Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1898-03-26
A TUG ELOPEMENT.


able to force myself to the point of tell
ing the truth about the marriage and
attempt at elopement which preceded
the ceremony. And the determination
to explain the matter briefly but fully
is made simply i'll justice to Patience
and her father, Samuel +. Yelnik, Esq,
president of the Mogul mines and half
a dozen other great financial concerns,
for now | can afford both to pity him
and laugh at him.
Furthermore, the newspapers publish
ed such ridiculous stories at the time
that they really made US all ashamed,
telling, as they did, how l chartered a
steam yacht and snatched Patience from
her fathers arms and carried her away
to sea on the palatial craft on which
clergyman was awaiting us, and of the
demands Mr. Yelnik made upon the
navy department to send warship aft
er US, and how he nearly succeeded be-
cause of immense contributions to the
presidential campaign fund.
OF course only the antiadministration
papers printed this last stuff. for it was
pure stuff and nonsense. Nevertheless
the wild stories were sent all over the
country, and l have even seen cabled
dispatches which were printed about
them i'll one or two journals of London
and Paris And naturally, as you can
understand, all this was very disagree
able
Well, to begin with, did think
great deal of Aforementioned no use
in denying facts-and had been half
in love with her from boyhood. During
the last year l had been with her more
than usual, seeing her at home Or on
the links of the Country club and at
various teas and club fetes.
And by sheer accident, assure you,
| spent the summer on the shores of
Lake Champlain, making studies for
two or three rather ambitious paintings,
to be finished when cold weather came
and Patience was there, too, with her
deep brown eyes and wavy hair and
superb presence. l know this sounds
like eXtravagant description, but it is
accurate, for Patience is one of the
finest specimens of young womanhood l
have ever seen, thanks to inheritance
and wheeling and tennis and golf and
boating. She was visiting cousin at
Port kent-a brunette with red lips
and white teeth and the very mischief
dancing i'll her eyes-and naturally
Miss Elaim was interested in helping
along love affair-for where is the girl
who wouldn't be?
don't know how it happened, but
in some way old Moneybags Yelnik
heard of the situation and appeared
suddenly one evening at the residence
of Miss Elaim's parents. At the time
his train from New York arrived Pa
tience and | were strolling along the
shore of Champlain in the moonlight,
I'll confess, and when we returned to
the Elaim home, some time after 10
O'Clock, We found the callous hearted
old fellow tramping up and down the
veranda, smoking furiously and strok-
ing his white whiskers in manner
that BODIED no good for us.
He never spoke to me, never acknowl-
edged my presence by SO much as
stare, Fact is, he utterly ignored me,
and III admit that hurt my pride, con-
found him! He simply took Patience
by the arm and marched her indoors,
and next morning they went to New
York before l had chance to say fare
well. But was at the station, and as
the train pulled out the dear girl called:
"Goodby, Fred! Don't worry. It's
all right"
And then her father slammed the
window and scowled as if he would
like to bite me in half
During the ensuing six months l
worked as hard as could, but never
did write to Patience, although l sent
messages to her in Marion Elaim's let
ters and heard from her now and then
through the same medium, SO wasn't
really cut off, you see. came back to
town about the middle of September,
and week later Miss Elaim arrived at
the Yelnik home in New Jersey to make
a visit. But of course old Money bags
wouldn't allow me to see Patience, and
naturally had too much sense to call,
but the deprivation was hard in more
ways than one, as you will understand
PRESENTLY.
A month dragged by, and the time
was approaching for Marion's s visit to
be concluded, when one Saturday after
noon | went aboard ferryboat bound
for Jersey City, whittier l was to take
train for the town where Patience lived,
and Oh the boat, for the first time in
three months, | met Mr.. Yelnik. He
was feeling particularly amiable, prob
ably because he had managed to "freeZe
out" some business rival in one of his
great schemes, and he approached me,
saying with a grim smile:
''How do you do, sir?'
"T'm we'll "
Haven't seen you lately out at the
h3use,' he continued sarcastically.
"No, and you're not likely to-" re-
piled, with emphasis. How long this
conversation might have continued I
don't know, but at that moment we
passed in midstream close by ferry.
boat steaming from Jersey City to New
York, and one of the passenger, Oh it,
a girl we both knew, waved her hand
to me. and called out:
"Wait there! I'll be over at once. :"
Then the boats had sAept by each
other, and turned to loolSat Mr.. Vel
mix He was almost livid with rage,
and he trembled as with chill.
"You villain, he said threateningly.
$50 this is how you see each other. By
heavens, I'll make you pay for this. I
suppose you fat arranged an elope-