Indianapolis Times, Volume 46, Number 58, Indianapolis, Marion County, 18 July 1934 — Page 15

JULY 18, 1931

The Amateur Gentleman

Bf ft IN HIU TOD 4 k f' rrr.lr.<"l to oerome a rntlmn. Rt >i iUrti. after reeelein* an tn* he * of eeron hondrwdtfcmiFmnd ro r *e* cut for l/>r.<l:n. H:* fattier, johr Bartv former Eoghsh chat. . h.r r ire flrhter. opposet the acn. ho, tra"i ST Fit parer.t and Nattr 8e,,, a.i a former chap.oru betta ha fattier I ‘j to London, roam B*"' rha- e sirname to Beverley. He mm,- the rit-i.i, the Bosun, youni VI. • ji- Bel.a* * S:r Mortimer Ca *-'i Ladv Cieor.e Meredith. !■ , . . , L,'; C -one and ~ u i ce- *e f r •' on o the *!ri. i a former r.o: s a’ va.et. ar.d fcavs a home “j‘ . -•ra Cl e.’er, a ro*ue. -a.d Barry- • g -rr -r of Laos Cron*. who Is ;n ... ra of J.saer Gaunt, a g, rr.ey p- mtses Lady Cieone be will " -o tn lore with Lady r* e pro* r • ; r'. , :n* out that Barry- - , , n t (jr - 0 (> ~-ed h;m to Never- ... Be,/•->• dor .are-, his IntentioD MW GO ON WITH m STORY INSTALLMENT FIFTY-NINE i Continued > "Your cravat-sparkler! that’s vanished ton!” Barnabas felt his rum: . *; cravat, and nodded. "And your vatch. now—don’t tell me as they’ve took —” “Yr my watch also," sighed Barn o "Ag: t pity!” said Mr. Shrig. •*th it ain’t to be vondcrcd at - rv I bit "I dued the watch greatly, hers u it was given me by a very good friend.’’ said Barnabas, sighing stga •V die red it, hey?” exclaimed Mr. Shrig. "walleyed it, sir?—v’y then, ’ere it be!” and from a capacious side-pocket he produced Natty Bell s great watch, seals and all. -Why— ’* exclaimed Barnabas, staring. ‘‘AI o your purse, sir—not forgetting the sparkler.” Mr. Shrig continued, producing each article in turn. “But--how in the world—?” began Barnabas. ‘T took ’em from you v’lle you vos a-lookin’ at my castor. Lord love me, a babe could ha’ done it—let alone a old ’and, like me!” "Do you mean—?” began Barnabas, and hesitated. a a a installment SIXTY **TN my young days, sir,” explained 1 Mr. Shrig with his placid smile, “I vere a champion buzman, ah! and a prime rook at queering the gulls, too, but I eventually turned honest all along of a flash, morningsneak eovc.ss as got ’crsclf converted.” "What do you mean by a morning -sneak covess?” "I means a area-sneak, sir, as vorks werrv early in the morning. A fine ’andsome gal she vere. and Mth nothing of the flash mollisher nlxnit Tr. either, though born on the streets, as ye might say, same as me. Veil, she pets con-wcrtcd, and she’s alvays napping er bib over me—as you’d say, piping ’cr eye. <; ve see? vanting me to turn honest and be con-werted too. ‘Turn hont t,’ says she, *and ve’ll be married ter-morrow,’ says she.” "So you turned honest and marr:<Hi her?’’ said Barnabas, as Mr. Shrig paused. "No, >u*. I turned honest and she married a eoal-c’ippcr. v’lch. though it did come a bit ’ard on me at first, vos all for the best in the end, for he developed a chafler, —as you might say, a tongue, d’ ye see. sir. and I in vun as is fond of a quiet life. Wn I ran get it. "How •unever, I turned honest, and <>me worry near starving for the firs’, year, but I kept honest, and I ain't never repented it—so fur. So. a> for the pries, and scamps, and buzmrn. and flash leary coves. Im up to all their dodges, aving been one of them, d’ ye see. And now." said Mr. Shrig. as the big corporal l aving selected divers bottles from 1 is precise array, took himself off to concoct a jorum of the one and only - now sir. what do you think o’ my pal Corporal Dick?” "A splendid fellow!” said BarnaKm

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“E is that, sir—so ’e is—a giant, eh, sir?” "A giant, yes, and handsome too!” said Barnabas. “V’y you're a sizeable cove yourself. sir,” nodded Mr. Shrig, "but you ain’t much alongside my pal the Corp. are you? I'm r.at'rally proud of im, d’ ye see, for ’t were me as saved ’im.” ' Saved him from what? How?” "M being only a smallish chap myself, I've alius ad a ankering arter sizable coves. But I never seen a finer figger of a man than Corporal Dick—height, six foot six and a quarter, chest, fifty-eight and a narf, and sir—e were a-going to rirownd it ail in the nver, all along o’ losing his 'and and being drove out o’ the army, v'ich would ha’ been a great vaste of good material, as ye might say, seeing as there’s so much of im. "It vas a dark night, the night I found im, vith vind and rain, and there vos me and 'im a-grappling on the edge of a vharf—leastvays I vere a-holding onto ’is leg, d’ ye see—ah, and a mortal ard struggle it vere too, and in the end I didn't save 'im arter all.” "What do you mean?” a a a “T MEAN as it vere ’im as saved JL me, for v'ot vith the vind, and the ram, and the dark, ve lost our footing and over ve vent into the river together—down and down till I thought as ve should never come up again, but ve did, o’ course, and then, jest as ard as ’e ’d struggled •to throw ’imself in. ’e fought to got get me out, >o it vere im as really saved me, d’ ye see?” "No,” said Barnabas, "it was you who really saved him.” "V'l, I'm as glad as you think so. sir, only d’ ye see, I can’t svim, and it vos im as pulled me out. And it all come along of ’im losing ’is 'and—come nigh to breaking ’is eart to be discharged, it did.’’ "Poor fellow!” said Barnabas, “and how did he lose his hand?” "V’y, I could tell you, or you could read of it in the Gazette—jest three or four lines o’ printing—and they've spelt is name wrong at that, curse 'em! But Corporal Dick can tell you best. Let ’im. ’Ere ’e comes, vita steaming brew o’ the Vun and Only.” And indeed, at this moment the corporal re-entered, bearing a jug that gave forth a most enticing and delicious aroma, and upon which Mr. Shrig cast amorous glances, what time he reached three glasses from the marshalled array on the shelves. And now, sitting at the small table that stood in a snug corner boide the chimney, Mr. Shrig. having filled the three glasses with all due care, tendered one to Barnabas with the words: "Jest give that a snuff with your sneezer, sir, there ’s perfume, there ’s fray-grance for ye! There ain't a man in London as can brcw r a glass o’ rum-punch like the corp, —though 'e as only got vun ’and. And now. Corporal Dick, afore ve begin, ihree steamers.” "Ay, for sure. Jarsper!” said the corporal; and opening a small corner cupboard he took thence three new* pipes and a paper of tobacco. "Will you smoke, sir.” he inquired diffidently of Barnabas. "Thank you, yes, corporal,” said Barnabas, and taking the proffered pipe he filled and lighted it. Now* when the pipes were in full blast, when the One and Only had been tasted, and pronounced by Mr. Shrig to be "up to the mark,” he nodded to Corporal Dick with the words: "Tell our young gent ’ow you lost your and, corp.” Ban BUT hereupon the corporal frowned, shuffled his feet, stroked his trim whiskers with his hook, and finally addressed Barnabas. "I aren't much of a talker, sir—and it aren't much of a story, but if you so wish—” •To Be Continued)

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TARZAN AND THE CITY OF GOLD

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Slipping his bowstring about his neck after his final shot, Tarzan struck up the point of the menancing weapon of his antagonist and. grasping the man's arm. swung himself to the horse's back behind the rider.

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As steel-thewed fingers closed upon the shifta’s throat, he voiced a single piercing scream; then a knife drove home beneath his left shoulder blade. The terrified horse, running free with flying reins, tore through the bushes and reeds into the river.

—By Ahern

OUT OUR WAY

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The remaining shiftas, disabled by their wounds, were glad to abandon the chase. One of them, however, fired a parting shot after the escaping quarry which slightly grazed Tarzan's shoulder. The river was narrow but deep in the channel.

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As the horse plunged into it, the ape-man saw a commotion in the water a few yards downstream and then the outline of a long, sinuous body. The horse saw it, too, and, becoming frantic, turned upstream in an effort to escape. It was Gimia, the crocodile!

—By Williams

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