Indianapolis Times, Volume 46, Number 27, Indianapolis, Marion County, 12 June 1934 — Page 15

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

BEGIN HERE TODAY Receiviine an inheritance ot 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 -ne Cap’n. the Bosun and young Horatio BeUasis. a gentleman, and friend or Sir Mortimer Carnaby. Finding Sir Mortimer, whom he did not know at the time. l ee . rl °* Spirent. form of Lady Cleone Meredith apparently unconscious as a result of a fall from a horse, young Barty knocks out the intruder. London t* “sumed with young BeUasis 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. Bellasts dU| ts the trip to press his courtship. Barnabas, however, continues to travel. He engages Peterby. former poacher, as valet. Encountering Chichester, a rogue. who Is annoying Clemency, an inn mam Barnabas bluffs him to escape a pistol duel. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORE INSTALLMENT THIRTY-FOUR < Continued) “Home,” she said bitterly; “I have no home.” “But—” “I live in a goal—a prison. Yes, a hateful, hateful prison, watched ed by a one-armed tyrant—yes, a ed by a one-armed typrant—yas, a tyrant!” Here, having stopped to stamp her foot, she walked on faster than ever. “Can you possibly mean old Jerry and the Captain?” Here my lady paused in her quick walk, and even condescended to look at Barnabas. “Do you happen to know them, too, sir?” r ' “Yes; and my name is—” “Perhaps you met them also this morning, sir?” “Yes; and my ” “Indeed,” said she, with curling lip; ‘‘this has been quite an eventful day for you.” “On the whole, I think it has; and may I remind you that my ” “Perhaps you don’t believe me when I say he is a tyrant?” “Hum,” said Barnabas. “You don’t do you?” “Why, I'm afraid not,” he admitted. “I’m nineteen!” said she, standing very erect. “I should have judged you a little older,” said Barnabas. “So I am—in mind, and—and experience. Yet here I live, prisoned in a dreary old house, and with nothing to see but trees, and toads, and cows and cabbages; and I'm watched over, and tended from rooming till night, and am the subject of more councils of war than Bonaparte’s army ever was.” 1 “What do you mean by councils of war?” “Oh! whenever I do anything my tyrant disapproves of, he retires to what he calls the ‘round house,’ summons the Bo’sun, and they argue and talk over me as though I were a hostile fleet, and march up and down forming plans of attack and defense, till I burst in on them, and then—and then Oh! there are many kinds of tyrants, and he is one. And so tonight I left him; I ran away to meet ” She stopped suddenly, and her head drooped, and Barnabas saw her white hands clench themselves. INSTALLMENT THIRTY-FIVE 4 "\7"OUR brother,” said he. X “Yes, my—brother.” but her voice faltered at the word, and she went on through the wood, but slowly now, and with head still drooping. And so, at last, they came out of the shadows into the soft radiance of the moon, and thus Barnabas saw that she was weeping; and she. because she could no longer hide her grief, turned and laid a pleading hand upon his arm. “Pray, think of him as kindly as you can,” she sighed, “you see—he is only a boy—my brother.” ‘So young?” said Barnabas.

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“Just twenty, but younger than his age—much younger. You see,” she went on hastily, “he went to London a boy—and—and he thought Mr. Chichester was his friend, and he lost much money at play, and, somehow, put himself in Mr. Chichester’s power. He is my halfbrother, really; but I—love him so, and I’ve tried to take care of him —I was always so much stronger than he—and—and so I w r ould have you think of him as generously as you can.” “Yes.” said Barnabas, “yes. But now she stopped again so that he must needs stop too, and when she spoke her soft voice thrilled with a new intensity. “Will you do more? You are going to London—will you seek him out, will you try to—save him from himself? Will you promise me to do this—will you?” Now seeing the passionate entreaty in her eyes, feeling it in the twitching finger upon his arm, Barnabas suddenly laid his own above that slender hand, and took it into his warm clasp. “My lady,” said he, solemnly, “I will.” As he spoke he stooped his head low and lower, until she felt his lips warm upon her palm, a long, silent pressure, and yet her hand was not withdrawn. Now although Barnabas had clean forgotten the rules and precepts set down in the ‘priceless wollum,” he did it all with a graceful ease which could not have been bettered —no. not even by the person of quality itself. “But it will be difficult,” she sighed, as they went on together. “Ronald is very headstrong and proud—it will be very difficult!” “No matter,” said Barnabas. “And —dangerous, perhaps.” “No matter for that either,” said Barnabas. ‘Does _ it seem strange that I should ask so much of you?” “The most natural thing in the world.” said Barnabas. “But you are a stranger—Almost!” ‘But I—love you, Cleone.” After this there fell a silence between them; and so having crossed the moonlit meadow, they came to a tall hedge beyond whose shallow shadow the road led away, white under the moon; close by the w-ays divided, and here stood a weatherbeaten finger post. Now beneath this hedge they stopped, and it is to be noted that neither locked at the other. “Sir,” said she, softly, “we part here, my home lies yonder,” and she pointed to where above the motionless tree tops rose the gables and chimneys of a goodly house. ‘lt would seem to be fairly comfortable as prisons go,” said Barnabas; but my lady only sighed. “Do you start for London—soon?” “Tonight,” nodded Barnabas. “Sir,” said she, after a pause, “I would thank you, if I could, for—for all that you have done for me.” “No, no,” said Barnabas, hastily. “Words are poor things, I know, but how else may I show my gratitude?” And now it was Barnabas who silent; but at last—- “ There is a way,” said he, staring at the finger post. “You might kiss me once, Cleone.” tt n a NOW here she must needs steal a swift look at him, and thus she saw that he still stared at the ancient finger post, but that his hands were tight clenched. “I only ask,” he continued heavily, “for what I might have taken.” “But didn’t!” she added, with lips and eyes grown suddenly tender. “No,” sighed Barnabas, “nor shall I ever, —until you will it so, —because, you see, I love you.” (To Be Continued)

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TARZAN THE INVINCIBLE

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The great brute sank helplessly upon the body of Its intended victim. Until death was assured, Tarzan did not relinquish his grasp; but when at last there could be no doubt, he hurled the carcass from him, and sitting up fell quickly to the thongs that secured his ankles.

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