Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1881-10-29
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A RACE FOR A BRIDE.
A Kentucky Lochinvar's ThIrty-Mile Race
for Fourtecn- Y ear-Oid Bride.

for n Fonrtecn- Y ear-OId Bride.
A recent issue of the Louisville (KF.)
Courier-Jow7sal tells this story of run.
away couple and q baffled pursuer:
A gentleman from Allea county, who
chanced to be in the city tells an in
teresting story of romantic runaway
match which is now being extensively
canvassed in that part of the State.
Scottsville, pretty village situated in
the county mentioned, about fifteen
miles from the Tennessee line, is the
home of some of the most aristocratic
people in Kentucky. 1t is place noted
for pretty girls and gallant young men,
and among all these the sweetest belle
was Miss Ollie Brown, and the hand
soonest beau Mr.. Joseph Carpenter.
They loved each other unto desperation.
Theirs was the sort of love that always
leads to marriage, and months ago they
determined to link their destines. In
this case, as in many Others, the only
obstacle was parental objection. Miss
Browns mother positively declared that
she was not old en- ugh to get married,
being only fourteen, and her sweet
hearts entreaties were in vain. The
young couple made one or two ineffect-
ual attempts at elopement, but they
were never once baked in their deter
mination to carry ont the scheme in the
sweet by-and-bye. On last Thursday
young MIR. Carpenter drove in buggy to
the residence of bis sweetheart and once
more besoueht her mother to consent
to an early wedding. Mrs. Brown was
inexorable, Miss Brown was fearful, and
Mr.. Carpenter excited. At last, when
every prayer had been denied, the young
man boldly put the question to his
sweetheart:
"Will you go with me, OR mind your
mother and remain at homer"
The girl looked up through her
tears, first at her mother and then at her
lover.
"Ill go with you," she said, at
length.
"Then Gomez" and with these words
young Carpenter caught his lady love in
his srms, and, hurrying out of the house,
leaped into the buggy that was standing
in front of the door. The horse re-
ceived smart blow with the whip and
jumped away in dead run. AS soon as
Mrs. Brown realized the situation she
screamed for assistance at the top of her
voice. In o few moments the little
town was wild with excitement, but the
volume of sympathy seemed to be with
the young people, who had just whirled
through the streets at terrific rate of
speed, taking the road that led to Gal
latin, Tenn. The mother whose daugh-
ter had been stolen wildly basought
somebody to go in pursuit of the fugi-
tives, and, if possible, stop the we'd
ding. At length Mr.. Manion, a young
lawyer, and judge of the police court,
consented. In few moments he was
mounted upon horse of speed and
bottom, rattling out of town in the di-
rection taken by the buggy, at pace
that would have captured the "gentle-
mans cup" at any fair in the State.
From the very start it was race of whip
and spur. The fugitives were evidently
making for Squire Fixes office, which
is just across the Tennessee line, and
Judge Manion was hot upon their trail.
1t was chase longto be remembered
by the people who witnessed it. In
front horse fecked with foam, going
at top speed, and drawing light buggy,
in which gallant youth sat, with reso-
luton upon his face, and beautiful
girl nestled trustingly by his side.
Perhaps mile in the rear q solitary
horseman, applying whip and spur,
thundered along over the level turnpike.
The buggy had the best of the race,
and pulled up in front of Squire
Fixes office fifteen minutes in the lead
of the man on horseback. The clever
Squire promptly adjusted his spectacles
and read the marriage license. Tt was
all right, and the ceremony would be
performed, so the Squire said, and he
was on the point of pronouncing the
words SO feverishly awaited by the
young people, when Judge Manion,
riding like professional jockey, bore
down upon the party and signaled the
officer of the law to stop. 81 object to
this wedding" he said, finging himself
off his painting horse.
upon what grounds ?" asked the
Squire.
at is the wish Of the lady's mother
that she shall not marry. I have come
at her bidding"
You'll have to show something in
writing" said the Squire, bluntly.
Judge Manion promptly took his seat
at table and dashed off an affidavit,
reciting the facts. Squire Fixes read
it, and much to the discontinue of the
runaways, refused to proceed further
with the ceremony. The young people
pleaded, but all to no purpose. AT
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