The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1916-02-01

You'll have to, or I'll slit that pref
ty white throat of yours" Kissed the
man warningly. Aha! there's a purse!
he shouted, as he made out small
pocketbook lying on the shelf of the
dresser.
He snapped the lacquered box close
shut and placed it on the sink extern
sion, starting for the purse.
I've got to get out of town quick
I've got to have money!" he NUT
tered
Crash.
There was only one thing to do, for
the intruder made a movement to
seize Una and thrust her out of his
path. And Una did that one forceful,
decisive thing. She swung around
her hand imprisoned in the nutmeg
jar. 1t landed on the head of the in
truder with such strong force that it
not only drove the man Keeling, but
broke into hundred pieces and sent
the blood squirting from dozen cuts
III his face.
Una uttered a terrified scream at
the sight of the man lying like lump
Of clay at her feet. Then she glanced
at her hand as a sharp pain shot
through it and a warm, tricky sensa-
ton accompanied it. She wavered,
faint and shocked, as she noticed that
piece of the flying glass had cut a
long, deep cash in her wrist. Mr.
and Mrs. Wendell were away from the
house. She was alone. she feared the
man might recover. She mechanical
ly snatched up the lacquered box and
started towards the open doorway.
did you cry for help?" was asked,
as she ran squarely into the arms of
young man. why! What is this?"
he exclaimed. as he noticed the pros
trate man. you are hurt-your hand
is bleeding dreadfully!"
''He is a thief, fear began Una
weakly. "He tried to rob me and /
struck him, and"
Why, you are nearly fainting,"
spoke this new visitor solicitously.
Il know who you are-Miss Prince.
My sister, Mrs Mallory, next door,
| spoke of you. | just arrived and
heard the scream. Go over there at
once" and the thoughtful young fell
| low whipped a towel from near
hook, wrapped it around her hand
and gently led her down the steps
II must secure this ruffian before he
wakes up
Una struggled through the hedge
but she was swaying unsteadily as
she reached rustic bench and sank
to it, to be surrounded by half a dozen
of the startled guests of Mrs. Nal
lory.
why, what is this?" spoke the lat
ter, as she noticed the toweled hand
but Una had tainted away before she
could explain.
She awoke to find her wounded hand
neatly bandaged and herself lying
upon couch of the Mallory home
The kindly widow was tanning her
while her brother was standing nea,
by, looking exceedingly solicitous.
you dear, sweet girl" cried tn,
exuberant Mrs. Mallory, as Un;
opened her eyes. do you know wha
you have done saved all my jewels
which that dreadful thief had stolel
just before he tried to force you t,
supply the money to take them out o
town with him.
The next day Una's injured han,
prevented her doing any work. Earl
Henderson came over to inquire as t
her health. His hands were stron
an, well, so he held the book she ha
brought to the shady tree bench an
reaC t her.
And so for a week he contribute
his company and devotion. The da
the injured hand was released fror
bondage he kissed it, and the mex
day he selected one of the slim prett
fingers to fit on an engagement rims