And so it happened, that
one day when I was at his house, and with his daughter, he suddenly
came home with a posse of people and a warrant for my arrest. I was
taken before a justice, and while we were waiting for proceedings to
begin, or, possibly for the justice to arrive, I took the excited
father aside and said:
"You know I have a fine horse and buggy at the door. Get in with me,
and ride down home. I will see your daughter and make everything
right with her, and if you will let me run away, I'll give her her
the horse and buggy."
The offer was too tempting to be refused. The father had the warrant
in his pocket, and he accepted my proposal. We rode to his house,
and he went into the back-room by direction of his daughter while
she and I talked in the hall. I explained matters as well as I
could; I promised to see her again, and that very soon. My horse and
buggy were at the door. Hastily bidding my new and young wife
"good-bye," I sprang into the buggy and drove rapidly away. The
father rushed to the door and raised a great hue and cry, and what
was more, raised the neighbors; I had not driven five miles before
all Worthington was after me. But I had the start, the best horse,
and I led in the race. I drove to Hancock, N.Y., where my pursuers
lost the trail; thence to Bennington, Vt., next to Brattleboro, Vt.,
and from there to Templeton, Mass. What befel me at Templeton, shall
be related in the next chapter.
CHAPTER II.
MISERIES FROM MY SECOND MARRIAGE.
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