The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1898-02-01

craft, l saw her frightened half to
death as she realized our plot had been
discovered, but in despera ton l shouted
wait for me in Jersey City |"
She nodded, and then we were gone
again. Fifteen minutes elapsed before
our boat left the New York ferry slip,
and during that time Mr. Yelnik
chuckled and slapped his knees and
acted like wild lunatic he was so
overjoyed
''Yes, wait for me in Jersey City 7 "
he mimieked. sob, she'll wait, don't
you be afraid; she'll wait, but for me
and not for you, and let me tell you
one thing, sir-as soon as can get
warrant you'll be locked up and, by
heavens, I'll see you in Sing Sing be-
fore I'm done with youP'
He went on in this fashion till we
crossed the North river again and had
come to dead stop about 100 feet from
the Jersey City ferry slip, blocked by a
feet of canalboats that were lazily
crawling up the stream against the
tide. looked across them to the boat
she had come over on. 1t was blocked
inside of the slip, and horror of hor-
rors, there she stood on the deck ready
to cross the river once more, having
totally misunderstood the message 1
shouted.
A tugboat, awaiting to get down
stream, slowly approached our craft
and came to dead stop so close that
could have stepped aboard her. Mr.
Yelnik had walked to the other side of
our deck, feeling safe so long as l was
there and ahoat Like flash l saw
chance to escape and called to the pilot
of the tug:
Want job?"
THAT'S my watermelon, . he replied.
Instantly cleared our rail and leap
ed to the towboat, shouting:
"Sheer off, quick! Sheer OFF,
The pilot rang his bells, the propel-
Ter whirled viciously, and we shot back
ward from the ferryboat as Mr.. Yelnik
rushed to its rail and swore at us.
"Skim around that fleet, quick"
called, hurrying up to the pilot house
and pulling $40 bill out of my pocket.
"Now make for that boat in the slip
eAhA SbeAnh Wy OAA4 SOO tuC JOuuG 1duV
there, waiting for me-"
"You bet will, " the pilot respond
ed heartily. Bully for you, young fell
Ter. | amt been married long myself. "
In less time almost than it takes to
tell it we had come alongside the other
ferryboat, and the dear girl was aboard
with me, and we were speeding down
toward the bay. When we were quite
out of reach, the pilot asked:
"Now where do you want to go?''
"Oh, anywhere in New Jersey, SO we
can be married without stopping for
license-say to Atlantic Highlands or
Long Branch or anywhere. 2
"You dear old goosep' exclaimed my
betrothed. "Why, we can't get there
under two hours, and by that time he
will have telegraphed all over the coast
to arrest us on sight. y
GOOD Lordl' groaned. "What'l
we do? haven't thought of that
'Why, just let's sail up the Kill Won
Kull here to Bayonne and land in Is
minutes, she replied in businesslike
way. He never would dream of our
going ashore SO close, but it's all New
Jersey and in ten minutes more we
can find minister and be MN mar
RED, she concluded, whispering and
blushing.
And we did so and took the first train
back to New York and telegraphed from
our hotel to Mr.. Yelnik that we would
be glad to have him call on us with his
wife that evening
Since then we have been told that
when the old gentleman reached home
that afternoon he almost had an attack |
of apoplexy, for when he went up the
veranda steps the front door was opened |
by his daughter Patience, who confess
ed verything-how she and had new
er been really in love, but how Marion
had become engaged to me that summer,
and we simply had to be married clan
destinely because Mr.. Yelnik finally
succeeded in prejudicing Mr. and Mrs
claim against me so that they refused |
to sanction wedding. -Coffyn Moody
in Chicago Record.