127 years ago in 1898, transcribed as originally published in the Youngstown Vindicator:

Flour Mill. Mistook by an eloping maiden for the local court house. Wanted to be married. Took her hubby into the office where wheat is high – A pastor sees the fun.

A couple who evidently were an eloping pair came here Monday and by their actions created no end of amusement. Perhaps they did not know they were so attractive by reason of their cooing, but just the same in a trolley car full of persons they furnished some amusement.

The bride was tall and graceful and rather pretty. She had a scar on her forehead, the only blemish which detracted from her looks. Her hair was dark and her attire fashionable. On her hat was a wealth of large ostrich feathers which attracted some attention.

The groom was a fairly goodlooking young person. He watched his love with eager eye. They got on an Elm street car at the Pennsylvania depot and soon the groom, evidently forgetting himself had his arm around the winsome lass. And he kept it there, too, the crowd enjoying the doings very much. The Rev. S. R. Frazier was a passenger on the car.

As the motor reached the Wick avenue hill the winsome girl from abroad, spied the big flour mill of Homer Baldwin’s and she at once remarked, “There’s the courthouse, Georgie, dear.” “Naw, it isn’t,” said the man who was rushing on nobly to the altar. “I know it is,” said the girl as she took the groom by the arm. He objected, but just the same when she said “Come,” he came.

Later they were noticed coming from the flour mill office. A dart for the court house was then made and the passengers amused themselves joking the pastor, who might have aided the couple and at the same time enriched himself a few dollars.

Compiled from the Youngstown Vindicator by Chelsea Hess, Mahoning Valley Historical Society archives assistant.