Indianapolis Times, Volume 46, Number 55, Indianapolis, Marion County, 14 July 1934 — Page 13

JULY U, 1934.

The Amateur Gentleman =^-—= ==By Jeffrey Farnpl ==—■■- —..

Brf.lN MIKr TODAI - ?• - - * • r: *lu # p*r/ift OS mri<l Na'V B^h! . 1 * r-s to Lor.<sn wsr* Bart? c ‘ • im* - ) He : ‘ t 5 r ; f - ‘ r . r .: n „ , ;* ei w * •* r p *r t lormet r a stct. ;■ riC buts a borne : *rr< Cl r r.< f er. * roftie. . r. ' f r H r -: .and B :ryx ■ - La *O ■.l r f>r'>fT.!ses Lacv C.eone fie wlli • : s „ in,. 1?h L flf < Brtv. : \< - - c; • ■ .r.* oit hit Droirid. \OU .0 ON WITH THE STORY INSTALLMENT FIFTY-SEVEN • Continued; Then. all at once, even as he f o rd himself to meet their rush, a c r.t vni'e uttered a sharp, amine rrv. whereat the three, spattering rur ***. incontinent took to their ) < r\- ;.r,d were gone with a thud of living leet. For a moment Barnabas stood da/rtf b’. the suddenne ,of it all, the- ’ooping to recover hat and cr.n* c meed about, and saw that he war, in a dirty, narrow street, or rather alley. N< ■ up this alley a n ian was approaching. very deliberately, for as h.e*r. rrc, he appeared to be perusing s -mall book. He was a short, broad-shouldered man, a mild-faced man of a sober habit of dress, with a broadbrimmed hat uopn his head—a lia ! higher in the crown than was the custom, and a remarkably nobbly stick beneath his arm; otherwise, and in all respects, he was a very i(Unary-looking man indeed, and rs he walked, book in hand, might have been some small tradesman busily casting up his profit and loss, elbeit he had a bright and roving eye. Being come up with Barnabas, he stopped, closed his book upon his finger, touched the broad rim of his hat, and lorfked at Barnabas, or to be exart, at the third left-hand button of his coat. ••Anything stole, sir?" he inquired hopefully. • No," answered Barnabas, ‘no, I think not." • Ah. then you won’t be vantin’ to mek a charge agm ’em. sir?" •’No—besides, they’ve escaped.” ‘’Escaped. Lord no, sir, they’ve only run avay, I can alius put my ’ooks on ’em—l spotted ’em, d’ye tee. And I know 'em. Lord love you! —like a feyther! They vas Buntv Fa can. Da nr in’ James, and Vistlin’ Dirk two buzmen an’ a prig.” • What do you mean?” inquired Barnabas, beginning to eye the man askance for all his obtrusive mildness. •'I means two pickpockets and a thief, sir. It vas Vistlin’ Dick as you give such a •leveller’ to—a rare pretty knock-down I vill say, sir—never saw a cleaner—Oh! they’re a bad lot. they are, ‘specially Vistlin’ Dick, an’ it's lucky for you I ’apt>cncd to come this vay.” “Why. do you mean to say,” said Barnabas, staring at the mildfaced man. “do you want me to believe that it was the sight of you that sent them running?” "Veil, there veren’t nobody else to, as I could see, sir.” said the man. with a gentle smile and shake of the head. "Volks ain't partial to me in these yrre parts, and as to them three, theyre a bad lot. they are, but Vistlin’ Dick's the vorst—mark mv words, 'e'll come to be topped yet” “What do you mean by ‘topped’?” a a a *"\T' Y. I means scracced sir,” V answered the man, his roving eve glancing continually up and down the alley. “I means anged. sir. Lord love you. it's in 'is face—-

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never s r e a more promising mug consequent, Ive got Vistlin’ Dick down in mv little book 'ere, alone wc’h a lot of other promising vuns.” ‘ But why in your book?" “Veil, d'ye sre. I keeps a record of all the likely coves, capital coves as '.ou might call 'em—’’ Here the mild man jerked his head convul ivelv to one side, rolled up his eye-, and protruded his toneue, ail in hideous pantomime, and was immediately his placid self again. Ah’ you mean—hanged?’’ said Barnabas. “A ever vas, sir. capital punishmen:. And I goes round reg'lar jest to keep an eye on my capital coves. Lord! I vatches over 'em all—like a fe-. ther. Theer’s some voiks as collects books, an’ some voiks as collects picters an’ old coins, but I collects capital coves, —names and fares. It's my trade dye see, and though there's better trades, still their trades as is vorse, an’ that's summat, ain't it?” And what might your trade be?” inquired Barnabas, as they walked or. together along the narrow alley. Veil, sir. I'm vot they calls a b;- haw of the pigs—but I'm more than that.” “Pray said Barnabas, “what do •ou mean? ’ For answer the man smiled, and half drew from his .ir.cket a short staff surmounted by a crown. Ah!” said Barnabas, “a BowStreet runner?’’ And mv name j S Shrig.sir, Jasper .Shrig. You'll have heard it afore, o' course.” • No!" said Barnabas. Mr. Shrig seemed placidly surprised, and vented a gentle sigh. • It's pretty veil known, in London, sir, though it ain't a pretty name, lil allow. Ye-es, I've 'eard prettier, but then it's better than a good many, and that's summat, ain't it? And then, as I said afore, it's pretty veil known.” “How so?’’ . ‘•Veil, sir, there be some as ’as a loanin’ to one branch o’ the profession. and some to another —now mine's murders.” “Murders?” said Barnabas, staring. “Vith a vvrrry big M. sir. V’y, Lord love you, there's been more murderers took and topped through me than any o’ the other traps in London, it's a nat’ral gift vith me. Ye see, I collects ’em—afore the fact, as ye might say. I can smell ’em out, feel ’em out. taste ’em out, it's jest a nat’ral gift." nan INSTALLMENT FIFTY-EIGHT •|>UT —how? What do you mean?" .O “I means as I’ll be valking alone a strret, say. looking at eyery fare as I pass. Veil, all at _nce I'll spot a cove or covess vith vot I rails a capital mug. I'll follow' that cove or covess, and by 'ook or by crook I'll find out that there cove or covess's name, and—down it goes in my little book, d’ ye sec?” and he tapped the little book. “But, surely,” said Barnabas, “surely they don't all prove to be murderers?” “Veil no, sir—that's hardly to be expected,—ye see, some on ’em vanishes away, an’ some goes an’ dies, .but they mostly turns out tiAie capitals—if I only vaits for ’em long enough, and—up they goes.” “And are you always on the lookout for such faces?” “Yes sir—ven I ain't busy on some case. A man must ’avc some little relaxation, and that's mine. Lord love you, sir, scarcely a day goes by that I don't spot one or two. l'vr been to ave a look at a couple of 'em this mornin’. Aha! it would a-maze you if you could look into my little reader.” “I should like to.” said Barnabas, eyeing the. small, shabby book with anew interest. But Mr. Shrig only blinked his wide, innocent eyes, and slipping the book into his pocket, led the way round a sudden corner into another alley narrower than the last, and, if possible, dirtier. (To Be Continued)

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He turned back to the whites. “The rest of you will follow me to my camp.” And with that he turned and swung away toward the trail by which he had entered the camp. Behind him followed the four who owed to his humanity more than thev could ever know. v •

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She turned toward him. her lips trembling. “And I thought that, alive or dead, I could never say ‘yes’ to that question, if you asked me.” she replied. A curve of the trail hid them from view as he took her in his arms and drew her lips to his. THE END

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