Clearfield Republican. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1851-1937, 1874-06-03
VHOLE NO. 233 CLEARFIELD PA, WEDNESDAY JUNE g. 1874
A Race for a Bride.

Tho following is from tho jackson
(Tenn.) Wig of May .: Love laughs
at bolts and bars and yet, at the same
time, .herc is many slip botwixt the
cup and the lip.' Tho following true
story pungcntly illustrates both OF the
above truisms. 1t happened few
days ago in an adjoining county. A
comely youth fell in love with rural
belle. She smiled upon his suit and
doubtless sighed upon his waistcoat
They resolved 10 become "twain u
one flesh" but the stern father of VIC
would be bride was dead against II
and fercely forbid tho bans But
dove laughs at bolts and bars" and
the young couple stole away amid tho
friendly darkness OF moonlesu night,
fed to ncighbor's and about dawn
the next morning succeeded in pro.
curing tho services Of parson. All
things were made ready to tic the
silkcn knot, and the hopes Of the low.
ers beat high with the joys Of a speedy
fruition. But right here the parson
manifested some doubts as TO tho pro.
priety Of the proceeding, and insisted
on sending for the cruel parent aud
getting his consent before proceeding
with the ceremony. After much nrgu-
ing, and his promising TO intercede
with the girls father, and convincing
both that success would certainly
crown his appeals in their behalf, they
finally consented, and the irrasciblc
old gent was sent for. Here comes
in that other truism, "Thcro's many q
slip bctwixt the cup and the lip" In
due season and within tho hour for
the messenger TO return with the cruel
parent, q fierce clatter Of hoofs was
heard down the lane and a voice wildly
shouting, ~ won't consent, d-d II
| do ! solcmnly forbid them bans,''
struck CONSERVATION and terror into
the hearts Of the would be bride and
groom. The groom ran TO the door,
and, looking down the lane, saw at
its further end the infuriated father
coming like the wind, under whip and
spur, hat in hand ,his whitc hair wildly
streaming, and shouting with every
breath, 81 won't consent" etc. With
the promptness Of a veteran the lover
seized his intended bride and mount.
ing his steed in hot haste, bore her Of
in the opposite direction at furious
speed. Tho father, vita tho vigor ol
despair, plunged his spups deeper into
his ioaming horse, and gave hot pur.
suit, followed by the parson and the
assembled guests all mounted, and TAX.
ing lively interest, in the sequel oi
the race. Down tho road, over hills
through the mist of valleys, into for
ests vocal with the songs Of morning,
they held their mad career. But the
steed that bore the lovers gradually
slackoncd his pace under tho double
burden, and the avenging parent
steadily gained on them. Finally he
overlook the flying pair, and reaching
forth Isnatched his daughter from her
lovers grasp, wheeled his foaming
stced and bore her rapidly towards
home. The lover maddencd, but not
despairing, gave chase; and over the
same road, cheered by the shouts Of
the excited party, rushed the father
daughter and lover. The young man
soon dovoured tho distance between
him and his intended bride, and with
q grasp of iron tore her from the M.
rental arms and cssayed to bear her of
in triumph. But tho old man, game
to the last, renewed his strength and
speed, and again seized his daughter
and furious struggle for the posses.
sion ensued. But the party Of friends
and the parson put an end to the
struggle by giving tho girl to her faith
or and advising the young man "a
wait for more propitious occasion,
Thus ended, but not finally, we ieel
assured, one Of the most exciting races
for a bride known TO either truth OIL
fiction.