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


to explain the matter briefly but fully
is made simply in justice to Patience
and her father, Samuel F. 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 chartered
steam yacht and snatched Patience from
her fathers arms and carried her away
to sea on the palatial craft on which a
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 | have even seen cabled
dispatches which were printed about
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and Paris And naturally, as you can
understand, all this was very disagree
able
Well, to begin with, did think
great deal of Patience-there's no use
in denying facts-and had been half
in love with her from boyhood. During
the last year | had been with her more
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the links of the Country club and at
various teas and club fetes.
And by sheer accident, 1 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 extravaganza description, but it is
accurate, for Patience is one of the
finest specimens of young womanhood
have ever seen, thanks to inheritance
and wheeling and tennis and golf and
boating. She was visiting a cousin at
Port Kent-a brunette with red lips
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dancing in her eyes-and naturally
Miss claim was interested in helping
along love atfair-for where is the girl
who wouldn't be?
l 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
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his train from New York arrived Pa
thence and were strolIing along the
shore of Champlain in the moonlight,
I'll confess, and when we returned to
the claim 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 a 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 I'll admit that hurt my pride. con-
found himl He simply took Patience
by the arm and marched her indoors,
and next morning they went to New
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we'll. But l 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
I
did write to Patience, although 1 sent
messages to her in Marion claim let
tiers 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 claim arrived at
the Yelnik home in New Jersey to make
visit. But of course old Moneybags
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 Marions visit to
be concluded, when one Saturday after
noon went aboard ferryboat bound
for Jersey City, whittier | was to take
train for the town where Patience lived,
and on 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, STRIP
"I'm we'll.
"Haven't seen you lately out at the
house, he continued sarcastioally.
mo, and you're not likely to, :" re-
piled, with emphasis. How long this
conversation might have continued /
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 passengers on it,
a girl we both knew, waved her hand
to me. and | called out:
"Wait therel I'll be over at once.
Then the boats had swept by each
other, and I turned to look at Mr.. Vel
mix He was almost livid with rage,
and he trembled as with chill.
"You villain" he said threatening1y.
$50 this is how you see each other. By
heavens, I'll make you pay for this
suppose you had arranged an elope-
ment," he exclaimed, getting more and
more excited And he didn't become
calm when l told him his surmise was
true
There were few passengers aboard,
and Patience's father had the sense to
speak in low tones to avoid scene, but
it was awful the way he swore he
would put me in prison for life and
shoot me dead if ever so much as dared !
to look at his daughter again. OF course
he didn't get off the boat at Jersey City. |
He staid close to me, and of course
came back to New York to meet the
dear girl But alas and alack When |
we reached the middle Of the river again
and met the other boat, bound this
time for Jersey City, old Yelnik fairly
trembled for joy and shouted:
"There she is could recognize that /
hat and coat anywhere. So, you see, she
won't elope with you, you miserable,
sneaking hound, you young villain, you
abductor
My heart sank within me as he spoke,
for. looking quickly at the passing