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

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So poens snd Peggis was at( (htfsyst.
| ir8 pisce promptly, looking ~ ss(Fetzy
= peschSs "a new frock. Hes, jike
hcainty e BE noted desVdt to the sos.
! emit ...;s :. - sissS.. 3. s-'.'1 IN n" o'ss
sideby ads, this pair turned into the
rocky country road. Leading across the
mountains % Giiner County -eloping.
All through tbs afternoon they trudged
over the rough road, and Just as the sun
was setting Glcriously behind Lost
Mountain they came ID sight Of Tom
| Giddens's house.
Tom Giddeus and his'wife had ar
ranged q warm welcome for the bridal
couple. A number Of their neiahbors
had been invited in, and the HardshelI
minister was on hand IN say the cere-
mony.
The reception was q 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 Ia 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 tina; eioping was not
what it was represented to be.
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
tiers tiers became tss,n worse. Exsrzsaeg pressed
"Kiss the bridel" yelled a half-dozen
youngsters. f.-r-azf. K 8
Hes 'shamed to kiss 'er" they yelled
derlsively. 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.
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 crowd. He found
his way to the big, open road and, for
tunately, struck out in the direction of
his home.
He hit the road in trot, and once in
1t, 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
nluCpQ
this discounted and dismayed husband
dashed at clipping pace. He never
stopped to think, the idea predominant
in his mind was to get away.
How far he would have run il he had
not been stopped will never be known.
For five miles he flew like mad over tho
mountains, when, before he knew, he
rushed into the arms of three men.
"HaltP' they yelled, aud Hez fell
painting at their feet.
From this point the story Is told by
MIR. Hamp Suiggletree:
"Them there fellers wuz revy'ner Of
ficers an they wur a-prospeotin' around
fer still, They wur often the road
about mile an heard Her a.runnln'.
They cut acrost the field an made kind
of flank movement an headed him of.
He wuz skeered ter death rhon they
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next mornin' aud two mornih's after,
wards we wuz here In Jail"
Aud there found them.
Their sentence expired some weeks
ago and they returned home.
The extract from letter from the
hand of Mr.. Hamp Sniggletree himself,
printed at the top of this column, gives
the sequel to the story. Oonsti-