Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1875-09-17

Win mounted Irregular cavalry nearer
his hounds than he likes
Hold hard there, gentlemen, if you
please. Plague take youl" 20 farmers
son mounted on a puller and plunger,
taking his first lesson in sport. Can't
you come back thereY"
And, led by Vengeance, the pack plunge
into the spinney, to which GeOTglana had
betaken herself. But the bird had flown
on the wings of love couple of miles on
the bridle-road TO Kingscote Church.
By her side rode the man she had chosen
to take in such a very unconventional way
for better-her love told her there could
be no worse with Harry Wilton.
Isn't it delightfulY" she exclaimed.
&C am the happiest fellow in the world.
For your sake, though, | would rather
have had your fathers consent"
Don't be bit afraid, Harry. He'll
storm and rage; but he'll forgive us. 7
know he will; and he never would have
let me have you if we'd waited-well--
forever"
"We have waited precious long time,
darling as it is"
"And III take all the blame. 1t was
my idea, was it not Harry"
"All yours, my own; and very clever
idea too, and worthy of my Georgy's
brightwits"
II love anything romantic" cried the
beautiful girl.
Except hero of romance, Georgy.
You can't make that out of me-"
"I love observation-disclosures
If they had been walking, her lover
would have kissed her lips; as it was, he
kissed the gold knob of her riding
whip.
II wonder if my father has missed me
yet"
Then she wondered if they had found a
fox-wondered what her father would say
when he knew the truth-wondered if
young Elliot would hint at her escape !;
and her lover did his best to reassure her,
for even the boldest young ladies require
the support of the most comforting assur-
ances under such trying circumstances.
"Oh Harry dearl let us ride faster.
feel that unless gallOp like mad | shall
never keep up my courage to do it."
Come, then. But never say that 1t
is not like my brave Georgy. Harkl l
thought heard cry" exclaimed Wilton,
looking round.
"Ohl where" cried Georgiana, turn
ing pale as paper.
q DO you see that fellow there through
the gap2 Dash the Dutchl they're not
hunting"
They're hunting u.s." replied the
girl.
Come on Now for it."
Straight across the country, Harry"
E" As the crow flies"
Here they come down the hill. There's
only one way out of it; we must pound
them"
"Who are they?"
Parson Downes and Mr. Elliot and my
father is not far behind"
A cry followed them; but they rode like
the wind. A double post and rails was
the first obstacle to their runaway prog
ress. Georgiana cleared it at once !:
Harry made two jumps of it. On they
raced, neck and neck, over broad
meadow. The fence was what has since
been called bulfinch. They cleared it
together, and ventured to look back. Their
pursuers had not gained on them yard.
A gallop of three hundred yards over ridge
and furrOw brought them face TO face with
a stiff ffence, hedge, bank and post and rail.
GeOrgiana's splendid animal took it in its
stride; but Harry Wilton made a mess of
it, and tasted dirt
"Oh, Harrym sobbed the breathless
girl.
All IlBut, nO ndTlll uOHc.
He squeezed himself through first and his
horse after him.
"Ohl if you had been hurtn' GeOrgiana
again.
:" We've lost ground now. Never mind
we must make it up"
He leaped into his saddle, and on they
went. The wind bore the halloos of theiI
pursuers after them; but the church was
in sight now, four miles off. They were
in the valley; the church was on hill
There was that bright beacon of hope tC
steer TO. SO they went on at racing
pace, now gaining little on their pur'
suers, now losing ground. Luckily the
fences were not so stiff in this lower past
ure land. Here they got along splendidly
and their pursuers were now out of sight
hidden by the intervening hedgerows
This revived the lady's courage. They
galloped over a forty acre meadow in high
spirits.
We are beating them," said the gen
tleman.
! "We have beaten them" said the lady
| They sailed over fence together;
few yards off was a brook. They came
| to it. Georgiana's mare took it like swal
| low, Harry was left on the other side
His horse would not look at water.
"Now I'm settled" he said.
"Oh, Harry! rush him over it,"
But he would not be rushed.
She cleared it back again, and gave hin
a lead but he would not be led.
Wilton thrashed his horse, spurred him
coaxed him, and swore at him but oil
the bank he set his forelegs out like TIVE
pokers and broke away bits Of the turf
but nothing more.
"Oh, Harry! what shall we do? They
will catch us. They must be in the mex
field by this time"
Come and try to whip him over it,
and she did whip the horses quarters witt
a will, but 10 no good purpose.
" Let us go some other way, we Nigh
come to bridge My father-my father
with them now, perhaps. That horsel
never jump it, Harry"
No, but will" and throwing him
self out of the saddle he gave his horse
couple of singing cuts on the shOulde
and turned him loose. Then taking
run Harry Wilton cleared the brook easil,
enough, and ran by GeOrgiana's side tn
rest of the way to the church.
They've given us up" he said, as tn
pair mounted the hill.
nEdNNI AOA NAlhN-
In the church-yard was a little oil,
stable, built for the parson to put hi
horse in. Here Georgiana's mare wa
tied to the rack. On the bridegroom
arm, painting, she entered the church bu
there was nobody there to receive her bu
the clerk.
Mr.. DOwnes has not come yet"
After terrible ten minutes, hot and ou
of breath, he arrived.
"Why did you nOtstOp?" he asked.
"Oh-h-h, we took you for you
brother, my fathers Mr.. Downes. Wa
not Mr. Elliot with you?"
II was" said Elliot, who, at thi
juncture, entered the vestry.
"To what may we owe the honor Of thi
visitl" asked Georgiana icily
Now, young Elliot had come to do
very handsome thing.
I've come TO give you away, instead @
leaving ii to the clerk TO dO-if you'll /,
me-"
And when the parson, wearing a su