Centre Democrat. [volume] (Bellefonte, Pa.) 1848-1989, 1881-09-22
A RACE FOR A BRIDE.
A Kentucky Loehinvar's Thirty-Mite Race
for Fourteen- Year-Otd Bride.

CoTier-.Iotnnai tells this story of run
away couple and bafiled pursuer;
A gentleman from Allea county, who
CHANGED 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, a 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 enough TO get married,
being only fourteen, and her sweet.
hearts entreaties were in vain. The
young couple made one or two ineffect-
ual attempts ut elopement, but they
we're never once baked in their deter
mination to carry out the scheme in the
sweet by-and-bye. On last Thursday
young Mr.. Carpenter drove in q buggy to
the residence Of his sweetheart, and once
more besought 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 mp through her
tears, first at her mother and then at her
lover.
"I1l go with you," she said, at
length.
"Then come;" and with these words
young Carpenter caught his lady love in
his arms, 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 az
Mrs. Brown realized tho situation she
screamed for assistance at the top of her
voice. In n 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 tho streets at terrific rate of
speed, taking the road that led to Gal
latin, Tenn. The mother whose daugh-
ter had been stolen wildly b sought
somebody to go in pursuit of the fugi-
tives, and, if possible, stop the we'd
ding. At length Mr.. Manion, n yoang
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 n pace
that would have captured the "gentle.
mans cup" at any fair in the State.
From the very start il was a 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.
II was n chase longto be remembered
by the people who witnessed ii. In
front horse Aecked with foam, goi-g
at top speed, and drawing light buggy,
in which a gallant youth sat, with reso.
luton upon his face, and a beautiful
girl nestled trustingly by his side.
Perhaps a mile in the rear 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 ifteen minutes in the lead
of the man on horseback. The clever
Squire promptly adjusted his spectacles
and read the marriage license. It was
all right, and the ceremony would bo
performed, so the Squire said, and he
was on the point of pronouncing the
words so feverishly awaited by tho
young people, when Judge Manion,
riding like professional jockey, bore
down upon the party and signaled the
officer OF the law to stop. "I object to
this wedding" he said, Hinging himself
of his painting horse.
Upon what grounds p asked the
Squire.
"It is the wish Of the lady's mother
that she shall not marry. have come
at her bidding"
! "You'll have to show something in