Indianapolis Times, Volume 46, Number 59, Indianapolis, Marion County, 19 July 1934 — Page 21

STY 19, 1934_

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mnn imrf todai to n*rne * B --<i Bartv niter rwt;r:r.j an inh- "ance of aeven hundred thoi**no r rd *t* o'it for Lmd;n H* father j Barty, ;~rmrr Ena:.*h cr.amp.onTt e rpro •- the *on. 'to. t'- -.d ; 1.5 psrtr.* *r.d Na*‘-.- B*.!. *is a former chantcton oe*t hi* father in f!(ht. J -me*, nf to l/meon Ttrjng Bartv r i j ;• h. .< .rname to B r ' 'rlej He P-ar--. the rap*a;n. the P ' - ; ( Mortimer Ca-nahv. and l4idv Cieore Meredith )>r j - * ;r love !*h Ldv Cieor.e and h* Sir M' r rr.r In a fist duel aa a ce • ;re rs protefion to the girl. H, ->t en-.p.0-' Peterh’ a former prtrrr: ** a valet, and bur* a home in London He encounter* ' * rogue, pa* a.d Berry-n-a.-e t-ff/r of Ladv C>on. who ta in the cits’,- hee of Jasper Gaunt, a mooev tender. never lev •ro-r.fsea Ladv C.eone he will aid her ter . . The vlacoor.t. also in love w!tn Lad? r, r,r p-r -. -i pom'ir.a out that Barrvmaine’a eacapades have caaaai him to . . society. Kimthe.- Be-. er>r der.ares hi* intention of carrying out hs* promise. SOW GO ON WITH THE SIORT INSTALLMENT SIXTY (Continued' ‘ I do so wish.’’ said Bamabas heartily. “Why, very Rood, sir!” Saying which the corpora! sat up. squared his mighty shoulders, coughed, and began: •It was when the cuirassiers broko our square at Quatre-bras, sir—fine fellows those cuirassiers! They rode into as, through as, over as—’he square was tottering, and it wrs ‘the colors—rally!’ Ah, sir! the colors means the life or death of a square at such times. And just then, when horses was a-trampling Us and the air full o’ the flash o’ Fr< nrh steel, just tlirn I see our colors d.p and sway, and down .hey went. But still it's ’the colors—rally!’ and there's no colors to rally to; and all the time the square is being cut to pieces. But I, being nearest, caught up the colors in this here left hand,” here the corporal raised his gleaming hook, “but a cuirassier, ’e caught them too, and there's him at one end o’ the staff and me at t’ other, pulling and hauling, and then—all at once he'd got 'em. And because why? Because I hadn't got no left 'and to ’pld with. • ’’But I'd got my right, and in my right was Brown Boss' there,” and the corporal pointed to the long musket in the corner. “My bayonet was gone, and there wern't no time to reload, so—l used the butt. Then I picked up the colors again and eld ’em hich over my head, for the smoke were pretty thick, and, ’To the colors,’ I shouted, ‘Rally, lads, rally!' And oh. by the Lord, sir.— to hear our lads cheer! And so the square formed up again—what was left of it—formed up close and true round me and the last thing I mind was the cheering. Ah! they was fine fellows, the cuirassiers!” “So that vere the end o' the corp’s soldiering!” nodded Mr. Shrig. “Yes.” sighed the corporal, “a oneJianded soldier ain't much good, ye see. sir.” • “So they throwed 'im out!” snarled Mr. Shrig. “Now jarsper.” smiled the giant, shaking his head. •‘Why so 'ard on the sarvice? They give me niv stripe.” "And your dis-charge!” added Mr. Shrig. “And a pension.” said the soldier. “Pension.' sniffed Mr. Shrig, “a fine, large vord. Dick, as means werry little to you!” “And they mentioned me in the Gazette, Jarsper.” said the Corporal looking very sheepish, and stroking his whisker again with his hook. “And lot o' good that done you, dtrin t it? Your eart vos broke the night I found you—down by the river.’’ INSTALLMENT SIXTY-ONE "I \THY, I did feel as I weren’t W much good. Jarsper. I'll admit You see, I ’adn't my hook then. sir. But I think I'd ha' give my other 'and—ah! that I would—-

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| to ha' been allowed to march on wi’ i the rest o’ the lads to Waterloo.” “So you vos a-going to throw yer--1 self into the river!” “I were, Jarsper, should ha' done iit but for you. comrade.” “But you didn't do it, so later on ve took this 'ere place.” “You did, Jarsper—” “Ve took it together, Dick And werry veil you're a-domg with it, for both of as.” “I do my best, Jarsper." “V'ich couldn't be bettered. Dick. Then look how you 'elp me nth my cases.” “Do I, Jarsper?” said the corporal, his blue eyes shining. “That you do, Dick. And now I’ve got another case as I'm a-vaiting ior—a extra-special capital case it is, too!” “Another murder. Jarsper?” “Ah. a murder, Dick.—a murder as ain't been committed yet, a murder as I'm expecting to come off in —say a month, from information received this ere werry arternoon A murder, Dick, as is going to be done by a capital cove as I spotted over a month ago. Now v’ot I'm going to tell you is betwixt us—private and confidential and—” But here Barnabas pashed back his chair. “Then perhaps I had better be going?’ said he. “Going sir? and for v’y?” “That you may be more private, and talk more freely.” “Sir.” said Mr. Shrig, “I knows v'en to speak and v'en not. My eyes tell me who I can trust and who not. And. sir, I’ve took to you. and so's the corp—ain’t you, Dick?” “Yes, sir,” said the giant diffidently. “Sir,” pursued Mr. Shrig, "you’re a Nob, I know’, a Corinthian by your looks, a Buck, sir, a Dash, an ’eavy Toddler, but also, I takes the liberty o’ telling you as you're only a man. arter all, like the rest on us, and it's that man as I'm a-talking to. Now’ v'en a man ’as stood up for me. shed ’is good blood for me, I makes that man my pal, and my pal I alius trusts.” “And you shall find me worthy of your confidence,” said Barnabas ’’and there’s my hand on it, though, indeed, you hardly know me—really.” “More than you think, sir. Besides. it ain't v’ot a cove tells me about ’imself as matters, nor v'ot other coves tell me about a cove, as matters, it's v'ot a cove carries in 'is face as I goes by—the cock of 'is eye. an’ all the rest or it. And then. I knows as your name’s Barnabas Barty—” “Barty!—you know that?” exclaimed Barnabas, starting,—"how in the world did you find out?” “Took the liberty to look at your vatch, sir.” “Watch!” raid Barnabas, drawing it from his fob, "what do you mean” n n u GIVE it ’ere. and I’ll show ye, sir.” So saying, Mr. Shrig took the great timepiece and, opening the back, handed it to Barnabas. And there, in the cavity between the tw’o cases was a very small folded paper, and upon this paper, in Natty Bell's handwriting, these words: “To mV dear lad Barnabas Bartv. hoping that he may prove as fins a gentleman as he is—a man." Having read this. Barnabas folded the paper very gently, and putting it back, closed the watch, and slipped it into his fob. "And now,” said Mr. Shrig, exhaling a vast cloud of smoke, “afore I go on to tell you about this 'ere murder as I'm a-vaiting for. I must show ye my little reader.” Here Mr. Shrig thrust a hand into his pocket —then his pipe shivered to fragments on the stone floor and he started up, mouth agape and eyes starmg. (To Be Continued)

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TARZAN AND THE CITY OF GOLD

Tarzan climbed over the high cantle of Abyssinian saddle and unslung his spear in rather futile hope of holding the crocodile at until his mount could reach the safety of opposite bank toward which Tarzan was now tempting to guide him.

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the Gimla is as swift as he is voracious. He was the already at the horse's rump wTth opened jaws bay when the shifta at the river's edge again fired the wildly at the ape-man. It was well for Tarzan at- that the wounded man had fired hurriedly, for it brought him good luck!

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Simultaneously with the report of the shifta’s firearm the crocodile dove. The frenzied lashing of the water about him evidenced the fact that he had been mortally wounded. A moment later Tarzan reached the opposite bank and dry land, letting the horse go its way.

—By Edgar Kice Burroughs

Recrossing the river, Tarzan took up the shiftas’ trail. It was well to know about these enemies. Tarzan sniffed the warm air. The man scent became stronger, guiding his steps. Nearer and nearer sounded the deep cough of a lion; but Tarzan was hunting MAN.

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