The weekly Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1854-1861, 1859-07-07
Sflist&llautous,
My Runaway Match.

That was in love was a fact that did not
admit of shadow of doubt. | deported
myself like person in love; looked and
felt like person in love. The affection
that had taken possession of my youthful
heart was no every day one. was sure Of
that. There were not words enough in the
English language to describe the heighth,
depth, length, and breadth Of its grandeur.
1t was destined TO be q grand uccompani.
ment Of the ages yet to be; fixed principle
throughout eternity; planet Of surprising
beauty in the broad heavens of home uffec.
tion. My love wos returned-the strong
yearning Of my nineteen year old heart
went out into the direction OF the most beau.
tiful maiden in all the country who, in re-
turn, sent the yearning of her heart to meet
mine. Twice week, us often as the week
came around, went up to the old brown
house Of DR.. Stoddard to tell his daughter
my love, and as regularly listened to reci-
tai of it's return from the red lips of my
charming Janet. The good doctor made
merry at our expense, and HE jolly wife took
awicked pleasure in constantly reminding
US Of our youth. Janet was tortured by sly
references to her play. house in the shed, her
long.sleeved pinafores and pantalettes of six
months before; while l was offered an old
coat OF the Doctors for my mother to make
into dressing gown for me.
We were nevertheless, determined to be
mofried. We would steal syly away from
the house while our cruel friends reposed in
the arms of Morpheus; HE US, on "the
wings of love-" to the nearest city; Janet
would become, in moments time. Mrs. ia.
son Brown.
AT once we set about making preparations
for this important journey. Everything, of
course, must be conducted with the greatest
secresy. At twelve O'Clock was to leave
my home stealthily, get my fathers grey
nag noiseessly out of the barn and harness
her, and then proceed to Jonet's. Janet was
TO be waiting for me at her chamber window.
was to place ladder at the same window;
she was 10 descend that ladder; we were to
fly down to the road through the old lane to
the spot where the horse was fastened, and
the wind should not outrun US.
There was but one difficulty in the way.
Janet's room was shared by her sister Fan
ny, little, mischievous, wicked creature oil
eleven years, who, to use Janet's words,
"wss awake at oil hours Of the night
There was but one way if Fanny was a.
reused, she must be bribed into silence. -
For thSt purpose placed in Jane,'s hand Q
round shining dollar. But Janet needed as
sistance, go she concluded to make Fanny
her confdant the very afternoon before we
started, and in that case prevent all posi-
tbility of raising the house by sudden out
cry.
- Well, the long looked for, hoped for, ant
yet dreaded night arrived at last. How
slowly its leaden feet carried away the
-hours. and what strange load of heartfelt
emotions I bore up. as sat by my chamber
window looking out; as thought, for the las
time, upon the home Of my father. The
moon was out in all her splendor; she was
kind to me. lighting up with her silver torch
es all the spots my eyes might wish to res
upon before ] went out into the world ,
wanderer. The broad fields lay out smooth
and shining before my gaze: the felds il
which had worked by my fathers side since
1 was little boy-ah ia dear kind father
he had been At this juncture my throat
began to swell. ! turned away from the
window; at .e.s, i'-ra- .-r'r-i