !'
'Ralph !' she replied, aad placed her
little, hands in his.
'1 have come,' he said,'as I promised.
I truat 1 am more worthy of you than
when wo parted. Two years ago, tho
emergency you foresaw, camo. My for
tune was all swept away. Thanks to
you, I was prepared for the trial. I cau
earn our daily bread uow, I havoasuug
little homo. Will you ooino, dearest
Agnes ?'
40 ! Ralph, it will be like heaven,' she
said, and they weut down the lane to
g'-thcr.
lu after years Ralph used to say,
when his friends remarked his dovotiou
to his wifo:
'1 ought to love my wifo better than
most men, for sho mado a man of mo.
Thero is a distilory in Cha'ttooga
county at or ucar which live meu have
becu mindernd since it was established.
The last one was committed ou Friday,
when ]3en Hughes murderod Jesse Corn
his lather-in law.
Tho Arohbisbup hold a confirmation
service at tho Jatl in Queboo, May 2D,
when the murderer Sohmidt, of New
York, sentenced to bo hanged on the
26th of June, received the sacra
incut.
kbout the Yolcano.
The liddle of the Raid Mountain has
been aol rod at last. The terrified in
habitant: of that region may now return
home an 1 once sleep without dreaming
of volcanoes belching out red hot lava
upou thitm. They need not fear the
sudden coming of the day of judgtneut.
The thing is all explained. There is
no volcano or coming ot the day ol
judgment! in the matter at all; nor is
the actioti of electricity, as some philoso
phcrs woold have us believe. Not by
any incatjs. Sawbones, (who seems to
be doctor judging from his name, possibly
a lawyer,'}} has found out all about it.
lie lives } iu the vicinity and has got to
the bottom of the whole thing. With
some reluctance we give the readers of
the ITeiald his conclusion. Here it is
ill his own language Never mind the
first words, bis subject demands strong
expressions
Near yiiu Volcanic Rkoions,?
March 19,?'II?11 afloat in the moun
tains!'?'fold Bald y preparing to
Erupt 1 ? v-plcano !?Smoke !?Fire !!?
The earth quaking !?Things trotting !'
Lhcar all this, and I could not stand it:
I have never seen a volcano, so I moun
I ted my horse and put out for 'Old Bald.
The news got worse the farther I went
As I approached the mountain I met the
natives a gettin'?men womeu, children
and dogs They begged me to turn back,
and sung, 'Turn, sinucr, turn,' and 1
think some of them prayed for me It
beat old Mrs Ward's saloon at Greeu
ville To ge^ out of the fuss I pushed
on I struck a leading spur of old Raid,
und rode up, up us ??r as I couid ride
Thou I dismounted, hitcued my horse
and walked on Where the spur joined
the main mountain, my way was obstruc
ted by perpendicular rocks I could see
smoke troiu tue top, but I could not hear
the rumblings I climbed up and around
the mountain to avoid the rooks After
proceedin^for some time, I jjfl
"1 ti eli l'' Tr^njRF^T&frrg1' ~4t -,\p'pe^flHBBlw
below mo and father around the moun
taiu i got oa a high point, from whieh
there was a oomuiaudiug view below
The rumbling from the point was terrible
and unaccountable Ju:t here [sawn
sight that astonished me more than if
the earth had yawuod at my feet 1 siw
a wagon with tour mules, driven furious
ly around the side of the mountain It
had oa it an old fashioned wagon bed.
from the noise, there was a few loose
rocks in it How the thing held together
bouncing about over the rocks is uuao
countable It wcut a few hundred yards,
and turned rouud It stoppod about ten
minutes as if to ront the mules ; then
here it came again The road (if it
could be called a road) was about -100
years long It would turn and rest the
mules at each end I saw it make sever
al trips Then I took a driuk from my
flask, aud scrambled down to this Devil's
turnpike I placed myself by the sido
of the road, to wait for the wagou lna
few minutes bore it came Tho driver
did not see me, until he was within fifty
stops of me He appeared astouished,
stood up iu his stirrups (ho was riding
one of tho mules) and tried to bluff me
by yelling out :
'Get out of the way you d-d fool !'
Aa soon as ho spoke I kneT him It
was Gcorgo Sikes He used to live over
iu Buncombe when Madisou was a part
of Buncombe I picked up a couplo of
rocks and placed myself iu the middle of
tho road Thon he stoppod and I went
for bim Said I, 'George, if you don't
waut to be lilted from that mulo with
ono of the dornioks, talk fast'
?Talk what V said ho
' Volcano !' said I
?Now look here, Sawbones,' (he always
called mo Sawbones,) 'you kuow that 1
am a poor man 1 am paid by the edi
tors to do this'
'Rut howiibout tho sraoko and fire V
He said one of his boys was on top
and with sticks and wot loaves he kept
up asmoke At night they built a fire
'How abo ut the blow out?'
Hero Georgo laughed outright He
said the natives were very skittish when
they board the rumbling, but when 'the
blow out' came they incontinently tod
died ! Ho had buried a keg of .powdo r
about eight feet deep, inserted a tin
tube iu tho keg, tramped in the dirt, lit
a .slow match and then she bio v out !
?They say they heard this rumbling
to Old Fort?'
'(), yes ! They hear it thert 1 They
will hear it iu New York soon the ne<vs
is spreading mighty fast! Sawbones, for
God's Bake give me all the tobacco you
have about you?go home to your family
and keep your mouth shut*
I did come home to my family The
old quilt saw mo coming and ran to meet
mo Tho first word was 'volcano!' I
told her tho volcano was all right, but
that tho cussedncsa of human nature
wap breaking my heart, and that if she
didn't get iu the house and mako me a
strong cup of coffee, there would be a
volcano right thero Sho went?not
being a strong minded crusader, Bhe
consequently does what I ask her to
If you are in the 'volcano' business
you can suppress this I do not want to
injure any man's business; aud this
volcano-earthquake busiuoss is mighty
exciting reading
Sawbones.
Popular Weather Signs*
Would it not serve a useful purpo.e
if some scientific meteorologist were to
gather in a mass the various weather
sigus?whether valuable or not?treas
ured by the farmers and other common
sense people of the country, and then
sift them so that those of real value may
have their proper influence, and those
which are merely fanciful may cease to
mislead ?
That there are weather signs in abua
dauce, every body knows. That the
greater part of these signs arc utterly
valueless everybody of intelligence can
testify. Yet that they do practically
influence the mode and time of planting
tho crops, nud of their after culture,
will be acknowledged by many who
would not be suspected of such folly,
aud who cau givo no other reason for it
than the forco of ha?it.
'We are going to hay* a dry month,'
said a'farmer tho jbtln*r day. ' 1
'How doyou know'/' he was ask
|d.
'By the Indian's 8wb of the new
moon' he replied. 'Its horns hung
no sloping that they could hold no wa
ter.'
His companion laughed. 'Why, that's
my Injtn sign lor a wet moon. The
horns sloped so much that they let loose
all the water.'
The sign in the one case is no doubt
as prophetic as in the other.
'Always plant your potatoes in the
dark of the moon if you wish to have a
full crop,' 1 heard tuy neighbors say,
'but never kill your pork or boil your
soap at such times unless }-ou arc
willing to have them shriuk to noth
ing.'
'What is your authority for this !'
'I have always heard so,' ho auewercd
with some hesitation, aud have always
so practiced. Potatoes,you know, boiug
roots, naturally love dnrkuoss. Aud
soap and bacon ? I BUppose thoy take
their cue from the state of the moon.
Tho fact is, that I ouly know that this
is the old time rule.
'We are goiug to have a frost on the
19th of May., said a 'farmer to me on
the 5th of April
I wa;- (hocked, for ho looked wise and
lugrubtious, and a frost at that timo in
our latitude would have cost millio is of
dollars. I asked: 'How do you know
thero will be a frost on that date ?'
'Because wo had a fog on the 19th of
March.'
lie saw me smiling and added, 1
have heard this rule ever 6iiico I was a
boy, and it has never failed yet.'
'The surest plan I kno.v of for foretell
ing the weather throughout tho year,'
said a plauter possessed of at least a
semi collegiate education, 'is to uoto tho
twelve days between old and now. Christ
mas (from Dec. 25th to January 6.)
The months of the ensuing year are apt
to be wet or dry, warm or cold, accor
ding to tho days corresponding.' Ho
seriously declared that for many years
he had pitchod his crop aud ordored his
plantation work under the guidance of
ibis rule, and found that it sorved well
No doubt, for that itmo in advance it
was quite as good as auy other rule
ordiuarily in use.
Another darkoy at Madison has been
killed by a mulo.
The Woes of Wealth,
The wrcthchedly rich Nathan Roth
child never wont out alone after dink,
never entered an uolighted room, hal
servants within call at his bed chamber
slept with loaded pistole under hi* pil
low. A fellow Frankfurter, diniag
with him, and observing the luxury of
hi? household remarked:
'You must bo happy baron, with, ths
power to gratify every wish/
'Il^ppy, indeed 1'was the, rtrfypase.
'Do you thiak it happiness to behead
ted always by a dread of murder?to
have your appetite for breakfast char
pen cd by a threat to stab you te the
1)cart unless you enclose a thousand
guineas to some unknown village.'
On one occasion, when the great -flea
cier had boen to an evening party, andl
had entered his carriage to go home, a
friend, wishing to make an appoint aunt
stepped out to speak to him. The time
rous banker mistook his familiar frieol.
for a highwayman, and thrust a 'pistol
out of the carriage window, with his fa
vorite cry of'Murder' before he coul-t
be made acquainted with the situ?
tion.
As Rothchild grew richer anil older
his fears increased. Ho became alma**/
a mon >mauiao on the subjeot of asrtsjett
nation and many of his relatives thought
him in serious dangor of insanity
through his constant approhonaioua.
Most of the menacing massages ware
unquestionably sent him by his enemies
with whom he was plentifully supplied.
Conscious of his weakness they revas
gad themselves upon htm by iaapicrirg
him with baseless terrors. Ho waa re
peatedly told so, but he could not be in
duced to believe that he did not dwell
in an atmosphere of poisons, peai&rds
and pistols. v
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A Dog and Snake \3tt
?
Several days ago a gentleman in "V ]p
city went out into t'ae country, fdrlta^'
taking with him an experienced pointer
After huutiug some time he observed
his dog to suddenly stop, and supposing
the dog had 'stood' a bird advanced to
shoot it. But coining nearer ho noticed
'.hat the animal was fuauiiog at the
mouth, as if suffering from an attack of
hydrophobia. Under closer observation
be discovered that the dog was the
victim of an enormous snake, which waa
charming it and steadily advancing eft
itn pioy. The dog stood immovable,
perfectly transfixed. The gentleman
spoke to it, but it gave no head so coon
pleteiy was it under the influence of the
dread charmer. Seeing that the dog
was in the most excruciating agony, tho
gontlcman raised the gun and shot tho
snake dead. Instantly, and simultaneous
ly with the shot and the death of the
snake, the dog fell down perfectly hole
less, and to all appearanoe dead. It fa
vived after some Itttle time, but had it
Dot boen for some timely assistance from
the master, it h bcliovod that the poor
animal would have expired with the
vicious reptile of whose charm it was
the victim. The snake in question was
a blue racer about four of fire feat
long, and was killed near Oglethrope
Park,
I - i ~ wm
Trick in all Trades.
A ?sattle dealer arrived in Parts the
other day with the intention of having
his portrait painted in oil. He applied
to an artist near the Mudeleinani la con
cluding the bargain, dwelt strongly on
his wish that tho likeness should be
striking and unmistakably. Tho ^pain
ter pmmir.ed that it should Be SO. ?In
deed,' he added, 'I will appeal to the
most disinterested judges possible?to
your own bull dog; we will show him the
picture aud see whether he recognises
you.' Accoidingjy, when the picture
was finished, it was brought into the
dealers lodging, was placed on the floor
aud the dog was called in. He instant
ly ran up to the portrait and began to
lick it, wagging his tail, and showing
every sign of dolightod affection.. TJjo
grateful dealer, conduced of tho aoaorsj
oy of the likeness, instantly paid dojra.,
the sum dema'nded by tho artist, quit*
unconsoious of tho fact that the 'conn
terfeit presentment' of his features Sad
been well rubbed with a bit baoaa. .