The official description reads like this:
They found
themselves in love by the seashore, the pounding of the surf was the
accompaniment to Cupid's murmurings. Fresh, fragrant, strong grew their love.
Communion over the ice cream at a social function increased the ardor and then
at last, at last they stood before one garbed in the cloth and listened raptly
to the words of the ceremony, responding eagerly to the questions. But the
words of the ceremony had scarce echoed off to space ere fate, lusty and
vigorous, stepped between and parted them. Not for long did fate stand between
them, however. With lover's cunning they met again and soon, behind a trusty
steed, they were speeding to the seclusion, peace and safety of that lover's
Elysium, a wilderness. Roads ended, they were lost. A trusted friend who had
accompanied them stole away during the night as they slumbered 'midst leaves
and grass, a trusted friend, but one who betrayed. As they dreamt sweet dreams
this friend most foul brought their pursuers to them and that honeymoon of
ethereal bliss ended in resounding spanks. Spanks, certainly. The elopers were
blessed eight years each of life and their mammas spanked them with right good
will for their childish prank. It is a pretty tale, fanciful, graceful and
pleasing. Writ in childhood with a melodramatic atmosphere and a film that is
not only different, but a genuine delight. The marriage was a humorous idea of
their mothers at a birthday party given by the little girl, the preacher was a
lad of six attired in ministerial garments. It was amusing until the children
took the thing seriously, but to the spectators the entire story is
entertaining from start to finish the elopement in a cart drawn by a goat with
a dog as companion especially so.
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