The Farmville herald. [volume] (Farmville, Va.) 1890-1934, 1904-04-15
FARMvILLE, VA, FRIDAY, APRIL Is, 1904.
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/ looked puzzled and said: Here IS
her luggage. but where is she? Sit still
a minute. I will find her?"
He was gone nearly ten minutes and
returning said:
shes in the other car. Well have
10 wait a minute until she gets
through talking with somebody. Says
It will be I'm two minutes and she can
tell her story to You in five. SO Wen
have plenty Of time"
Then Jones asked her something
about golf and they plunged into dis
cussion Of a recent game Presently
she looked up startled:
why the train is moving" she said.
$50 Il is." replied Jones. cheerfully.
looking at his watch. Its only sew
en-, guess they're going 10 switch MS
onto another track. Fifteen minutes
before train time She'll be here in a
minute" Then he plunged again into
golf talk Presently Beatrice stopped
and exclaimed:
"Why. George. they amt switching
at all; the trains going faster every
minute"
"Ill see about #" replied George.
promptly rising and walking to the
door. He was gone nearly ten min
utes. during which she watched in dis
may the lights Of the city whiz past
Presently Jones returned. calm. smi'.
ing. unperturbed.
Well" she demanded what's the
matter?"
Nothing" he replied. seating him
self. There was a mistake about the
train time. was right at first It
was seven. not 7:15."
What are we going TO do?" she
gasped in dismay. Where are we?
Where is the woman who sent for
me?"
Now. Beatrice, be perfectly calm.
and I'll tell you about IT," he replied
deliberately. "You see. there amt any
woman. In fact. didn't tell you there
was-although I confess I intimated
t. It's a man"
What" she exclaimed who is
It; where is he?"
"It's me- Beatrice. so do not be
alarmed" he replied smiling.
He waved aside her attempted inter-
ruption.
you see it's this way. am now
in the character Of a chivalric knight,
carrying away my ladylove by sheer
force and daring. I have just beaten
my hated rival, the duke, to a stand
still in the joust for the lady's hand
The weapons were not lances. but wits
and I've won the lady. Ny steed
isn't a milk-white charger. but It isn't
very slow"
what do you mean?" she gasped
"Are you crazy?"
mo. my dear Beatrice" he replied.
Never more sane in my life have
deliberately captured you and am bear
ing you across the country as fast as
steam can push drive wheels It's the
fast mail and don't stop until we reach
Savannah There a preacher will meet
the train and perform the ceremony.
I've engaged a stateroom for the pur-
pose. Then we will 60 on TO Omaha.
where we will arrive in the morning.
We will then 60 where you will spend
the honeymoon-Denver. San Fran
cisco. anywhere"
Wen do no such thing" she ex-
claimed. as soon as she could catch
her breath. "I'l tell the conductor and |
have the train stopped and 60 back If !
l have TO walk"
I'm afraid you can't" he replied. |
shaking his head 1T is a fast mail, |
running on a contract with the govern
ment They won't stop before Savan-
nah-and We are way out Of the city. |
see" He pointed out Of the window |
where the twinkling nghts had given |
way 10 inky blackness. Perhaps you |
had better ask the conductor. Here he
is."
She did, but he shook his head
Then she Strengthened up in dignity. |
'In get of at Savannah. telegraph my
and 60 home" she murmured.
"As you please" replied Jones.
only it certainly will look odd.
There's no train back before morning
and you won't get there before noon.
Besides the people at home may be
suspicious. You see ! sent word back
by the driver that we had gone 10
Omaha to get married Your brother
and one OF two Of the servants saw
rs drive of together. I'm afraid the
duke has been tol6 before now"
She burst into tears. Jones rose
hastily. You'll find some conveniences
In that grip. had my sister pack It
Tor herself. told her ! was going TO
AXE her to Milwaukee 10 visit you,
hen stole H. I'll see you at Savan-
nah"
He left her and she had her cry out.
She had four hours to do some hard
before they reached sayan-
nah.
Well, the upshot Of Il all was that
ihe could see no clear way out Of 1t,
except to follow his program.
The honeymoon, after the first few
lays. was as happy as could be desired.
Jharles Arthur Fitzmorris. twenty
irst duke Of Battleborough. etc, etc,
tic, blessed his lucky stars that It hap
)ened in time and few months later
married the daughter Of a St Louis
,OOdler.
Testimony Of a Minister.
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