Indianapolis Times, Volume 46, Number 25, Indianapolis, Marion County, 9 June 1934 — Page 13

JUNE 9, 1934-

The Amateur Gentleman ======= By Jeffrey Farnol

BEGIN HERE TODAY Receivlinff an inheritance of seven hundred thousand pounds. Barnabas Barty, son of John Barty. the former champion prize fighter of England, decides to become a gentleman rather than follow the fighting game. He bests his father in a duel of fists as the climax of a quarrel over the son s choice of a career. Natty Bell, another former champion, has aided the father in training young Barty to use his fists. After the fight, Barnabas changes his surname to Beverley and on his way to London meets among others the Cap'n, the Bosun and young Horatio Bellasis, a gentleman, and friend ox Sir Mortimer Carnaby. ... Finding Sir Mortimer, whom he did not know at the time, leering over the form of Lady Cleone Meredith apparently unconscious as a result of a fall from a horse, young Barty knocks out the Intruder. The trip to London is resumed with j'oung Bellasis as a companion. Beverley tests his companion in a battle of fists after the lie had been passed over the ability of the prize fighter's son. The combatants remain friends. Both love Lady Cleone. Bellasis quits the trip to press his courtship. Barnabas, however, continues to travel. He engages Peterbv, former poacher. as valet. Encountering Chichester, a rogue, who is annoying Clemency, an inn maid. Barnabas bluffs him to escape a pistol duel. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORE INSTALLMENT THIRTY-THREE (Continued) “Stay!” said he. “The Wise Ones have told me that she who kneels before you now, coveted for her beauty, besought for her money, shall kneel thus in the time to come; and one—even I, poor Billy—shall stand betwixt you and join your hands thus, and bid you go forth trusting in each other's love , and strength, even as poor Billy does now. And, mayhap, in that hour you shall heed the voice, for time rings many changes; the proud are brought low, the humble ' exalted. Huh! the Wise Ones grow impatient for my song; I hear them calling from the trees, and must begone. But hearkee! they have told me your name, Barnabas? yes, yes; Barn—, Baranbas; for the other, no matter —mum for that! Barnabas, eha! that minds me—at Barnaby Bright we shall meet again, all three of us, under an orbed moon, at Barnaby Bright: “ ‘Oh. Barnaby Bright. Barnaby Bright, The sun’s awake, and shines all nightl" “Ay, ay, ’t is the night o’ the fairies—when spirits pervade the air. Then will I tell you other truths; but now They call me. She is fair, and passing fair, and by her beauty, suffering shall come upon thee; but ’t is by suffering that men are made, and because of pride, shame shall come on her; but by shame cometh humility. Farewell; I must begone—farewell till Barnaby Bright. We are to meet again in London town, I think—yes, - yes—in London. Oho! oysters! oysters, sir? “ ‘Many a knight and lady gay My oysters fine would try, They are the finest oysters That ever you could buy. Oysters. ‘Oysters.’” * u a AND so he bowed, turned, and danced away into the shadows, and above the hush of the leaves rose the silvery jingle of his many buttons, that sank to a chime, to a murmur, and was gone. And now my lady sighed and rose to her feet, and looking at Barnabas, sighed again—though indeed a very soft, little sigh this time. As for Barnabas, he yet stood wondering, and looking after the strange creature, and pondering his wild words. Thus my lady, unobserved, viewed him at her leisure; noted the dark, close-curled hair, the full, well-opened, brilliant eye, the dominating jaw, the sensitive nostrils, the tender curve of the firm, strong mouth. And she had called him “a plowman—a runaway fbotman.” and had even—she could see the mark upon his cheek —how red it glowed! Did it hurt much? she wondered. “Mad, of course—yes, a madman, poor fellow!” said Barnabas, thoughtfully. “And he said your name is Barnabas.” ‘ Why, to be sure, so he did.” said Barnabas, rubbing his chin as one at a loss, “which is very strange, for

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I never saw or heard of him before.” “So then, your name is—Barnabas?” “Yes. Barnabas Bar—Beverley.” “Beverley?” * “Yes—Beverley. But we must go.” First, tell me how you learned my name.” “From the Viscount Viscount Devenham.” “Then you know the viscount?” “I do; we also know each other as rivals.” “Rivals? For what?” “Yourself.” “For me? Sir—sir—why did you tell him?” “My name is Barnabas. And I told him that I should probably marry you some day.” “You told him—that?” “I did. I thought it but honorable, seeing he is my friend.” “Your friend —since when, sir?” “Since about 10 o'clock this morning.” “Sir—sir—are you not a very precipitate person?” “I begin to think I am. And my name is Barnabas.” “Since 10 o’clock this morning! Then you knew—me first?” “By about an hour.” Swiftly she turned away, yet not before he had seen the betraying dimple in her cheek. And so, side by side, they came to the edge of the clearing. M B tt NOW as he stooped to open a way for her among the brambles, she must needs behold again the glowing mark upon his cheek, and seeing it, her glance fell, and her lips grew very tender and pitiful. and, in that moment, she spoke. “Sir,” she said, very softly, “sir?” “My name is Barnabas.” “I fear—l—does your cheek pain you very much, Mr, Beverley?” “Thank you, no. And my name is Barnabas.” “I did not mean to —to—” “No, no, the fault was mine—l I frightened you, and indeed the pain is quite gone,” he stammered, holding aside the brambles for her passage. Yet she stood where she was, and her face was hidden in her blood. At last she spoke and her voice was very low. "Quite gone, sir?” “Quite gone, and my name is—” “I’m very glad—Barnabas.” Four- words only, be it noted; yet on the face of Barnabas was a light that was not of the moon, as they entered the dim woodland together. Their progress through the wood was slow, by reason of the undergrowth, yet Barnabas noticed that where the way permitted, she hurried on at speed, and moreover, that she was very silent and kept her face turned from him; therefore he questioned her. “Are you afraid of these woods?” “No.” “Os me?” "No.” "Then, I fear you are angry again.” "I think Barnab—your name is—hateful.” "Strange,” said Barnabas, "I was just thinking how musical it was—as you say it.” "I—oh! I thought your cheek was paining you,” said she, petulantly. “My cheek?—What has that to do with it?” “Everything, sir!” "That,” said Barnabas, "that I don’t understand.’’ "Os course you don’t!” she retorted. “Hum!” said Barnabas. "And now!” she demanded, "pray how did you know I wa.s to be at Oakshot’s Barn tonight?” "From my valet.” "Your valet?” “Yes; though to be sure, he was a poacher, then.” (To Be Continued)

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TARZAN THE INVINCIBLE

“Come down, Nkima,” cried Tarzan, “and untie the thongs that bind my wrists.” “Nkima is afraid of Dango!” shouted the monkey. “If you come now,” said Tarzan, “it will be safe; but if you wait too long, Dango will kill Tarzan. Then who will protect Nkima?”

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Nkima leaped to Tarzan’s shoulder. The hyena bared his fangs and laughed his horrid laugh. Tarzan spoke. “Quick, the thongs, Nkima,” he urged, and the little monkey, his fingers trembling with terror, went to work upon the leather thongs at Tarzan’s wrists.

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Dango, his ugly head lowered, made a sudden rush; and from the deep lungs of the ape-man came a thunderous roar. With a yelp of terror, Dango turned and fled into the extremity of the glade, where he stood bristling and growling. “Hurry, Nkima,” said Tarzan.

—By Edgar Rice Burroughs

“It may be many times before he closes on me,” said Tarzan, “but finally Dango will realize I am helples and then he will not turn back.” “Little Nkima’s fingers are sick,” said the Manu. “They are weak and they tremble. They will not untie the knot.”

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