Indianapolis Times, Volume 46, Number 38, Indianapolis, Marion County, 25 June 1934 — Page 13

JUNE 25. 1934.

The Amateur Gentleman E========By Jeffrey Farnol= -

Bf GIN HIRE TOD AI RfCßimaß an labtrttiiK* oi **’*n h’;ii/Ir#q thousand pound* Barnaoaa m> es John Bar’*. th# former r ir.gMi - • * f.*nlr of fcngland. decides to become eent!#nn rather tbsj follow the fißh'lna Me. He bet* |i<* father n duel of fLt* > th* c'i* of * qaarrt ov*r th* *on * of • career Na*t* B!l. another former champion ha* aided the father tn (.'iirint roan* Bartr to use h! nst*. After the Srht Barnabas chansea hi* airratna to B* ene* and on hi* *M to London meet* arron* others tha Cap'n. the Bot .n and roan* Horatio B*l:**ia. a gentleman and frtend of 6,r Mnrttme- O.rnab* Finding 8r Mortimer, rr.otn ne fl.d Rot ..no* at th# time, leerin* o*er th* f--m of Lade Cleone Meredith apparently onscloua a* a result of a fa.i from a r%e o .r.z Bart* unocfca out tha tn’nder. _ Th trip to London is resumed wi*n young Bellas!* at a companion B-verie? hi* companion m a battl* of flrta a'ter the lie had been pa-sed over the eoilit* of the prl7* fighters son Th* e>n oetanta remain friends. B-'-h love Lad* Oone Beiiasls quit* the !; o to pres* his courtship. Barnabas, however decides to continue on to London He engages Peterby. former poache• aa valet. Encountering Ohirhever. a rogue, who ts annoving Clemencv. an Inn maid Barnabas b uffs him to escape a pistol duel Meeting Lady Cleone again Barnabas d'c.ares his love for her ar.d promises tha' on his arrival tn London he will eek to aid her brother, who t* under the influence of Chichester. NOW CO ON WITH THE STORE INSTALLMENT FORTY-THREE Continued “Thank you, no," answered Barnabas. “Perhaps cheese an’ a biscuit might be nearer your mark, and say—a half a porter?" "I've only just had breakfast.” said Barnabas, aware of the waiter's scrutiny. “Ah!" sighed the waiter, still caressing his shirt-frill, “you're Number Four, I think—night j coaeh?" “Yes." “From the country, of course, sir?" “Yes—from the country,” said Barnabas, beginning to frown a little, “but how in the world did you guess that. “From your 'toot example,’ sir, as they say in France —from your appearance, sir.” “You are evidently a very observant man!” said Barnabas. “Well.*' answered the waiter, with his gaze still riveted upon thp neckcloth—indeed it seemed to fascinate him. “well. I can see as far through a brick wall as most—there ain't much as I miss, sir." “Why, then,” said Barnabas, “you j may perhaps have noticed a door behind you?" The waiter stared from the neckcloth to the door and back again, and scratched his chin dubiously. “Door, sir—yessir!" “Then suppose you go out of that door, and bring me pens, and ink. and paper.” “Yessir!" “Also the latest newspapers.” “Yessir—certainly, sir "; and with another slight, though eloquent cough into his napkin, he started off upon his errand. Hereupon, as soon as he was alone, Barnabas must needs glance down at that offending neckcloth, and his frown grew the blacker. a a a "iw'TOW, I wonder how long PeterlN by will be?” he said to himself. But here came the creak of the waiter's boots, and that observant person reappeared, bearing the various articles which he named in turn as he set them on the table. “A bottle 61 ink, sir; pens and writing paper, sir; and the Gazette.” “Thank you.” said Barnabas, very conscious of his neckcloth still. “And now, sir," here the waiter coughed into his napkin again, “now —a hat will you drink, sir; shall we say port, or shall we make it sherry?'* “Neither,” said Barnabas. ‘ Why. then, we 'ave some rare old burgundy, sir—ighlv esteemed by connysoors and (cough again) other —gentlemen.’’ “No, thank you.” “On the other ’and—to suit •umbler tastes, we ’ave," —here the waiter closed his eyes, sighed, and shook h:s head—“ale. sir. likewise beer, small and otherwise.”

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This Curious World Ferguson

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“No'hing. thank you,” said Barnabas; “and you will observe the door is still where it was." “Door, sir, yessir—oh, certainly, sir!" said he, and stalked out of the room. Then Barnabas set a sheet of paper before him, selected a pen, and began to write as follows; "George Inn, “Borough, June 2, 18—. "To Visrount Drvenham. “My Dear Dick:—l did not think to he asking favors of you so soon, but—” <hcre a blot). “Confound it!” exclaimed Barnabas. and taking out his penknife he began to mend the sputtering quill. But. in the midst of this operation, chancing to glance out of the window. he espied a long-legged gentleman with a remarkably fierce pair of whiskers: he wore a coat of ultra-fashioned cut, and stood with his booted legs wide apart, staring up at the inn from under a curlybrimmed hat. But the hat had evidently seen better days, the coat was frayed at seam and elbow, and the boots lacked polish; yet these small blemishes were more than offset by his general dashing, knowing air. and the untamable ferocity of his whiskers. a a a A S Barnabas watched him he drew a letter from the interior of his shabby coat, unfolded it with a prodigious flourish and began to con it over. Now, all at once, Barnabas dropped knife and pen, thrust a hand into his own breast and took thence a letter also, at sight of w’hich he straightway forgot the bewhiskered gentleman; for w'hat he read w r as this: “Dearest and Best of Sisters— Never, in all this world was there such an unfortunate, luckless dog as I—were it not for your unfailing love I should have made an end of it all, before now’. “I write you this letter to beg and implore you to grant me another interview’, anywhere and at any time you may name. Os course you will think it Is more money I want—so I do; I’m always in need of it. and begin to fear I always shall be. But mv reasons for wishing this meeting are much more than this—indeed, most urgent i this doubly underlined). I am at my wit's end, and only you can save me, Cleone—you, and you only. Chichester has been more than kind, indeed, a true friend to me! • this also underlined*. I would that you could feel kinder toward him, “This letter must reach you where none of your guairiian's spies can inter- °pt it; your precious Captain has always hated me, damn him! • this scratched out). Oh, shame that he, a stranger, should ever have been allowed to come between brother and sister. “I shall journey down to Hawkhurst to see you and shall stay about until you can contrive to meet me. Chichester may accompany me. and if he should, try to be kinder to your brother's only remaining friend. "How different are our situations! You surrounded by every luxury, while I—yet heaven forbid I should forget my manhood and fill this letter with my woes. But if you ever loved your unfortunate brother, do not fail him in this, Cleone, “Your loving, but desperate, “RONALD BARRYMAINE.” Having read this effusion twice over, and very carefully, Barnabas was yet staring at the last line with its scrawling signature, all unnecessary curls and flourish’s, when he heard a slight sound in the adjacent box. and turning sharply, was just in time to see the top of a hat ere it vanished behind the curtain above the partition. (To Be Continued)

OUR BOARDING ROUSE

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FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS

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WASHINGTON TUBBS II

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ALLEY 00R

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BOOTS AND HER BUDDIES

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TARZAN THE INVINCIBLE

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At the sound of the rifle fire, Zveri ordered one of the blacks to rush Zora to the rear of the column into safety, while he followed close behind her. “Take comand in the front, Romero,” he shouted.

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The Mexican, with the aid of Ivitch, deployed one company in a long skirmish line with which he advanced slowly, while Kitembo followed with half the rest of the expedition, leaving Ivitch, Mori and Zveri to organize a reserve from the remainder.

—By Ahern

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OUT OUR WAY

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After the first widely scattered shots the firing had ceased, to be followed by an ominous silence. The utter silence of the enemy, the lack of any sign of movement in the grasses ahead of them, coupied with the mysterious warnings, seemed demon's work to the blacks.

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“Turn back!” came mournfully from the grasses ahead. “This is the last warning. E>eatl will follow disobedience!” The line wavered. To steady it. Romero gave the comand to fire. In response came a rattle of musketry frorr. the grasses ahead of them.

—Bv Williams

—By Edgar Rice Burroughs

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