Indianapolis Times, Volume 46, Number 60, Indianapolis, Marion County, 20 July 1934 — Page 25

JULY 2a,

i he Amateur Gentleman k, By Jeffrey -

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This Curious World Ferguson j THE KSTOpy op THE HO&SB k "’ MAKES IT ONE OP THE WORID'S MOST CURIOUS ANIMALS/ ITS GRADUAL CHANGE FROM A TINY MANY-TOED ANIMAL, TO ONE THAT WALKS ON THE END OF A SINGLE TOE, IS without parallel. C rr nca Ty ©pazTlian . JSka cat-prog * /ft l g\\ TREE AND LAYS " ouCkWGCD,THE SMALLEST KNOWN U B y &LU)NG flowering plant, has \ V Ha '/ leaves Z/v4 'w'£S/ THE FLOWERS \ * Sfcf 0 TogPTHEB. ARE BORNE ON THE '\\ jW jZ'lfrfr LEAF -LIKE STEMS. V.l MAN. because of his long association with the horse, is apt to consider this animal a very ordinary creation. Yet, he would go far to see a creature of far less strange construction. No other vertebrate animal walks on the tip of a single toe. NEXT—What fish Is known as the royal fish?

In awhile he closed the little book, vet sat there very still, gazing at nothing in particular, until the voice of the corporal roused him somewhat. "A wonderful man. my comrade ! Jarsper, sir?” ‘ Yes.'’ said Barnabas absently. ' Though he wouldn't ha’ passed as a grenadier—not being tall enough, you see.” “No." said Barnabas, his gaze still fixed. ‘ But as trap, sir—as a limb o’ the law. he ain't to be ekalled —nowheres nor nohow.” "No.” said Barnabas, rising. What? are you off. sir—must you march?” • Ye=.” said Barnabas, taking up his hat. "yes, I must go.” “ ’Olbom way, sir?” "Yes.” INSTALLMENT SIXTY-TWO 'l l fHY then—foiler me. sir— W front door takes you into Gray's Inn lane—by your left turn and 'Olbom lays straight afore you, —this way, sir.” But. being vome to the front door of the "Gun,” Barnabas paused upon the threshold. Inst in abstraction again, and i staring at nothing in particular while the big corporal watched him J with a growing uneasiness. ‘ Is it your ’ead, sir?” he inquired 1 suddenly. Head?” repeated Barnabas. "Not troubling you, is it. sir?” "No.—oh no, thank you,” answered Barnabas, and stretched out his hand. "Good-by, corporal, I’m sr’ad to have met you. and the One and Only was excellent.” "Thankee, sir. I hope as you’ll do me and my comrade the honor ' to try it again—frequent. Good- | by. sir.” But standing to watch Barnabas as he went, the corporal shook his head and muttered to himself, for Barnabas walked with a dragging step, and his chin upon his breast. Holborn still was full of the stir ! and butsle. the rush and roar of I thronging humanity, but now Barnabas was blind and deaf to it all, for wherever he looked he seemed to see the page of Mr. Shrig’s little book with its list of carefully writj ten names—those names beginning ; with B.—thus: Sir Richard Brock. Thomas Beal j and Ronald Barrymaine. It was about 2 o’clock in the afternoon that Barnabas knocked at : the door of the viscount's chambers in Halfmoon street, and was duly admitted oy a dignified, albeit somewhat mournful, gentleman in blue and silver, who, after a moment of sighing hesitancy, ushered him into a small reception room where sat a bullet-headed man with one eye and a remarkably bristly chin, a sinister’ looking person who stared very hard with his one eye, and sucked very hard, with much apparent relish and gusto, at the knob of the stick S he carried. At sight of this man the mournful eentleman averted his head, and vented a sound which, despite his impressive dignity, greatly resembled a sniff, and, bowing to Bari nabas. betook himself upstairs to I announcp the visitor. Hereupon the I one-eyed man having surveyed Barnabas from head to foot, spoke: "Sir,” said he in a jovial voice that belied his aspect, "did you ’ear that rainbow sniff?” "Rainbow?” said Barnabas. "Well—wallet, then—footman—the orna-mental cove as jest popped you in 'ere. Makes one ’undred and eleven of ’em!” “One hundred and eleven what?” <To Be Continued) Famed Marine Painter Dies Bit I'nited Press BOURNEMOUTH. England, July 20— Lauritz Holst. 85. famous Danish marine painter, died at his home here yesterday. The body will be cremated and the ashes scattered , over the sea Holst so often painted.

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TARZAN AND THE CITY OF GOLD

The hunting lion heard Tarzan and roared as the ape-man made his way to a tree overlooking the shiftas' camp. Below him he saw a band of some twenty men. To protect them against wild beasts they had erected a rude boma of branches and kept a great nre burning. One thing aroused Taraan's curiosity.

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In the shifta’s camp Tarzan saw a white man who lay securely bound a short distance from the fire. Evidently the shiftas wanted the prisoner very much or they would not have bound him so securely. Also, the white prisoner was different, in apparel, from any man Tarzan had ever seen before.

—By Ah'ern

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He saw the shifta’s attempt to talk with their prisoner; but evidently neither understood the other. Tarzan was familiar with the Kaficho language, and the questions asked by the bandits aroused his interest still further. They were asking the way to a place where there was much ivory and gold.

—By Edgar Rice Burroughs

"Tomorrow, if he still won’t speak,” said their leader, “we’ll kill him.” They squatted about the fire and discussed events. Tarzan listened grimly to their chief topic, the strange white giant who had slain three of their number. Now Tarzan could see that the strange white prisoner was armored in ivory!

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