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TIIE BUTLER HERALD. IMihllHhed liv W. N. BEN MS. (a WEEKLY DEMOCRATIC NEWSPAPER,DEVOTED TO INDUSTRY AND CIVILIZATION, j OXE dollar a r$Ali. ’ f In Advsres VOLUME 3. BUTLER, GEORGIA. TUESDAY, itUI.Y ‘2D. 1879, • WHOLE NUMBER 141. THE BUTLER HERALD. W. N. UENN8. Editor and Pullulier. Subscription Trick 81.00. Psft ANNua. TUESDAY JULY 29th 1879. Only A farmer’s Wife t Two women eat together at sun eet in the porch door of a while cottage that stood under its “an cestral tree” and among its fields of wheat and corn, like a poet’s vision of a quiet resting place for some weary, suffering human soul And one of these two women had eyes to see, ears to hear, and a heart to feel and appreciate it all. She was a tall and stately lady, apparently some thirty years of age—not exactly handsome, but with a grace of air and manner peculiarly her own. The careful toilet, the nameless air of eleganci and luxury, the pale cheek, the soft white hands, betrayed the city dume. While the weary glance in her large, dark blue eyes, which even the quiet of that emmet hour could not drive away, showed thill time had not dealt gently with her and her heart’s idol,but had thrown them, scattered and ruined, at her feat. V Her companion whts some five years her junior, ann many times prettier—a little rdund-laced, ap pie-cheeked woman, with dark hlqe eyes and (lark brown hair and a ronuded figure that was eet off lo the host Hdvautago by the afternoon dress of timed muslin that she wore. At piesent t.l * pretty face was almost spoiled by a querulous, dis contented expression. She was contrasting her own hand, plump and small, hut certainly rather brown, with the slender white fin gers of her city friend, all glitter ing with rings. “Just look at the twul” she exclaimed. ‘‘Thatcomos of making butter and cheese, and sweeping, and dusting, and wash ing dishes, and making beds all the time. That man told the truth that Baid that woman’s work was never done. I know mine never is, Oh, dear, dearl To think that you, Margaret, should have married a city merchant, aDd be. as rich as a princess in a fairy tale; and here 1 am planted for life, plain Mrs. Hiram Parke, and noth ing in the world to compare with you. I am sick of being only a farmer's wife. Margaret Von Howth looked down at her grnwbliDg little friend with a sad smile. “Jenny, it seems to me, as we sit here in this quiet place and look out over all these pleasant fields that are your owl—it seems to me that you are almost wicked to talk like that.” “I dare say, you would never like it, Margaret. Yon would never wish to change places with me.” “Perhaps not. Would you not like to change with me?” “Yes.’ 1 “And he Mrs Von Howth, in stead of Mrs. Hiram Parke?" Jenny hesitated. She dearly loved her haudsome husband. “Well, 1 don't mean that 1 want to give up H'ram. I only mean that I wish he was a city merchant, instead of a farmer, oad as rich as vonr husband is; that is all.” ‘And that is a great deal, themselves and their duty.” Jenny,if your wish could be grant-! She spoke absently, and lfer eyes ed, do you kuow what your life would.be?" said Mrs. Von Howth, coldly. “What yours is I suppose. What, any lady’s is in your posi tion.” “But what is that life. Do you know?” “How should I?” • It is a weary one, Jenny, with more genuine hard work in it than all your making of butter and cheese.” “Oh, Margaret!” “And, oh, Jennyt believe me, my dear, there are no people on earth who work harder than the fashionables who only have their own amusements to provide for. A long life of mere amusements is a dog’s lite, Jenny, at the best.” “I should like to be oonviuoed of it by actual experience,” said Jenn, doubtingly. “So 1 said and thought once. I have been so convinoed. And it is ail vanity and vexation of spirit, my dear.” “But how?” persisted Jenny. “How? In ten thousand wavs. If you live in the fashionable world, you must do as the fashionable would does. Yon must rise and dress, and shop, and lunch, and dress again and drive, and dress again and appear at certain balls, parties, concerts, exactly as your friends do, or be voted bizarre, and out of the world altogether. You, ray poor Jenny, who are by no means fond of dr»ss, what would you do at the fn-h.. s'.i'e watering places in the hottest (lays of Au gust, with livu ohaugvs of toilet, between morning aud night, and a French lady’s timid to tyraunize over you all the time iutothe bar- pin ” “Horrors!” ejaculated Jenny. “Balls that you must go to in spite of fatigue, parties that you must go to in spite of the heat, culls that you must make on peo ple that you detest! Oh, Jenny, I should far rather be at home with the butter and cheese, if I were you Jenny was silent. Here was the side of the bright picture which she had. never seen or dreamed of before. “You love your husband, Jenny?” said tier friend after a time. Jenny opened her eyes wide, “Love him! Why, isn't he my husbaud?” was her reply. Mrs. Von Howth laughed. "Some women in society might think that a a reason why you shouldn’t love him?”bhe said dry ly. “And he loves yon, also? 7 “I should die to-morrow, if I thought he did not." Tut, child. People leave this world when God wills it, not be fore. I dare say you would sur vive his infidelity. MaDy women before you hare lived through such things.” “Don’t talk of it, Margaret, I could not bear it. Why, lie is all the world to me. How could I hear to lose it?” * “Then don't wish him to be a city merchant, my dear. I dare say there are many good men in tlie city—men who love their wives —but, on the other hand, there are so many temptations, especial ly in society, that I sometimes wonder Dot that so many go astray, but that so many remain true tv had a far-away glance, as ii they dwelt on other things. Jenny ventured a question, “Margaret, is yours a happy marriage? Do you love vonr hus band? And does he love you?” Mrs. Von Howth started and turned pale. “Jenny, I would have 1 loved him—I would have been a good wife to him—but he never loved me. He brought me to place at the head of the house because he thought me ladylike and interest ing; that was all. He told me once though not quite so -plainly as this. And since then we have each taken our own way, indepen dent of the other. I seldom Bee him at our house in town. I have my carriage, my diamonds, my opera box- In the season I go to Sara toga, or Newport, while he favors Long Branch with his presence. We are perfect strangers to each other; Ve never quarrel; and I suppose if I were to die to-morrow he’d be uu inconsolable widower— for a week. Jenny, you will not wish to change places with me again. Your husband might change as mine bus done, exposed to the same temptation. Thank heaven I you have him as he is—a good true man, who loves you—and never m.nd the butter anil oheese, Jenny, so long as yonr turfoinesn and his is made up withlfSfc/’* She rose from her seat and stroll ed up the garden walk. Jenny did not follow. She sat on the step loBt in thought. Tho riddle of her triend'B life was at last made clear to her. She had often wondered why Margaret, in the truest of ail her wealth and luxury, should seem so sad. She wondered no longer now. To he the wife of a man who had ng love for you! What “low er deep” can there he than this for a proud sensitive woman? Jedny turned with teui - in her eyes to meet the stalwart husband as he camo from the field. “Well, little woman,” he cried, and then site gor the hearty kiss for which she was looking. Yes, Margaret was right. The butter and oheese were of little consequence, while love like this made her task easy to endure. And the rosy-cheeked little wo man bent fondly down over her “Hiram” as hefluog himself down n t he porch seat, and fanned hitn, talked to him, brought him lem onade, and made him thoroughly happy and at rest. Poor Margaret! Happy Jeonyl Never again would she wish to he more—only a farmer's wife. relief, bore hint to a sofa, where, after two or three efforts to articulate, both respiration and pulsation ceased. Tiie family physician was Bent for, hut being absent, word was left for him to call immediately on * his return. .Meanwhile no aigna of life were visible in Mr. Bauaoh, aud the family convinc ed of his doath, sent for an undertaker, who cRme, aud was also convinced of the death of Mr. Buusch. Before go ing hack to his atore for iea aud box, with which to pdeserve tho body until the time for the funeral, lie attached tile usual crape insignia of deatli to the front do'or hell. He was gone an hour, and then when he reached the house and prepared to remove the body to the box tho jar of removal startled the supposed corpse into life. Sneezing first, he gusped for breath, and in a few momenta circula tion which had been temporarily sus pended resumed its course, uud, though weak, Mr. Bauach became once more a man among the living. The family rejoiced at the recovery, oveiwlielmed him with attention, and even the un dertaker felt pleasure in the usual ter mination to his services, aud joined congratulation. He quickly hastened to the removal of his paraphernalia, tho last tiling to take down, beiug the badge of crape from the door, which for two hours Imd been suspended there.—Ex. SAVED BY A SNEEZE. A Supposed Dead Man’s Farrow Escape prom Burial. Emoil Bauscli, of Floyd street, near Throop avenue, Williamsburg, Tenn., who has been suffering for some time from heait disease, sat down to ilia dinner table yesterday seemiugly in his usual health. After partaking heartily of the viands placed before him, ho rose from the table, but wsb taken with what he thought a faint ing fit, and said he felt sick; then, throwing up his hands, lie fell on the floor. The family, thoroughly startled, though they had long been expecting such an occurrence, hastened to bis [ BEFORE THE ALTER. An Earthquake at it Wedding. An Effect of Evil Omen Upon the Ukide—She Falls Into a Deep Melanuiioly and At- " truafTTio Poises Her-, SELF, r , ' 1 The Memphis Avalanche writes of a sail marriage day, to a happy couple in the city. About two years ago a brijal party were as- semhedina city church under circumstances that would seem to presage a bright and happy future to the galaut groom and the fair flower of maidenhood whom he had won to bear him company in tho struggles of life. They were worthy of each other, and stood there in the presence of the min ister who was about to unite them, with the full approval of family and friends. They were attended hv a chosen company ol theiryouth- ful companions, who breathed the hope that their future might be as cloudless as that of the two who stood BBF-U'E TIIE ALTER. The ohurc'- was filled with tho friends of both parties and the usu- nl numbers of curious outsiders. At last the bridal party had as sumed their proper position, and all eyes were fixed upon the bride as she stood by tho side of the one into whose keeping she was about to entrust her honor and happiness. And he, with his stalwart form and manly air, seemed well fitted for the trust. Everything being ready, the mini Her read the mar riage service, and naught was heard except responses of the bride and groom—the one faint and low and the other prompt and clearly spoken. The service waB nearly done. The minister said: “I pronounce you man and wife.” <At the mo ment that the words were ottered the AIR BKCOMINO SUDDENLY DARKENED, aud before the amazed assembly could move from their seats the church wax violently shaken by the shock of an earthquake. In a moment Mbthing could bo hoard hut the shrieks of wo men aud tiie confused Bound of the mass of people mailing to the door. Fortunately no one was eeriousiy hurt in the panic,‘-although several were badly bruised in the crush, and many had their clothes tom almost off in the frantic endea-ors of tho crowd to reach tiie outer air. But how was it with the bridal party? In the first moment of the excitement tiie bridesmaid and groomsmen had fled, aud when the church Was cleared three ]ieraons only remained at the alter—the minister and themewly married cuuple—and the trio presented a acene that Rembrandt wonld have immortalized. Tiie man of God had left Ids portion behind the ah-er and stood by the bridegroom's side, who stood with pallid face and shaking limbs, his heart almost mo- tiouleaa with fear as lie aiqqiorted in ilia anus the LIFELESS FORM OF HI8 RlllDE and frantically attempted, by agonized appeals and kisses showered upon her illianswei ing lips, to recall 1m to con sciousness. At last ahe revived, but her eyes had no sooner opened than she shrieked and again fainted awav By this time the minister hud gone out and procured a curriuge, and into this was placed the unconscious bride. Her husband followed, and they were driv en rapidly to tiie beautiful hums that Imd been prepared for them. A physi cian was summoned at ohce, and after a while succeeded in reviving the un fortunate girl. Indue time ahe recov ered her usual bodily health, but in place of the joyous spirits that were once heu peculiar charm, there was a settled melancholy which not the ten- derest attention of her husband, or tiie strenuous eudeavoi-a of loving friends, could dispel. In vain was she taken to every amusement that the city af forded. The distracted youug husband at last thought of trying the effect of travel,'andl throwing a-^kUbj alaima of business,’ he took 1 heiTaia SKr to 1 the gayest, .cities of the North and West. She went without a murmur to evejy place suggested, aud was grate ful for his care and solicitude, hut her spirits sank lower and lower, until fi. Rally her husband brought her home in despair. On being naked tiie cause of her melancholy, she always replied, “that terrible omenand nothing could induce her to say more. Months pass ed on and grew to years, aud still the shadow remained upou this household. The bride now merged into the matron and mother, but never recovered from the shock sustained on that happy wedding duy. She was as tender aud thoughtful in her treatment of her husband and child ns could bo imagin ed, but the melancholy that hud first characterized her manner hud now be come a settled sadness that never chang- A bo lit two Weeks ago it was noticed tliut alio was even in lower i pirita than formerly, and about ten days ago she ATTKMl-TED To COMMIT SUICIDE by taking strichuine; hut her condition was fortunately discovered in time and a physician summoned at once, Mho, by prompt measures, saved her life, Since this time the unfortunate lady has remained in the- same depressed condition as before the attempt upon her life, and what the result of this Buperstitious fear of tiie marriage day will be, time only can show. WANTS AND WISHES, We aBked a girl what she wanted most and she said, ‘a lover.’ We asked a wife what she want ed most and she said, ‘kind words from my husband, and children to bear his name.’ We asked a hoy what he wanted and he said, ‘a sweetheart and a hanby home.’ We asked a miser what he waned and he replied, ‘gold more gold.' We asked a gadding woman what she wauted, and she replied, ‘dress and more news to tell mV m-ighbuiH.’ We asked a mother what aim wanted, and ahe said, my darling* to love me.'