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TWO DOLLARS PER ANNUM, y G?I) AND OTTR VOLUME 8. SATUEDAY MOENI>T$, JUNE 6, 18T4. COUNTRY. ALWAYS IN ADVANCE. }. NUMBER 18 The Breeze. BT MUS. M. K. SCIIK1.1.. Starting in tho forest, Mile* nnil miles away, Speeding gaily onward Like a child at play ; Toying with tho leaflets, Crowing meadows grocn, Dancing through the w*<?st fiolds, Gliding o'er the stream? Till at length it reaches ' Blocks of brick und Mono, Kothing to bo dauutcd, Still it prt, *Js on : With a holyhnission. Hasting to fulfill, With its might and power, I All its Master's will. Laughing in nt windows, Lifting ringlots fair, Peeping in at doors With a roguish air; ?Bringing joy and blessing To tho wea~y heart, 'To the fainting spirit 'Giting a fresh start* Fevered pulses cooling With its light oavvSS; Drooping hopes renewing Into sarnestness: Sorrow tear "beguiling By it a winesomo play, "Whisp'ring to tho dreary Of a brighter day. Sighing with the mourner, "Singing with 1*ho gay, {'busing clouds and darkness Then away, away . liver speeding onward. Never stops forest, Till the shades of OToning Gather in tha west. To us an ?xamplo Of what wj should "be ?in our Christian journeys En merit, Tvrtloss, fnns "With a word of kindness For the hight or low, !Bcnring joy mmd comforl Whoreaoa'or wo go. ?Vevcrttoho woary While the day shill Ifctft. WarVrag 'rn Gofl^iai^*?^ TiJ^p uisyiiir V?sti i?ver presrfitrg 'rmtrard With the end in view, fr'or the rest of haeren ^IVniis for me and yon. Agstps Fowler's I?de?L IfY XN"NfE K. FISHER. Agnes Fowler wns not a beauty. Hier complexion had neither the pure tTrcr/buera of the perfect blonde, nor yet 'tho 'rich darkness ot the brunette. Her fcotonres were irregular, and, but for her ?eye?, feet face in repose would have 'been 'ca'llefi very iplaia, if not agly. Every one who knew her acknowledged tho 'beauty of her eyes. Large brows they wore, with, at times, a wistfal light 'in their depths ; at others a flash and ?a fparkle that quite won the observer, 'despite her-other feature;. Like a fine {painting hwng 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 daughtor of a widow. A little cottage in the village was their only fortune, unless wc count the untiring energy and the vigourous cultivated intellect of oar heroine. She was tho organist in the villago ehurch and 'teacher in the villago academy. One spring afternoon Agnes was walking slowly homo enjoying a bath in tho spring sunshine. Sho felt a little weary with her day's labor, but con tented sod happy with all. Ac sho was massing Judge Benton's, she rtaw a stranger entoring the houso with Arthur Benton. *0 ! there is cousin Ralph,' cried little Jennie Benton, as she flew past her teacher and up tie walk to speak to her vsousin, Who -censin Ralph was, Agnes had not the remotest idea. She walked on, bumming a tune, as she turned into the cross etreet that led to her home, wholly unmindful of the remarks being uiadc concerning hor, 'There is tho little, organist I told you of, Ralph,' Arthcr Benton said, hastily drawing his oousin out again upon the {riazga* 4 What! that homely little thing in a calico' gown 7 Whew!' 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 his shoulders, smiled an odd little smile, and led the way up stairs. His mental comment was? 'Agnes is no flirt; but there is a 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.' The next Sabbath Ralph and Arthur were iu their pew when Agnes came in. One swooping glanco she cast ovor the congregation, as she seated herself at the organ, then bent her eyes intently upon her book. Ralph started slightly as ho encoun tered those eyes. Arthur was on the watch, and something very like a smile curved his lips. St range as it may seem, Arthur was anxious that Agnes should fascinate Ralph. Perhaps the truost explanation of his feeling was, he did not relish the idoa of his most intimate frtond, Ralph, being more invulnerable thnn himself. Ho hud yielded to the charm of Agnes' presence, bad offered himself nod been refused in so delicate a manner, that ho felt more of the little ncss usual on such occasions. He was still her friend and esteemed her highly He did not ppeuk of her again to Ralph: und, as his cousin had no pretext for mentioning her, the subject was drop pcd. One May day the aendewy had a picnic. A May picnic with its May queen, May pole and all its pleasant accompaniments, and till the annoying details or such an occasion. Agnes led her itttie troop, and whoa their wants had been attended, and their appetites appeased, she left them merry with their games, and wandered dowu the brook a little way. She was tired and wanted a few quiet moments. Seat iug herself on a grassy plat beneath nu old oak she leaned back against the trunk, her eyes half closed, her little brown hands lying listless in her ?Jap. - ? -As*v?|el>cious languor Ktolj over her Suddenly she heard a stop beside her und Mat ted up, slightly bewildered to find Arthur Bonto.i and his cousin beside her. llor self possession ret unmd in tin instant as Arthur presente I his cousiu, Mr. Wilson.. In a w ck, Ralph Wihseei had forgotten that Agnes Fow lor was plain ; had forgotten everything save -fhe sweetness of her smile, the rose charm that hung like a witchery about her, und the shy-glances he now and then caught froui those brown eyes usually veiled beneath their long lashes. Two, throe, four mouths passed, uad yet. Ralph lingered, anxious, yet fearful to tell tho little village maidon of his love. He had flirted desperately with many city belles, had breathed swoet nothings in their ears time and again. Why should he stand iu awe of this little country girl ? Ho could not fathom the reason. He had never said to her what he had said to them. In fact, there had been no love passages between them. He had lingered near her, he had studied her every wordatid look, but she was sacred to him as a goddess. Her manner puzzled him. He bolicvcd her not altogether indifferent to hitu ; yet, sometimes he fancied he saw a look of contempt upon her face, as she sat upon a rustic seat in the yard, her hands always busy with some useful work, while he, lounging upon the green sward near, toyed idly with his cane or threaded tho masses of his hair with his white jeweled hand. Septcmbor oame and Ralph was obliged to return to the city. 'I>o you know, Agnes,' ho said one night, 'why I have liugered hero so long V Tho brown eyes gave him one quick, puzzling glance, theu were roso lutely veiled. 'Because our villnge is a pleasant place to tarry in, I presume,' she answered quiotly. 'Agnes,' be said earnestly, 'you know why I have lingered. It is because I love you, and havo not dared to teli you so. I have wealth, Agnes j share it with inc.' There was a uorvona trcmb-liug about tho sensitive mouth, a tremor of tho eyelids and thon the eyes, grave and earnest now, though humid with unshed tears, looked into his. 'Mr. Wilson?Ralph,' she said slowly, 'I will not deny that you are more to me than a friend j but I promised my father ou his death bod that I would never marry any man who had no pro fos?ion or trade, ono whom bauds were soft and white, who, should wealth take wings, know not how to labor, either mentally or physically, for his bread. You may thiuk mo peculiar?perhaps unkind?but you cauuot fill my idea of true manhood as long as you neglect to develop your mind. Wo were not placed horo to load a butterfly existence.' Frightened at having said so much, Agnes hid her face iu her hands. Ralph sprang up like one awakened from a dream. New thoughts went hurrying through his brain. Roared iu affluence, with every wish gitilied, this aimietH, inactive life had become a part of his nature. Ho was thoroughly awoke uow ; all his dormant energies wore springi ng into lifo. He would never agaia bo the idlo drone ho had - heretofore been Agnes stole a glaucc at him, and wond crcd nt the transformation. He was standing erect, his head th rown back, his really fine fcaturca lit up by an ex prcssion she had novcr soon before. 'Agnes,' he .-aid, as ho bent over her and touched reverently the braids of her brown hair, 'Agnes, you have spf.kea truth. I am living like a poltroon upon the fortune my father amassed for me ; I am waiting the fortuno God gave me. Little teacher, your words shall not be in vain. When I am come agaio, I will come more worthy of you, or I will never conic.. Let me but kiss this little hand; it is all the pledge I ask. Indeed, I have uo right to ask any pledge.' Cent ly, reverently, he raised her little baud to his lips, aud then walked away. Five years the seasons come aud went, and with them came changes to Agios' home. Her mother was dead?she was all alone. No word had over come directly from Ralph. She had heard of him in the busy city as a rising young architect. Her cheeks glowed wheu ?ke heard his praise, although she believed he had forgotten ker. ^or hvcdy she h id.ly '.in. teaching in a distant city, where she received a better salary. Five years from the time wc first met her, sf.e returned to her native village to visit Tier friends and her mother's grave. She was walkiag ?l >wly al ong the green lane that leJ to the village c-.;mtj tery, unmindful of the violets aud butter cujps that raised their tiny heads aud looked tip pityingly at her. She was very lonely this beautiful bright spring morning. There wore traces of tears upon her sweet face, and her rosey lips quivered li ke those of a grieved child. This was her moment of weakness, she would be strong again b}' and by. A gentleman was coming up the lane. A stranger she thought. Unconsciously she found herself admiring his tall, man ly form, and firm, resolute tread. For haps it was the contrast with her own weakness that attracted her atleutiou aud drew forth her admiration. Ho came nearer, paused, and held out his hand4, saying simply : 'My dearest Agnes!' 'Ralph !' she replied, aud placed hor little hands in his. 'I have come,' he said, 'as I promised. I trust I am more worthy of you than when we parted. Two years ago, the emergency you foresaw, came. My for tune was all swept away. Thanks to you, I was prepared for the trial. I can earn our daily bread uow, I havoasuug little homo. Will you ootno, dearest Agnes ?' 'U ! Ralph, it will be like heaven,' she said, aud they went down tho lane to gether. Iu after years Ralph used to say, when his friends remarked his devotion to his wife : '1 ought to love my wifo better than most men, for she made a man of mo. There is a distilcry in Cha'ttooga eouuty at or near which five men have been murdurod since it was established. The last ono was committed on Friday, when Den Hughes murdered Jesse Corn his father-in law. ???> - - -?????? The Archbishop held a confirmation service at the Jatl in Quebec, May 2i), when the murderor Schmidt, of New York, sen tenced to be hanged on tho 26th of dune, received tho sacra ment. I bout the Volcano. The uiddle of the Bald Mountain has boon solved at last. The terrified in habitants ofthat region may now return homo an 1 once sleep without dreaming of volcanoes belching out red hot lava upon tit.:m. They need not fear the sudden cjoniing of the day of judgment. The thiim is all explained. There is no volcano or coming of tho day ot judgment!, in the matter at all; nor is the action of oloctricity, us some philoso phcrs would bavo us believe. Not by any menrjs. Sawbones, (who seems to be doctor judging from his name, possibly a lawyer,'^ has found out all about it. He lives iu the vicinity atid has got tu the bottom o.f the whole thing. With some reluctance we give the readers of the Ilciuld his conclusion. Here it is in his own language Never tnitid the first words, his subject demands strong expressions Near the Volcanic Regions,? March 19,??II?11 afloat iu the moun taitib !'?'fold Raid y preparing to Erupt!?-Volcano!?Smoke !?Fire! 1? The earth quaking !?Things trotting !' I. hear all this and I could not stand it : I have never seen a volcano, so I moun ted my horse and put out for'0 Id Raid. The uews got worse tho farther I went As I approached tho mountain I met the natives a gettin'?men women, children and dogs They begged me to turn back, and sung. 'Turn, sinner, turn,' and 1 think some of them prayed for mc It beat old Mrs Ward's saloon at Green ville To ge^ out of the fuss I pushed on I struck a leading spur of old Raid, uud rode up, up as far as I could ride Then I dismounted, hitcaed my horse and walked on Where the spur joined the main mountain, my way wjs obstruc ted by perpendicular rocks I could soe smoke trom the top, but I could not bear the rumbling* I climbed up and around the mountain to avoid the rocks Aft] p rooc (^j^M^>?r ^"1<C -Vimo' below me and fat her around the moun tuiu I got on a high point, from which there was a, commanding view below The rumbling from the point was terrible and unaccountable Just here [sawu sight that astonished me more than if the earth had yawned at my feet I s.w a wagon with lour mules, driven furious ly around the side of the mountain it had on it an old fashioned wagon bed. 1'roui the noise, there was a few loose rocks iu it How the thing held together bouncing about over the rocks is uuac countable It went a few hundred yards, and turned round It stopped about ten minutes as if to rest the mules ; then here it came again The road (if it could be oalled a road) was about 400 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, and scrambled down to this Devil's turnpike I pUoed myself by the sido of the road, to wait for the wagon lna few miuutes hare it came Tho driver did not seo me, until he was within fifty stops of me He appeared astonished, stood up iu his stirrups (he was riding one of the mule.-.) and tried to bluff mo by yelling out : 'Get out of the way you d-d fool !' As soon as he spoke I knev him It was George Sikes He used to live over iu Buncombe whon Madison was a part of Ruucombo I pickod up a cotiplo of rocks and placed myself iu the mid lie of tho road Thon be stopped and I went for bim Said I, 'George, if you dou't want to be lifted from that mule with one of tho dornicks, 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 how about tho smoke and fire V He said one of his boys was en top and with sticks and wot leaves he kept up asmoke At night they built a lire 'How abo ut the blow out ?' Hero George laughed outright He said the natives were very skittish when they heard the rumbling, but when 'the blow out' came they incontinently tod died ! He hud buried a keg of .powder about eight feet deep, inserted a tin tubo iu tho keg, tramped in the dirt, lit a slow match aud then she blov out .' 'They say they heard this rumbling to Old Tort?' '<), yes ! They bear it there ! They will hear it in New York soon the news is spreading mighty fast! Sawbones, for God's sake give mo 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 me coining and ran to moet mo The first word was'volcano !' I told her the volcano was all right, but that the cussedncss of human nature was breaking my heart, and that if she didn't get in the house and make me a strong cup of coffee, there would be a volcano right there Sho wcut?not being a strong minded crusader, she oonsequeutly 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; and this volcano-earthquake business is mighty exciting reading Sawbones. Popular Weather Signs Would it not serve a useful nurpo.e if some scientific meteorologist were to galher iu a mass the various weather signs?whether valuable or not?treas m od 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 dance, every body knows. That the greater part of these signs are utterly valueless crcrybody of intelligence can testify. Yet that they do practically influence the modo and time of pluntiu^' tho crops, and of their after culture, will ba ackoowfedged by many who vouTd uot be suspected of such folly, aud who cau give no other reason for it than tho force of babit. 'We are going jo havo a dry month,' 1 said ti; farmer the jb'thor ciay. ' 'Hove uoyou kuow V he was ask fd. 'lly the Indian's sivn of the new moon' hi; replied. 'Its horns hung .so sloping that they could hold no wa ter.' His companion laughed. 'Why, that's in}' [ujin sign lor a wet moon. The horns sloped so much that they let loose all the water.' The sign in the ono case is no doubt as prophetic as in tho other. 'Always plant your potatoes in the dark of the moon if you wish to have a full crop,' 1 heard my neighbors sa}-, 'but never kill your pork or boil your soap at Mich times unless you arc willing to have them shrink to uoth ing.' 'What i3 your authority for ibis !' '1 have always heard so.'he uueworcd with some hesitation, 'aud have always so practiced Totatoes, you know, boiug roots, naturally love dwkuess. Aud soap and bacon?I suppose thoy take their cue from tho state of the moon. Tho fact is, that I only know that this is the old time rule. 'Wc are going to have a frost on the 19th of May. said a 'farmer to me on the ?th of April I wa - shocked, for he looked wise and lugrubrious, and a frost at that time in our latitude would have cost millions of dollars. I asked: 'How do you know there will be a frost on that dato V 'Uccause wo had a fog on tho 19th of March.' lie saw me smiling and added, :I have heard this rule ever since I was a boy, and it has never failed yet.' 'The surest plan I kuo.v of for foretell ing the weather throughout the year,' said a plauter possessed of at least a semi collegiate education, 'is to note tin twelve days between old and now. Christ mas (from Dec. 25tb co January 0.) fhc months of the ensuing year are apt to be wet or dry, warm or cold, accor ding to tho days corresponding.' He seriously declared that for many years he had pitched his crop aud ordered his plantation work under tho guidance of this rule, and found that it snrvod woll No doubt, for that itmo in advance it was quite as good as any other rule ordinarily in use. Another darkey at Madisou hae been killed by a mule. The Woes of Wealth. The wrethchedly rich Nathan Roth chiiu never went out alona after davit, never entered an unlighted room, had servants within call at his bed chamber, slept with loaded pistole under hit pU low. A fellow Frankfurter, dintsg with him, and observing tho luxury of his household remarked: 'You must bo happy baron, with Aa power to gratify every wish/ 'Happy, indeed !'was the, raipjtsee. 'Do you thiak it happiness to be haaa ted always by a dread of murder?-to have your appetite for breakfast ahar pened by a threat to stab you to the heart uuless you enclose a thousand guineas to some unknown village.* On one occasion, whon the great fiaa cier had boen to an evening party, and had entered his carriage to go horns, a friend, wishing to make an appointunQt stepped out to speak to him. The time rous banker mistook his familiar frical for a highwayman, nnd thrust a pistol out of the carriage window, with h? fa vorite cry of'Murder' before he oouM be made acquainted with the oitu? tion. As K'ithchild grew richer anil older his fears incroaied. lie became aimeff a mun unaniao on tho subjest of afftesstt nation and many of his relatives thought him in serious danger of insanity through his constant apprehensions. Most of the menacing messages wars unquestionably sent him by his enemies with whom he was plentifully supplied. Conscious of his weakness they reran ged themselves upon him by inspiring him with baseless terrors. He wse ra pcatedly told so, but he could aot ba ta duccd to befieve that he did not dwell in an atmosphere of poisons, poaierdi and pistols. N A Dog and Snake Several days ago a gentleman in . ^ ' city went out into t'tie country, fovlta^,' taking with him an experienced pointer After hunting some time he observed his dog to suddenly stop, and supposing the dog had 'stood' a bird advanced to shoot it. Hut coming nearer he noticed that (ho animal was foaming at the mouth, as if suffering from an attack of hydrophobia. Under closer observation lie discovered that the dog was the victim of an enormous snake, whioh was charming it and steadily advancing on ito ptoy. The dog stood immovable, perfectly trausQxed. The gentleman spoke to it, but it gave no head so com pletoly was it under the influeoco of tho dread charmer. Seoing that the dog wub 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 tho snake, the dog fell down perfectly help less, and to ail appearanoe dead. It re vived after some Itctie time, bat had it not boen for some timely assistance from the master, it is believed that the poor animal would have expired with the vicious reptile of whose charm it wae the victim. Tho anako in question was a blue racer about four of five feat long, and was killed Bear Oglechrope Park, Trick in all Trades. A cattle dealer arrived in Paris tho other day with the intention of having his portrait painted in oil. He applied to nn artist near the Madoleinani In con cluding the bargain, dwolt strongly ou his wish that tho likeness should bo striking and uumistakably. Tho "pain ter promised 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 htm tho picture and see whether he recognises you.' Accoidingjy, when the picture was finished, it was brought into tho dealers lodging, was placed on tho floor and tho dog was called in. Ho instant ly ran up to the portrait and bogan to lick it, wagging his tail, and showing every sign of dolightod affection.. Tho grateful dealer, convinced of the aojurr* ey of the likeness, iustiutly paid down-, tho sum demanded by tho artigt,, quita unconscious of the fact that the 'coun terfeit presentment' of bis features sad been well rubbed with a bit baooo. .