Grant County Herald

A Romantic Match.

We have just learned of some romantic adventures, which took place in Cynthiana, Ky., a few days ago. It appears that a very clever fine looking young gentleman from Pennsylvania had occasion to visit Cynthiana, on business during the past winter, and while there, became acquainted with a young lady, Miss B----, somewhat celebrated for her charms. Mr. S--, the Philadelphian, was not proof against the bright eye of the Kentucky maiden. He had never seen such a glorious, liquid-sparkling pair of orbs among the daughters of the Old Keystone. He was ravished, intoxicated, and finally proposed to the bright eyes and was accepted.

With a light heart he started back to the Quaker City to make the necessary arrangements for the celebration of his nuptials, the day for which having already agreed upon.

The winter rolled on, and spring and its flowers came again, as did also the particular day for the lover's return but he came not. In two days more the marriage was to come off. The fair one was restive and mortified. With her bright eyes full of tears, she denounced in secret the faithlessness of her lover, and trembled at the open mortification which would overwhelm her if he came not. At this juncture an old and discarded lover, whom no unkindness could divest of hope or lessen the fervency of his first affection, presented himself.

He renewed his suit. "He spoke of his undying love; the holy happiness of the wedded state; of a cottage somewhere in the deep bosom of an umbrageous grove, with the honeysuckle and jessamine creeping over the windows and along the latticed porch." The trembling fair one was charmed at the picture. Love and a cottage, the quintessence of human bliss in the estimation of a girl of "sweet sixteen." She blushed and smiled but yet hesitated.

The lover was in ecstasies at the favorable symptoms. With renewed ardor he urged his suit. He was prolific in tears and promises, and trimmed the cottage with a few more honeysuckles, and the thing was done.

The Philadelphia gallant was given up. He was a laggard in love, and deserved no consideration, her faith was plighted to another, and the same day fixed for the marriage which was to have witnessed her union with Mr. S--.

But the end was not yet. During the same day a third lover presented himself and declared his passion. The fair maiden frankly told him that she had just engaged herself to another, and invited him to the wedding as a guest instead of a groom. On the same evening (Sunday) Mr. S-- arrived from Philadelphia. He was not long in finding how matters stood, and was aghast at the intelligence that Miss B-- was to be married to another instead of himself, on the following Tuesday. He at once took his way to her house and had an interview, with the result he seemed particularly well pleased.

He then stepped into the principal livery stable in the place and asked to hire the best horses and carriage to go to Maysville. The proprietor said it was impossible to accommodate him. That he was to be married on the following Tuesday, and would have use for all his carriages to go on a bridal tour which he proposed. "May I ask to whom?" said Mr. S-- with some misgivings. "To Miss B." was the reply Mr. S-- preserved his temper, and simply remarked that it was highly important that he should be at Maysville at the earliest possible moment, and that he was prepared to give any reasonable price for a carriage. The liberality of this indirect offer had a sensible effect on the proprietor. He got out his best hack and pair, and charged the young stranger thirty dollars for the trip.

In a very short time afterwards Miss B-- found herself sitting beside the young Philadelphian, in the above mentioned carriage, and going towards Maysville at the rate of about ten miles an hour.

It was soon known throughout town that Miss B-- had run away with her Philadelphia lover. Her guardian, who was opposed to the match, at once mounted a fleet horse, and started in hot pursuit. About half way to Maysville, he overtook the fugitives and attempted to seize the young lady. The young Philadelphian waved him off, and spoke in this wise:--

Sir, you can't have her, and you must do one of three things--you must go back and leave us to pursue our journey, or you must kill me or I'll kill you. This talk brought guardy up standing. It was entirely unexpected. And not wishing to kill, and particularly not to be killed, he accepted the first proposition, turned tail and took the back track. The lovers pursued their way to Maysville, crossed over to Aberdeen, were married, drove back to Cynthiana, and put up at the principal hotel.

A crowd at once surrounded the house and threatened vengeance on the Philadelphian for carrying away the prettiest girl in the town, and who was the promised wife of an esteemed citizen. The young man, nothing daunted, placed his wife safely in her chamber, and then came boldly down to the steps of the hotel, and began to address the mob. "If our phonographic notes are correct his speech was in these words: 'Gentlemen--You ought not to blame me for what I have done. Most of you would have done the same thing, had you been in my place. Instead of threats and reproaches, you ought to offer me a complimentary supper.' Still, if you are not satisfied, I am ready to give you satisfaction. I will fight you all, one at a time: and if that won't do, I'm ready to put you all through at once, and then clean out the balance of the town."

This show of chivalry was too much for a Kentucky audience. The sympathy of the crowd at once changed sides. They gave him three deafening cheers, and then rushed in and congratulated him with all the heartiness of a Kentucky character.-- The landlord was ordered to bring out his best Bourbon, and plenty of it, and the crowd, with great good will and sincerity, gave and drank to the happy groom the noble sentiment--"none but the brave deserve the fair."--[Cincinnati Com.