Indianapolis Times, Volume 46, Number 39, Indianapolis, Marion County, 26 June 1934 — Page 15

JUNE 2fi, 1934

The Amateur Gentleman g.-s--.:--' ====By Jeffrey Farnol = ~ "

HI GIN HI HI 101)41 rr*<-#i*Ur.a n ian*rvrc ol >*n h iiflfed |jn ;>and no nd B*rnl>M H*rt*. *en cf John tf> for®** ' npfoa or;?* flghur of EtMtIMWL at- ' ' to Become * *n‘.!*m*n r*tnet i f r. t.. 0 ;c* S*nt!ut **me He Mtt* ti fth*r in and *1 of fist* * the r ,n-u of % o i*rrel tfie *on • *>.-* of * creer N*--v Belt. *no*fcer I n* ttded tfte t-ner 10 .-* .n.nr osna Bare to u*e n‘. “*’*• After the Befit. Harrier.** eneoee* hu • irr.ame to B erle* end on hie tr f ondon <?.* % rmn o’her* 'h* Cn‘n the B* n and ewine Hore.io f <ji. a eentiemia end friend of E ... r.ndire Sir Mortimer, whom ne did O'" icro* a* 1 * time. !rine oter tn* I- -n of Led* C’.eone M'redtth •oparers'lv inrontcm * a* a reauit of a fa., from a nor** vn*na Barte enocKi out the In: ruder . _ Tn* ir’p to tjordon i* rer:m*d er. n f- nj H*iia*i* a* a companion. Brieri** t** hi* companion tn e tattle of fit:* • f’*r the he had oeen pa*ed O’.er the • oiiir* of the prize ftrh’er'a ton Tr.e • rr.hs* , *r,'* remain friend*. Bn-n Lady C>on*. Be. a•* qnlU tn* trip to pres* hi* courtship. Brn*a*a fut'.fr d*ride* to continue on to Lonr• r* He erg-lie* Pe'erb*. former poache a* t*.*t tx.' o n r.ng Chich*- er. a I*,E'.e. mno l* anno'inf Ciemenc*. an inn maid h. iff* him to e*c*pe ad .*! Mee-ins Lad* rieone Bga Batnaba* declare* nut lore for h*r a-c promiw* tn‘ on ni* arrita! in London h* nii! *e*. *o aid her bro’her. ho la under the irf! .*nrc of Chiche-ter. NOW GO ON WITH THI. STORT I NRTALLM F.NT FORTY - FOUR he sat very still. J waiting And In! after th® lajyie of half a minute, or thereabouts. it reappeared, slowly and by decree?;—a beaver hat, something the worse for Slowly it rose up over the curtain —the dusty rrown, the frayed band, the curly brim, and eventually a pair of bold, black eyes that gr**w suddenly very wide as they met the unwinking gaze of Barnabas. Hereupon the lips, as yet unseen, vented a deep sigh, and, thereafter, uttered these words: “The same, and yet, curse me. the nose! — y-e-s, the nose seems, on closer in pection. a trifle too aquiline, perhaps; and the chin—v-e-s. eleeidcdly a thought too long! And yet—!” Here another sigh, and the fare rising into full view, Barnabas recognized the bewhiskered gentleman he had noticed in the yard. “Sir." continued the stranger, removing the ctirly-brimmed hat with r flourish, and bowing over the partition as well as he could, “you don't happen to be a sailor—Royal Navy, do you?” “No. sir.” answered Barnabas. “And your name don't happen to be Smiwle, does it?” “No, sir.” satd Barnabas again. “And yet." sighed the bewhiskered gentleman, regarding him with halfrinsed eves, and with his head very much on one side, “in spite of your nose, and in spite of your chin, you are the counterpart, sir. the facsimile—l might say the breathing image of a—ha! —of a nephew of mine; noble youth, handsome as Adonis—Royal Navy—regular Apollo: went to sea. sir. years ago; never heard of more: tragic, sir—devilish tragic, on my soul and honor.” “Very!” said Barnabas; “but—” “Saw vou from the yard, sir, immediately struck by rlose resemblance; flew here, borne on the wrings of hope, sjr: you're quite sure jour name ain't Smiwle, are you?" “Quite sure." “Ah. well—mine is: Digbv Smivvle. familiarly known as Dig.’ at your service, sir. Stranger to London. sir?” “Yes.” said Barnabas. “Ha! Bad place. London, sink of Iniquity! Full of rogues, rascals, damn scoundrels —by heaven, sharks, sir; confounded cannibals. by t iconic!—cat vou alive. Stranger myself, sir: hist up from my little pace in Worcestershire King's Health—know it. perhaps? No? Charnuns village! rural, quiet: mossy trees, sir; winding brooks, larks and cuckoos carolling all day lone. Sir. there has been a Smiwle pt the Hall since before the Conquest! Fine old place, the Hall: ancient. sir. hoary and historic — though devilish draughty, upon my fcoul and honor!” nun HERE, finding that he still held . the open letter in his hand. Barnabas refolded it and thrust it

QUAUp^GUM

This Curious World Ferguson

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into his pocket, while Mr. Smiwle smilingly caressed his whiskers, and his bold, black eyes darted glances here and there, from Barnabas mending his jym to the table, from the table to the walls, to the ceiling, and from tha‘ altitude they dropped to the table again, and hovered there. Sir. - ’ said Barnabas w ithout looking up. “pray excuse the blot, the pen was a bad one; I am making another, as you see.” Mr. Smiwle started, and raised his eyes swiftly. Stared at unconscious Barnabas, rubbed his nose, felt for his whisker, and, having found it, tugged it viciously. ‘Blot, sir!” he exclaimed loudly; now. upon mv soul and honor—what blot, sir?" This,” said Barnabas, taking up his unfinished letter to the viscount if you've finished, we may as well destroy it," and forthwith he crumpled it info a ball, and tossed it in'o '.he -mp'y fireplace. “Sir!” exclaimed Mr. Smiwle, louder than before, “ ’pon my soul, now. if you mean to insinuate —” Here he paused, staring at Barnabas. and with his whiskers fiercer than ever. “Well, sir?” inquired Barnabas, still busily trimming his quill. Mr. Smiwle frowned; but finding Barnabas was quite unconscious of it. shook his head, felt for his whisker again, found it, tugged and and laughed jovially. “Sir,” said he. “you are a devilish sharp fellow, and a fine fellow. I swear you arc. I like your spirit, on mv soul and honor I do, and. as for blots. I vow to you I never write a letter myse’.f that I don't smear most damnably—curse me if I don't. That blot. sir. shall be another bond between us, for I have conceived a great regard for you. The astounding likeness between you and one who—was snatched away in the flower of his youth—draws me. sir. draws me most damnably; for I have a heart, sir. a heart—why should I disguise it?” Here Mr. Smiwle tapped the third left-hand button of his coat. “And so long as that organ continues its functions, you may count Dighy Smiwle votir friend, and at his littlp place in Worcesterhsire he will he proud to show you the hospitality of a Smiwle. Meanwhile, sir. seeing we are both strangers in a strange place, supposing we—join Torres and. if you are up for the race, I propose— ’’ “The race!” exclaimed Barnabas, looking up suddenly. “Yes, sir, devlish swell affair, with gentlemen to ride, and Royalty to look on—a race of races! London's agog with it, all the clubs discuss it. coffee houses ring with it, inns and taverns clamor with it—soul and honor, betting everywhere. The odds slightly favor Sir Mortimer Carnaby's •Clasher’; but Viscount Devpnham's ‘Moonraker’ is well up. Then there's Captain Slingsby's •Rascal.’ Mr. Tressider's ‘Pilot.’ Lord Jerningham's ’Clinker.’ and five or six others. But. as I tell you. 'dasher' and Moonraker’ carry the money, though many knowing ones are sweet on the ‘Rascal.’ But, surely, you must have heard of the great steeplchase! Devlish ugly course, they tell me.” “The viscount spoke of it, T remember.” said Barnabas, absently. “Viscount, sir not Viscount Devenham?" "Yes.” nan HERE Mr. Smiwle whistled softly, look off the rurly-brimmeri hat, looked at it, and put it on again at a more rakish an~le than ever. “Didn't happen to mention my i name, did he—Smiwle, sir?” “No.” “Nor Dig, perhaps?” “No, sir.” (To Be Continued)

OUR BOARDING HOUSE '

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FRECKLES AND HIS FR! ENDS

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WASHINGTON TUBBS II

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ALLEY OOP

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BOOTS AND HER BUDDIES

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TARZAN THE INVINCIBLE

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•Charge!” cried Romero. But instead the men wheeled about and broke for the rear and safety. At the sight of the advance line bearing down on them, the supporting line turned and fled, carrying the reserve and the whites. In disgust Romero fell back alone.

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He saw someone walking along just ahead of him; and presently when he had an unobstructed view he saw that it was Zora! He called to her and she waited for him. “You should not have been left alone like this,” said Romero.

—By Afauvn

f X OUT you \l p YOU DON'T >WE AIN'T GONNA C os YOU MOUSE- ) LAY OPE, CRASH ( LET HIM GET OFP | WRECKER.... • YOU'LL PE LOOK- | THAT EASY ARE \ and SCRAM ] 'NG AT THE 1 wE JERRY ? J i / WORLD THROUGH . 7 h "* { SLITS, FOR . , ' : '{TVM / V, eves'/ Y !: |

OUT OUR WAY

C" /come ONJ HEREWITH \ / DATS' DH TROUPLF \ THOSE PLIERS/ THIS / WIFP FOLKS, MA'AM! \ POOR POG SUFFERING / DEY wa.nit ERNOUGH WTT^TJJJT} W!TH A FACE FULL OF 'TENT ON PAID TER DE / / f h. PORCUP'NE QUILLS, AND \ ONES WHO IS GOT \' fj /'j \ you STOPPING TO PET/ \ SENSS BRNOUGH NOT ////'/// \ A DOG THAT DOESN'T / \TO NEED ANY TENT'D SI.J \ NEED ATTENTION. / \WHATS THE MATTER / < y. WITH YOU'?/ J - -■■ ■ sympathy AND SE MSe.

/* TTh&V TTneah.that was when lane DEMANDED GRUFF'sN /WELL,SIR.TODAY rurns eoundaN HAD A 1 > RESIGNATION. GRUFF REFUSED. LOCKED THE .22 P’STOI HID iN GRUFES FILING \ FIGHT, I \ DOOR BETWEEN THEIR OFFICES. OF COURSE CABINET. uRuFF ADMITS IT’S HIS V TOO. J \WE SUSPECTED GRUFF, BUT WE WASN'T SURE. anD, WHAT's MORE, OUR BALLISTICS V '^— ,/ EXPERT SAfy POSITIVELY IT'S THE \ n gun ImaT KIIIED J. J. IANE. '|‘ 1 1 * 1 1 ' *•* l

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"I can take care of myself,” replied Zora. “Forgive me, Senorita,” he said. “I know that. I merely meant that, if the girl I loved were here, she would not be left alone in the forest, especially when I believe as Zveri must believe that the enemy is pursuing us.”

r G-GOSH, ME 5 ) BOY' UE ONLY 'GEE.D'D YOU SEE THE CUY I j COMES U D "TO MY WHAT HAPrEMED THOUGHT /CHIN, BUT HE CAME TO CRASH, \mv COuS'N, x V/AS / i THERE at least COUS'M 7 he is ONCE

“You do not like Comrade Zveri. do you, Romero?" said Zora. “He has antagonized all except you, Senorita. who are to be his wife,” replied Romero. “Why do you say that?” she asked. “Comrade Zveri boasts of it often," replied Romero. Zora made nc comment.

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