The Prescott daily news., 1913-04-09
EDNA'S BURGLAR WAS
 NOT A REAL R0BBER
By MOLLY McMASTER.

awaked from sound sleep. It was the third time during the night that she sat up to listen. and as she sank back at this hour of three in the morning she told herself 1t was only the that kept her so keenly alive to sounds.
 She closed her eyes but opened them again. Surely some one was just outside her window! The sound came from below as if the intruder were attempting to climb up the great vine that covered the side of the house.
 Edna became strangely calm. She stepped from her bed. and in the darkness slipped on her pink silk hose and satin slippers that she had left dancing. Then she drew on her dain- ty pink tea gown.
 Edna went cautiously toward the window and peeped through the mass of vines that clustered about the win dow frame. Her heart fiuttered. A man was making his way slowly and sy painful stages to her window.
 She paused a moment wondering whether to wait until he reached the top and fell him with a chair or to throw something weighty down on his unsuspecting head.
 Edna chose the latter method. She turned in the dark and by light of pale moonbeam caught sight of the great water jug on the stand.
 That would certainly kill him." she told herself with shudder; "I can not possibly do that" She would empty the contents of the jug on that ascending head.
 The man was several yards from the ground; for second Edna hesi- tated. Perhaps even then the fall might prove fatal.
 But I can not be murdered in my bed" She shuddered again and with a burst of courage leaned far out of the window and spilled the water with sure aim on the burglars head.
 She heard muttered remark, heavy thud and the. pitcher dropped from her nerveless fingers. Her cour- age completely gone. Edna did her first feminine act of her escapade; she dropped in heap just within the window.
 The man, suddenly foiled in his as. cent. picked himself up with many short and terse words falling from his line n chnn1y htr,, ole eI terrier, but he was drenched to the skin
 Looking up to see the cause of his downfall the man gasped. Lying across the window sill like a pale wedge of moonbeam was the arm of a woman.
 With almost superhuman strength he sprang toward the vine and climb ed to the window ledge.
 He drew himself within the room and picked up the girl tenderly.
 Being without resources of his own and knowing not what to do, he rush ed out in the darkened hall and made his way down the stairs with his pre- cious bundle.
 Cropping his way toward a door he hammered with his feet lest he drop the unconscious girl from his arms.
 The door in the hall opened and very frightened girl in blue kimono peeped out.
 Jack Danvers," she screamed, have you lost your mindi" She glanced with frightened eyes at her brother. His clothes were dripping, and his face white and stern.
 "No! But switch on the light and look at what I found in my room!" He followed her into the room and laid the girl on the couch. It seemed to Edna the action was reluctant She began gradually to regain conscious ness and opened her eyes. They lit first upon the stalwart big man whom she had taken for burglar. and from him to the girl in the blue ki- mono.
 The latter rushed to Ednas side and gathered her into her arms.
 Edna darling" she asked tenderly, what in the world have they been doing to you? And why is my broth CT Jack all soaked and tearing madly through the pitch dark house with your"
 T took-your brother for a burglar and emptied the contents of the water jug on him. I am so sorry" she said prettily.
 Tt is all my fault" he told her quickly T was a silly chump to come out to the country at this time of