AN ELOPEMENT.CUPID A CONQUEROR'QKETKA ORREX AT ATTICA—SCRAFFLED PARIENTFORTES FOB TUNA JUYA.yvtanoc012 otVCtIt was the old, old story:—“ Two souls with but a single thought,*Two hearts that beat as one;an obdurate and irate paterfamilias and threats of vengeance and disinheritance unheeded. Uowarrantable opposition often proves the strongest incentive to action. So it seemed in this instance; for despite all imperiousness and the constant vigiilance to prevent the coosumation of j * that event so devoutly to be wished, cu-pid smiled, and locksmiths were of no avail.Edmund Routhe and Oenevra Spencer met a little more than one year ago, at the house of her father. Youog Routhe is a quiet industrious farmer and a successful trader who, for his tact and energy was much admired by the father of Mfss Spencer. The youthful pair became much interested in each other, and away down in the dim distance of the future the built many “castles in Spain.’' They thought that two or three years hence I jj might bring to them the realization ofje that bright “some day ” that might be. c Paterfamilias Spencer too, had his castles j * prospective;—a scion of some ancient j ^VtI J cv t 1t6ttttmanor born—“With a coach and four And gold galore,the acme of a father’s pride. As he saw them frequently together, in his fancy, he scented a large sized rat that threatened the demolition of bis air built structures, and in sudden alarm exclaim “this is not for Joe!” He tightened the reins of family discipline and forbade the maiden j c to ope the door to the “lad that cam’ across the moor.” He raised a breeze that fanned the hitherto feeble spark into a glowing blaze. They were not the 1 fools of such contingencies as to wait in j blind misgivings the hour when they i should act, nor “feared the pale intrusion jof remorse in a just cause.” They stood not upon the order of leave-taking a la mode% but went, sans csremonie. Last | Thursday after a few' necessary preliminaries, Mr. Routhe repaired to Spencer Farm, with a buggy and fleet span of E horses. By appointment, the bride elect! t was ready. She sprang into the buggy LtcaeI* *ivti1| and away they flew as on the wings of the wind, and in thirty minutes made Attica their Gretna Green, where they were met by friends and escorted to the residence of the Rector of Grace Church. \ c The sequel reads thusly : J \MARRIED—Routhe—Spencer—In Attica, j ^ Ind.. August 15th, at the residence of the Rev. \ A. Y. Gorrell, Edmund N. Roctiie and Miss!1 Geneva a SpEncer; Rev. A. V. Gorrell, Rector! , of Grace (Episcopal) Church, officiating. 1May regrets never shadow their pathway.