Rensselaer Union, Volume 8, Number 2, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 30 September 1875 — How an Elopement Was Frustrated. [ARTICLE]

How an Elopement Was Frustrated.

Just west of the Paterson plank-road,' near • Hoboken, N. J., resides William Fulchler, a well-to do florist, who has two daughters. One, Amanda, about twenty, has for a long time sold flowers and bouqueis on Broadway. She was rather pretty. She met Philip Cushing, who resides in Hoboken, and does business in the Jersey Abattoir, and they agreed to get married; but old Mr. Fulchler had no idea of losing his daughter, as upon her depended the greater portion of the income, her sales amounting to twice as much as those oi her sister and brother, who also sold flowers. Finally Amanda told her parents unless they gave their consent she would run away. This so enraged the old gentleman that he locked her up for two days. Finally he got her to give her consent to abandon her project. Things ran along very well for a week, when yesterday morning Amanda stole out of the house at daybreak with all the clothes she could carry, and started down tlie hill toward the Elysian Fields. It seems that there she was to be joined by Cushing, who was to have a boat ready at the Elysian Fields dock to convey 'her across to New York. This was done to avoid the recognition which might come in crossing the ferry, as she was well known. Mr. Fulchler, bn getting' up a few seconds after his daughter had left, missed her, and, seeing all her clothes gone, at once started in pursuit. He learned by a friend that the girl was seen going down the hill. He succeeded in tracing her to the dock, and was within a few feet of Amanda when she saw him coming. Cushing, her lover, was in the boat, arid had just got all her clothes safely stored away, -when she cried out, “ Hare comes father.” Amanda, seeing that she was certain to be captured, made a leap for the boat, but unfortunately she missed her calculation and fell into the water. Then came a scene that was indeed most amusing. Amanda being a short, “chunky” little piece, she floundered about the boat like a turtle, poor Cushing trying all he could to draw her up into the boat, but to no purpose. She would get one foot in, when the boat would tip and out she would go again. At last Cushing made a desperate effort, and the resmt was that he, too, took a watery bath. In the meantime the father kept calling for help, when a moving hulk came and helped to rescue the unfortunate couple. Amanda, to her great mortification, was wet, whilejipor Cushing sat on his little craft, not daring to venture ashore for fear that old Fulchler who carry out his threat of putting a bullet- through him.— N. Y. Sun.