The weekly Union times. [volume] (Union C.H., South Carolina) 1871-1894, 1892-05-27

eksQkod for his el0pe nent waA ~ 0>prdtty
81 poems and Pog2se was at&hekryst.
1rg place promptly, looking ss' pretty
peachean In q new frock. Hezs like
McGinty on his noted descent to the bo..
tom 81 tie pea, was dressed in his best
Side BY side, this pair turned into the
rocky country road, leading across the
mountains 20 Giimer County-eloping.
All through the afternoon they trudged
erthe rough road, aud just as the sun
was setting gloriouslyf behind Lost
Mountain they came in sight Of Tom
Giddens's house.
Tom Giddeus and his wife had ar.
ranged a warm welcome for the bridal
couple. A number of their neighbors
had been invited in, and the Hardshell
minister was on hand to say the cere-
mony.
The reception was little more than
Hez had bargained or hoped for, and he
secretly wished that he had instructed
Tom not to have any one around. He
and Peggie sat down in: the corner to-
gether, and all eyes were turned upon
them, and all questions directed to them.
The minister had to talk to them, and
everybody else piled them with questions.
Hez began to think that eloping was not
what it was represented to be, s
As long as he lives Hez will remember
the marriage ceremony. He will re-
member how he stood in stupor in the
middle of the floor, beside Peggy feeling
the keenest misery and hoping that the
earth would open and swallow him up.
1t was agony to the poor fellow.
But when the ceremony was over mat
ters became worse. ExsEzR26 pressed
"Kiss the bridel" yelledla half-dozen
youngsters. Il
Hes 'shamed to kiss 'er!" they yelled
derisively. EVERYBODY was laughing.
Hez did not know what to do or say, aud
the youthful humorists, bent on fun,
grew louder and more boisterous that he
kiss the bride. 81
Confused, crestfallen, miserable, agon-
lied. Hez pushed aside the crowd.
''Let me git out!' he said, and in one
bound he reached the door.
Once outside, his one idea was to get
away. He never thought Of returning
to be tortured by that crowG.T He found
his way to the big, nnen road and, for
tunately, struck out in the direction Of
his home.
He hit the road in trot. and once in
it, he increased his speed amazingly.
Down the road with streaming coat tails
and open mouth this groom few like the
wind. Down hills, up hills, over level
places, through forests, over branches,
this discounted aud dismaysd husband
dashed at 9 clipping pace. He never
stopped to think, the idea predominant
in his mind was to get away.
How far he would have run II he had
not been stopped will never be known.
For five miles he few like mad over the
mountains, when, before she knew, he
rushed into the arms of three men.
'tHaltp' they yelled, and Hez fell
painting at their feet.
From this point the stofyssM told by
Mr.. Hamp Sniggletree;
"Them there fellers wds revy'ner Of
ficers an they wur a-prospsctin' around
fer still. They ~a. offssss1a ..he Toad
about mile an heard Hes a-runnin'.
They cut acrost the field an made kind
of flank movement an headed him of.
He wuz skeered ter death - hen they
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next mornin' aud two rnor1iha after
wards we wus here in jail. y
Aud there found them.
Their sentence expired somc weeks
ago and they returned home.
The extract from a letter from the
hand of Mr.. Hamp Sniggletree himself,
printed at the top of this column, gives
the sequel to the story. Atle - 0onsti-
tuition,