Maumee City express. [volume] (Maumee City, Ohio) 1838-184?, 1839-05-25

a hot noon of sultry day. The wiIted
heritage turned brown on the sunny slopes;
the clover blossoms shriveled; leaves droop-
ed on their stems; and the long green strea-
mers of the corn curled up. Birds hid ST.
lent in the shade. And the locust alone,
with their shrll music, rejoiced in the glare
and heat. Meanwhile fruit ripened: far
away the polar SHOWS were melting: and
over wide seas, by unseen processes, the
waters rose into tirmanent. Nature
through her wide circuits moved on, as ever,
with benignant grace.
In a hollow sat watching a meaning but
restless spirit of the air. "The world is ob-
solutely dying suffocation," said he indig-
nantly putting. "Where can tile careless
rains be2 Gone 70 hide in the ocean, be-
cause they are afraid of the heat; faithless
towards! And the mean little dews! What
sycophants they are! No sooner does this
tyrant ola sun rise, but they quit the flow
ers that need them, and 60 glittering up
to pay their court. My brother winds, too,
who ought to be more free spirited, have
put on the golden fetters, and leave him tc
scorclt up the flowers and grass at his plea
sure. Let the world be glad that am
true hearted, and can feel for its sufferings.
On me depend its destinies. How grand is
my privilege; how arduous my duty. Nc
( time mnst be lost. will agitate-agltate
--agitate. Now for ablow."
The enthusiastic wind rushed out with a
burst of benevolence. So much was to be
done, that he felt he could not blow amiss. He
stirred up the dust on the dry plains, he tos-
sed the withered leaves, he ruffled the stag
nant pools and at last getting into wood he
made such a roar, that he rose in his own es-
teen, and shouted with altogetherunwonted
might. Some ider brother winds, who had
nothing better to do, came rushing in to
see what the matter was, and by their fool
ish haste increased the noise. More and
more widely spread the alarm, and faster
and faster came the startling breezes. Oul
eager wind began to feel his own impor.
tance, and eated with success, whirlet
swifter than ever, screaming, to the full o.
his voice. "a grand work, brothers glorl'
GUS work. This stupid sun is burning uE
the world, and we must interfere to save it
Come brothers comew "To do whatP
cried they" Agitate, agitate, agitate, you
lazy foolsp And away he whirleG with
such honest zeal, that all the little puffs anC
all the big blows too joined him in CRANE
crcumgyraton of contagious benevolence
Surprised at his own efficiency, the raptur
GUS winds turned too, all alike ignorant o.
what was to be done, or how to do it, bu
all IN great agitation.
All went very well for awhile; the flow
ers nodded: the groves gracefully bowed
the meadows waved: the waters sparkled
and the world seemed waking up. Bu
soon winds of all sorts came rushing in
crowding and jostling, screaming for infor
nation, all willing, for some mischief, AM
some for good ends, and some for excite
ment, and some for love of power to "agi
tate, agtate, agitate." And alas! the poo
honest wind soon found, that the bias
which howled loudest headed the mob
There was no stopping now. In vain HI
cried "Peace brothers, blow softly, aglat
calmly" Madder and madder grew thei
frenzy-and now too alas! there was no es
cape. He was whirled to and fro utterl.
spent, powerless, and horror stricken, at TN
ruin fast spreading over the fieldshe intend
ed in some way or other to benefit. Cras
, went the boughs--the laden orchards wer
stripped-the long maize with its heav.
ears fell prostrate-the ripened whea
was strewed to the ground--and where tn
whirlwind passed, spread track of desola
lion. As he was swept along amid bIuc
clouds of mingled fragments, the poor win
thus meditated
"Ah! | meant well, | meant well; bu
} what fool was not to know what wan
ted TO do, before tried to do it. Had
been true to my nearest duty, and quietl
refreshed the plants and trees around me
!, would have been useful although humble
and rendy for any higher work to which ma
ture might call me. Alas! alas! there wa
more ambition than benevoence in my low
of agitation" w. II. c.
THE PAINTER IN LOVE