Indianapolis Times, Volume 46, Number 56, Indianapolis, Marion County, 16 July 1934 — Page 13

JULY 16, I'm.

The Amateur Gentleman

mr.iN Hrir ton%i ivr-- mi ta mwi ■ **nuwttam. Pa . . Bari KU ' • *• he-ttunr* oi ***n Hundred thouiend Bound* **?* ont lor Landm. H * foiher John Hi '* former Ii pion- j eh 3 r- ?* f{r• -*r ep:>*** the ton. m hot t and Ne”v Beil. I e.io , *- J-.xr- -* to London, roti'e Bartr i ' rs rr.e , H ■ r v He i iree*- the Bosun .r*rsn \. . ■ h< i> * s- Mortimer : ,r.o Sad*, r nine Meredith. j }{ • a and he’ \t ir if .r. a f.'-t rt .ei a* a | ■ ' to the girl B t- r- r --p>■ Pr’erb a former nr,, r - ~it ta.er. a:.d ouve a home | Ir I-ordon H> e-. "er C: ! r he*er. a rogue. ! , ald B ir a- brother of Ladv C.eon*. ano ta ; tn r •/tj ol J*Ber Gaunt, a ;o-|*- .er.de: Rr r >-. nronrtaea Lady C.eone ne will .r* a *o tn lo' • **i*h I.ady r • r - : • oat Barrv- | r •< . .;,'n ,;i'i • • id rmto j tore Re • er>v de-lares hi* intention Os nr ■ or out h •• prom - ** SOW (.O os mill THE STORE INSTALLMENT FIFTY-EIGHT 1 'Continued* * W'.isre arc ue going 1 *" Barnaba demanded. lor Mr. Shrig. though a.vtavs placid, had sudden-: ly mken on an air that was almost} ailort hi bright, roving eye wan- j deren more than ever, and ho ap- i prared to be hearkening to distant j sound • WhPrP arc wp going?” repeated Barnabas. "Orav Inn is ’andiest, sir, and I; must ak you to step out a bit, they're a rough crowd as lives j ’ercabout.-—scamps an’ hunters, i didlcr- an’ civ-fakers so I must ask i you to step out a bit, this is a bad counfrv for me” -Bad for you? Why?” •On account o’ vindictiveness, •ir 1” •Os what?” "Windicfiveness, sir—vindictiveness in every .shape an’ lorm. but brick-enas most iy vith a occasional chimblcy-pot.” “I’m afraid I don't understand,” Barnabas began. "Veil then.” explained Mr. Shrig as they strode along, T vere the: means o’ four coves bein' topped] d' ye see. ’lghway robbery vita wio-; lence bout a month ago. to J live round ‘ere, they did, an’ their j lamblies an’ friends is vindictive against me accordingly, an’ worry nat'ral. too, for ’umarv natur’ is I only ’unian natur’. ain't it? Worry good then. Now their vindictiveness—or as you might say, 'uman natur’—generally takes the shape of chimbley-pots and brick-ends,; though I ’ave met vindictiveness in the form o’ biling vater and flat-irons, not to mention saucepans a’ sich, afore now, and vunce! a arm-cheer, all of vich is apt to vorry you a bit until you gets used to it. Then there's knives—knives Is alius avk-ard, and bludgeons ain't to be sneezed at. neither. But, Lord! every perfessmn and trade ’as its drawbacks, an’ there 's a stcht o’ comfort in that, ain't there?” a a tt A Lit this time the eyes of Mr. Shrig were roving here, wandering there, now apparently glancing up at the strip of sky between the dings’ house tops, now down at the cobbles beneath their feet; also Barnabas noticed that his step, all at once, grew slower and more deliberate, as one who hestitats, uncertain as to whether he shall go on. or turn back. It was after one of those swift, upward glances, that Mr. Shrig stopped all at once, seized Barnabas by the middle and drageed him into an adjacent doorway, as something crashed down and splintered within a yard of them. -What now—what is it?” cried Barnabas. “Win-dictiveness!” sighed Mr. Shrig, shaking his head at the missile, ”a piece o' coping stone, thirty pound if a ounce—Lord! Keep flat ag’in tiie door, sir, same as me. they may try another—l don't think so—still they may, so keep close ag'in the door. A partic'lar r.arrer shave I calls it!" nodded Mr. Shrig. "shook ye a bit. sir?” "Yes," said Barnabas, wiping his brow. -Ah well, it shook me—and I'm

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i.-ed *o vindictiveness. A brick now ■ he mused, his eves wandering again, a brick I could ha’ took kinder, bricks an’ sich I'm prepared for. but coping-stones—Lard love me!” ’ Biu a bnrk would have killed you just the same—” ’ Killed me? A brick? Oh no. sir!” "But. if it had hit you on the head—” ’ On the ’at sir, the ’at—or as you might say—the castor —thus, sir,” said Mr. Shrig; and glancing furtively up and down the gloomy alley he took ofT the broad-brimmed hat; ”Just run your ogles over this ere castor o' mine, an’ you’ll understand, perhaps.” a a a "ITs very heavy,” said Barnabas, as he took the hat. *'Ah, it is a bit eavyish, sir. Peep inside of it." "Why,” exclaimed Barnabas, "it’s lined with ” "Iron, sir. My own invention agin vindictiveness in the shape o' bricks an’ bludgeons, an’ werry useful an’ comfortin's I’ve found it. But if they're going to begin on me \ith coping-stones—v; Lord!” And Mr. Shrig sighed his gentle sigh, ar.d rubbed his placid brow, and once more covered it with the "invention ” “And now sir, you've got a pair o’ good, long legs—can ye use 'em?” ’ Use them—yes. Why?” "Because it’s about time as we cut our stick an’ run for it.” "What are we to run for?” “Because they’re arter me—nine on ’em—consequent they're arter you too. d’ ye see. There's four on ’em be’ind us, an’ five on ’em in front. You rant .see ’em because they're lavin’ low. And they’re bad uns all, an’ they means business." “What—a fight?” "A.s ever vas. sir. J've 'ad my eye on ’em some time. That ’ere cop-ing-stone vas the signal." "Hal" said Barnabas, buttoning up his coat. “Now, are ye ready, sir?” "Quite!" "Then keep close be ind me—go!” With the word Mr. Shrig began to run, always keeping close beside the wall; indeed he ran so fast and was so very nimble that Barnabas had some ado to keep up with him. They had gone but a little distance when five rough-looking fellows started into view further up the alley, completely blocking their advance, and by the clatter of feet behind, Barnabas knew that their retreat was cut ofT. and instinctively he set his teeth, and gripped his cane more firmly. But on ran Mr. Shrig. keeping close beside the wall, head low. shoulders back, elbows well in. for all the world as if he Intended to hurl himself upon his assailants In some desperate hope of breaking through them; but all at once, like a rabbit into his burrow, he turned short off in mid career, and vanished down a dark and very narrow entry or passage, and. as Barnabas followed, he heard, above the vicious thud of footsteps, hoarse cries of anger and disappointment. Halfway down the passage Mr. Shrig halted abruptly and turned, as the first of their pursuers appeared. "This'll do!” he panted, swinging the nobbly stick in his hand, "can't come on more nor two at vunce. Be ready vith your stick—at their eyes —poke at ’em—no fitting—” the rest was drowned In the echoing rush of heavy feet and the boom of hoarse voices. But now. seeing their quarry stand on the defensive, the pursuers checked their advance, their cries sank to growling murmurs, till, with i fierce shout, one of their number rushed forward brandishing a heavy stick, whereupon the others followed. and there, in the echoing dimness, the battle was joined, and waxed furious and grim. <To Be Continued)

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FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS

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TARZAN AND THE CITY OF GOLD

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Tarzan of the Apes waa hungry. He wormed his way through the short Abyssinian grass to reach a position from which he might charge upon a small buck. Not knowing danger loomed threateningly behind him. Tarzan's whole Interest was centered upon the animal.

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Holding their spears and long barreled matchlocks ready, the band of “shiftas" trailed him. Never before had these outlaw Arab raiders seen a white man like this one, but there was only murder in their hearts! The buck raised his head, wary, suspicious. Tarzan looked too.

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When they saw that Tarzan had discovered them, the horsemen broke into a gallop and bore down upon him, waving their weapons and shouting. They did not fire, but seemed to purpose riding him down and trampling him beneath their horses’ hoofs.

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Tarzan knew there was no escape from mounted men by flight. He knew also that they come only to rob and kill. So he stood to fight, ready to seize upon any lucky circumstance. The shiftas were almost upon him when Tarzan sprang into action!

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