The Clio messenger. (Clio, Mich.) 1907-current, 1916-01-07

lou III nave 10, "a La Eli tnat pref
ty white throat of yours!" Kissed tina
man warningly. Aha! there's purse!"
he shouted, as he made out a 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.
Crashi
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 a 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-
tion 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.
81 know who you are-Miss Prince.
My sister, Mrs. Mallory, next door,
spoke of you. l just arrived and
heard the scream. Go over there at
once" and the thoughtful young fel.
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 a rustic bench and sank
to it, TO be surrounded by half 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 a couch of the Mallory home
The kindly widow was tanning her
while her brother was standing near
by, looking exceedingly solicitous.
You dear. sweet girl cried the
exuberant Mrs. Mallory, as Una
opened her eyes. do you know what
you have done?-saved all my jewels
which that dreadful thief had stolen
just before he tried to force you tc
supply the money to take them out oil
town with him.
The next day Una's injured hand
prevented her doing any work Earle
Henderson came over to inquire as tc
her health. His hands were strone
an well, so he held the book she had
brought to the shady tree bench and
reaC I her.
And so Tor week he contributed
his company and devotion. The day
the injured hand was released from
bondage he kissed it, and the next
day he selected one of the slim pretty
fingers to fit on an engagement ring
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