The Wyandot pioneer. (Upper Sandusky, Ohio) 1853-1868, 1858-04-16

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ers. He did hear the dialogue with which
commenced this Aistoriette. He posses
sed himself Of the plan Of the contemplat
ed elopement, and he was satisfied.
"Sheis going to run away, is she!
he said to himself: "I'll teach him a les
son and as for the little gypsy, IN settle
her little business very speedily" a5
After tea that evening. Mary returned
to her little room, her heart beating with
anxiety for the approach of midnight
Her surprise may be imagined when,
half and hour afterwards she found her.
self prisoner She tried the handle oI
the lock. It would not move, what was
to be done? Could it have been fastened
on her by accident? She called for her
father, and he came.
"What's the matter, Mary ?" was his
exclamation, without however, opening
the door. ...... .............. f.
"My door is fast, and I can't get out p
Every well, dear" was his reply Ego
to bed, like good girl, and I'll open it in
the morning" -
She knew it was not Of the slightest use
TO demonstrate. He must, by some
means, have discovered her design. She
could do nothing but weep and bite her
lips in vexation. -..--'....--. .---.---
The next thing the farmer did was to
visit the barn, as usual. 1t had large
wagon-door, in which was cut for COM
mon use, smaller entrance. The latter
was only secured by the ordinary latch in
side, which was lifted in the customary
way, by thrusting finger through a
small hole made in the door, beneath the
latch for that purpose.
Farmer Miller remained in the barn
long enoughito arrange matters to suit his
private purposes, and then coming out,
the stable that adjoined, or rather that
lay partly beneath it, he walked quietly
home, laughing to himself. He first lis
tened at his daughters room and finding
all quiet, retired to his own room and
went to sleep. 81 T 81 q l
Just about midnight. a horse and wag-
on drew silently up, on the road, behind
Farmer Niller's barn. Joe Clavers got
stealthily out Of the vehicle, jumped the
fence, and crept cautiously around to the
door Of the building in question. How
happy he felt In another moment Mary
would be his darling little wife. Farmer
Miller would storm, Of course but the
farmer loved his daughter dearly. He
was proud Of her. He would, therefore,
relent, forgive and bless them Full Of
these delightful anticipations, Joe thrust
his finger in the hole Of the barn door to
reach the latch, but--Ah how he
yelled with pain. A steel-trap, adroitly
On the inside, SO as to catch any obtrud-
ing article, had snapped, and his bleeding
inger was held fast with its iron teeth
It was cold night, and Joe's feelings
may be conjectured as he stood there
'hivering and shaking, hour after hour,
Unable to move from the spot, held pris-
,ner hv the savare instrument. his lacar-
sted finger occasioning him acute agony,
mi his heart fairly sinking into his boots
With the conviction that daybreak would
'nly expose him to the farmers indigna.
ion, and the village ridicule. ssz1
Just at dawn, Farmer Miller. chuck
ing over the success of his rase, went
own to the barn. There still stood Joe,
nd not far of the horse and wagon. I
eed not say how Joe implored pardon,
nd promised everything that could be
esired to purchase it and silence. Far
Ter Miller and he finally closed q bar
ain. Joe was released. Nay. more,
armer Miller gave him hundred dol
RS, and Joe was in New York, before
oen,s envoute for Iowa. t.
Az for Mary--this incident occurred
70 years ago--and I have just Kissed
srTfrst baby. She pleased her father,
ID seems TO hare pleased herself iascen.
'quence, quite as. much. rsgio b, ~ h