Indianapolis Times, Volume 46, Number 4, Indianapolis, Marion County, 16 May 1934 — Page 19

MAY 16, 1931

The Amateur Gentleman

=By Jeffrey FarnoU

SYNOPSIS Barnabas Barty. son of the orse-tlrne Champion prize r.gh'.rt or thnul har.-s tne s um of *?’■ en hJiiareO tnou sar.n pounds from his father s■ ° r °‘her. Oid John Bartv is amazed by nls hands a s a 'i J'-!" <••'* rr.'s*+% D rt Barnabas* dcurmination Hoi to o'* come a flsfivcr. Baroanas. a fcoo<-lo’ *:/ce his ,** V hom . taUiCT he become a yentleman Old John Barty rises to n: feet. £er!, o!T his coat, and tells m* hr . i.a-.e to teacn him a icsson Barnabas ms lesons from ms and Nat’v B'.. another onc-r.me cr.am "on not m vain. knocks h s c.oan E*. - hahes hands with his son and wishes him l*jre- . Barnabas leaves lor London, f'u* *°B°r-ahas comes across a beautiful vo”na o“am apparentiv knocked un-Sre-sed “ rn’tr t-urd bv the handsome Barnab*‘s, the bea ry drops her handkerchief. Ba : na ba & find s it . a a a INSTALLMENT SEVEN (Continued) Here Barnabas sighed, and, sighing, h;d the handkerchief in his pocket. “And yet,” he pursued, “had she told ine her name, I should have been compelled to announce mine, and Barnabas Barty—hum! somehow there is no suggestion about it of broad acres, or knightly ancestors. no, Baity will never do.” And Barnabas walked on more thoughtful than ever. All at once he stopped, and clapped hand to thigh. “My mother’s liame, of course — Beverley; yes, it is an excellent name, and, since it was hers, I have more right to it than to any other. So Beverley it shall be —Barnabas Beverley—good! ’’ “So,” said he, “that point being settled it remains to master the intricacies of the bow.” Saying which, he once more had recourse to the “priceless wollum," and walked on through the glory of the morning, with his eyes upon the valuable instructions of the “Person of Quality.” a tt tt INSTALLMENT EIGHT NOW, as he went, chancing to look up suddenly, he beheld a gate-post. Avery ancient gate-post it was—a decrepit gate-post, worn and heavy with years, fdr it ieaned far out from the perpendicular. And with his gaze upon this, Barnabas halted suddenly, clapped the book to his bosom, and raising Ins hat with an elegant flourish, bowed to that gnarled and withered piece of timber as though it had been an archduke at the very least, or the loveliets lady in the land. “Ha! by Thor and Odin, what's all this? ” cried a voice behind him. “I say what the devil's all this?” Turning sharp about, Barnabas beheld a shortish, broad-shouldered individual in a befrogged surtout and cords, something the worse for wear, who stood with his booted legs wide apart and stared at him from a handsome brenzed face, with a pair of round, blue eyes; he held a broad-brimmed hat in his hand —the other. Barnabas noticed, was gone from the elbow. “Sink me!” exclaimed the onearmed individual, rounder of eye than ever, “the fellow's mad—stark, staring mad.” e “No. indeed, sir.” smiled Barnabas. reassuringly, “but the book here —which 1 am given to understand is wholly infallible—says that to bow is the most important item of a gentlemanly equipment, and in the World of Fashion —” “In the World of Fashion, sir, there are no gentlemen left,” his hearer broke in. “How. sir?—” “I say no, sir, no one. I say, damme, sir—” “But, sir—” “I say there are no gentlemen in the fashionable world—they are all blackquardedly Bucks, cursed Corinthians. and mincing Macaronies nowadays, sir. Fashonable worldball. sir!”

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BUT, sir, is not the prince himself—” “The prince, sir!” Here the onearmed gentleman clapped on his .hat and snorted, “the prince is a—- | prince, sir; he's also an authority on sauce and shoe buckles. Let us talk of something more interesting —yourself, for instance.” Barnabas bowed. “Sir,” said he, “my name is Barnabas -Barnabas Beverley.” Hum!” said the other, thoughtfully, “I remember a Beverley—a lieutenant under Hardy in the Agamemnon’—though, to be sure, he spelt his name with an 'l-e-y.’ ” “So do I, sir,” said Barnabas. “Hum ” “Secondly, I am on my way to London.’ “London! Egad! here's another of 'em! London, of course—well?” “Where I hope to cut some figure in the—er—world of fashion.” “Fashion—gog and magog!—why not try drowning. 'T would be simpler and better for you in the long run. London Fashion! in that hat, that coat, those —” “Fashion, eh? Why, then, you must cramp that chest into an abortion, all collar, tail, and buttons, and much toe tight to breathe in; you must struggle into breeches tight enough to burst, and cram your feet into bepolished torments—” a a a “TjUT, sir,” Barnaoas ventured £> again, “surely the prince himself is accountable for the prevailing fashion, and as you must know, he is said to be the First Gentleman in Europe, and —” “Fiddle-de-dee and the devil, sir! —who says he is? A set of crawling sycophants and bullies. First Gentleman in—l say pish, sir! I say bah! Don't I tell you that gentlemen went out o’ fashion when Bucks came in? I say there isn’t a gentleman left in England except perhaps one or two. This is the age of your swaggering, prize-fighting Corinthians. “London swarms with ’em, Brighton's rank with ’em. yet they pervade even these solitudes, damme! I saw one of ’em only half an hour ago. limping out of a wood yonder. Ah! a polished, smiling rascal—a dangerous rogue! One of your sleepy libertines —one of your lucky gamblers—one of your conscienceless young reprobates equally ready to win your money, ruin your sister, or shoot you dead as the case may be. and ail in the approval way of gallantry, sir; and, being all this, and consequently high in royal favor, he is become a very lion in the World of Fashion. “Would you succeed, young sir, you must model yourself upon him as nearly as may be.” “And he was limping, you say?” inquired Barnabas, thoughtfully. “And serve him right, sir—egad! I say damme! he should limp In irons to Botany Bay and stay there if I had my way.” “Did you happen to notice the color of his coat?” inquired Barnabas again. “Ay, ’twas green, sir; but what of it—have you seen him?” “I think I have, sir.” said Barnabas. “If ’twas a green coat he wore. Pray, sir, what might his name be?” a a a INSTALLMENT NINE “TT IS name, sir, is Carnaby—Sir n Mortimer Carnaby.” “Sir Mortimer Carnaby!” said Barnabas, nodding his head. “And sir,” pursued his informant, regarding Barnabas frob beneath his frowning brows, “since it is your ambition to cut a figure in the world of fashion, your best court is to cultivate him. frequent his society as much as possible, act upon his counsel, and in six months, or less, I don't doubt you'll be as polished as a young blackguard as any one of 'em. Good morning, sir.” Here the one-armed gentleman nodded and turned to enter the field. (Tn Be Continued.)

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TARZAN THE INVINCIBLE

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Zora Drinov did not scream. She only closed her eyes and waited. She felt herself lifted from the ground, and a moment later the elephant had crossed the little clearing and deposited her in her shelter. Then he backed off slowly and resumed his post of duty.

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He had not hurt her. A mother could not have lifted her baby more gently, but he had impressed upon Zora that she was a prisoner and that he was her keeper. Tantor was only carrying out Tarzan’s instruction to prevent her from wandering in the Jungle.

—By Aloem

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Though Zora realized that her fears were groundless, she decided she would take no more liberties with her mighty warden. It was not long afterward that Tarzan returned. He spoke only to Tantor; and the great beast turned and lumbered off into the forest.

—By; Edgar Rice Burroughs

Then Tarzan advanced to where Zora sat in the opening of her shelter. Lightly he lifted her from the ground and tossed her to his shoulder, and then to her infinite surprise at his strength and agility, he swung into a tree and started off through the jungle.

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