Indianapolis Times, Volume 46, Number 61, Indianapolis, Marion County, 21 July 1934 — Page 13

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The Amateur Gentleman

RK>l> Ml HI IODAI rv-':TXI to nroir.* g*nU*osan. I eg an inY- a of trn r .-/i.-ed thouaand j- ft o • for i/n.din H-% ir f- r-*r f.r.g..h championf.r rpr'.'' 1 ' tr. *?n. ho. I ar.d Na” Bell, a r.i harr.i an oe • r._ father li. a fisht J ' -g to lr.con roung Barte t -r. -o P.'verier He • IfortUMf Cleone ditto. H ' r Lart- C>one an<3 t<- M'-r.r-r in a fit! <5 -el w a ■ f an to tha girl. f P-terbt a former a coma 1 ’ Ch-ne"r. a rog-j*. oter Ronald Barryr of Lad 7 C’.eoce. aho la of JasDer Gaunt, a rt ' --.v lender. !.’ -r *• ? Lac Cieooe na will a cer brother o in to-.e *:th Lady f- rote ■ r o.ri*;ng out that Barryr ra;.,d’ h've ri'ij.?d him lo n* • B •.r’fv ft?- ars his intention ©f i Tt-.r.g o hit oromiae NOW 1.0 ON WITH THE STORT INSTALLMENT SIXTY-TWO „ 1 Continued , ir s-n-i-double-f-s! I’ve aj t<-<-<ic *hf Trouble to count 'em—nothing cl e to do. I ain’t got a vw.rd out lm vet. an’ I’ve been sittin’ >r f ever since 8 s momin’. I'm a con l l vial cock. I am a sociable cove. vrs. sir. a s-o-s-h-able cove as rt • r wore a pair o' boots. Wot I t-oz i Though a bum. why not a soc.ah;< bum. and try to make things l ire and pleasant, and I does my best, give vou my word! But Lord! all r. • !Tort.> i wasted on that ere Tau ■hr ■ —nothing but sniffs." "Wlr then—who —what are you?" * I m Perks and Condy. w ines and sperri’'—eighty-five pound, eighteen three —that’s me sir ." •’l>) you mean that you are—in, po-vr. ion—here?’’ “Just that, sir—ever since 8 srmrn.ng— and nothing but sniffs—so lu; ‘ Here the bullet-hpaded ma’n nodded and eyed the knob of hungrily. But at this moment the door opened, and the dignified 'though mournful' gentleman appeared, and informed Barnabas • with a sight that “his lordship begged Mr. Beverley would walk upstairs." Upstairs accordingly Barnpbas stepped, and guided by a merry whistling, pushed open a certain door, and so found the viscount busily engaged in the manufacture of a paper dart, composed of a sheet of the Gazette, in the midst of which occupation he paused to grip Barnabas by the hand. “Delighted to see you. Bev." said he heartily, “prav sit down, my dear fellow sit anywhere—no. not there - that’s the toast, deuce take it; Oh. never mind a chair, bed'll do. eh? Yes, i m rather late this morning. Bev—but then I was so late last night that I was devilish early, and I m making up for it —must have steady nerves for the fifteenth, you know. Ah. and that reminds me!" Here the viscount took up his unfinished dart and sighed over it. -I'm suffering from a rather sharp attack of Romanism, my dear fellow, mv honored parent has been at it again. Bev. and then. I dropped two hundred pounds in Jermym street last night." 0 8 0 *• T'vROPPED it! Do you mean U you lost it, or were you rebbed?" inquired Barnabas the Simple. Now when he said this, the viscount stared at him incredulously. but. meeting the clear gaze of the candid gray eyes, he smiled all at once and shook his head. “Gad!" he exclaimed, “what a strange fellow you are, Bev. And yet I wouldn t have you altered, no, damme! you're too refreshing. You ask me did I lose it, or was I robbed?’ I answer you—both, my dear fellow. It was a case of sharps and flats, and—l was the flat.’’ “Ah—you mean gambling, Dick?" “Gambling, Bev —at a hell in Jertnyn street.” “Two hundred pounds is a great deal of money to lose at cards, said Barnabas, shaking his head gravely. Humph!” murmured the viscount, busied upon his paper dart again.

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This Curious World Ferguson

OIRDS OP PREY WEAR. v. FEATHERED PANTALOONS, l WHICH SERVE TO CONFUSE THE VICTIM AT WHICH the 6'RD is striking WITH ITS FEET. \^gm\ 'I 1 / j NO?ED SNAkB- \ ; . V FAKING A DEATH Jvr V Ari SCENE AND THEN Afj rolling over on torned over on STOMACH, it STURGEON^Bfeg^ Q o U^ v B A S IS KNOWN AS THE \ aqaim /P/SAJ BECAUSE, SINCE V the time of kino edwaro H, the reigning k/ng of England f^TrSw^,.,, may claim anv sturgeon caught. —*

MANY of the eagle*, most of the hawk*, and some owls, all birds which attack their prey with grabbing talons, wear spreading shields of leg feathers. These pantaloons v>gve to hide the movement* and position of the legs as the birds strikes its victim. NEX'i—What bird w recormiVcted from foeatt boom before it wwa found as I living bird? \ , v

vou should congratulate me. I think, that it was no more—might Just as easily have been two thousand. you see, indeed I wonder it wasn t. Egad! the more I think of it. the more fortunate I consider myself. Yes, I certainly think you should congratulate me. Now — watch me hit Sling!" and the viscount poised his completed dart. “Captain Slmgsby—here?" exclaimed Barnabas, glancing about. “Under the settee, yonder," nodded the Viscount, “wrapped up in the table-cloth.” “Table-cloth!" repeated Barnabas. “Bv way of military cloak," explained the Viscount. “You see— Sling was rather—mellow, last night, and —at such times he always imagines he's campaigning again—insists upon sleeping on the floor.” Now. looking where the viscount pointed. Barnabas espied thetouzled head of Captain Slingsby of the j guards protruding from beneath the settee, and reposing upon a cushion. The captains features were serene, and his breathing soft and regular, albeit deepening, ever and anon, into a gentle snore. Poor old Sling!’’ said the Viscount leaning forward the better to aim his missile, "in two hours’ time he must go and face the Ogre—poor old Sling! Now watch me hit him ’ So saying Viscount Devenham launched his paper dart which, gliding gracefully through the air, buried its point in the captain's ‘ whisker, whereupon that warrior.' murmuring plaintively, turned over and fell once more gently a-snoring. 0 8 0 INSTALLMENT SIXTY-THREE “'T'ALKING about the ogre— ’’ bepan the viscount. “You mean—Jasper Gaunt?" Barnabas inquired. "Precisely, dear fellow, and, talking of him. did you happen to notice a—fellow, hanging about dowmstairs —a bristly being with one eye, Bev?” “Yes, Dick."’ “Ha!" said the viscount, nodding, “and talking of him. brings me back to m.v honored Roman—thus, Bev. Chancing to find myself in—ha—hum—a little difficulty, a —let us say —financial tightness, Bev, I immediately thought of my father, which —under the circumstances was, I j think, very natural—and filial, my dear fellow. I said to myself, here i is a man, the author of my being, ! who, though confoundedly Roman, is still my father, and. as such, owes* certain duties to his son. sacred duties. Bev. not to be lightly esteemed, blinked, or set aside—eh, Bev?” < “Undoubtedly!" said Barnabas. “I, therefore, ventured to send him a letter, posthaste, gently reminding him of those same duties, and acquainting him with my—ah—needy situation—which was also very natural. I think." “Certainly!" said Barnabas, smiling. • But—would you believe it, my dear fellow', he wrote, or rather, indited to me an epistle, or. I should say, indictment, in his most Roman manner which—but egad! I’ll read it to you. I have it here somewhere.” And the viscount began to rummage among the bedclothes, to feel and fumble under pillow’ and bolster, and eventually dragged forth a woefully crumpled document which he smoothed out upon his knees, and from which he began to read as follows: 0 0 8 ““Yf Y DEAR HORATIO.’ IVI “As soon as I saw’ that *t-i-o.’ Bev. I knew’ it was no go. Had it been merely a-c-e I should have nourished hopes, but the ’t-i-o’ slew ’em —killed ’em stone dead and prepared me for a screed in my honored Romans best style, bristling with the Divine right of fathers, and, Bev—l got it. Listen; (To Be Continued)

OUR BOARDING HOUSE

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FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS

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BOOTS 'AND HER BUDDIES

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TARZAN AND THE CITY OF GOLD

At last the shiftas withdrew to their rude shelter and left the night to Tarzan, Numa and a single sentry. The ape-man waited patiently until the camp should be sunk in deepest slumber. Meanwhile he laid his plans. Presently there came strongly to his nostrils the scent of the spoor of Numa, the lion.

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Tarzan guessed the carnivore, attracted by the horses, was coming to investigate the camp. He doubted the lion would enter it, for the sentry kept the fire blazing brightly; and Numa seldom dares the fearful mystery of flames unless goaded by extreme hunger.

—By; Ahern;

OUT OUR WAY

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An hour later, even the sentry dozed. Then Tarzan descended the tree, keeping well within the shadows. A moment he stood in silence, listening. He heard Numa breathing and knew that the king of beasts was near and watching. On soundless feet the ape-man crept toward the unsuspecting sentry.

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Now he crouched directly behind his prey. Suddenly a bronzed hand shot forward, steel fingers gripped the shifta s throat and Tarzan s knife descended. The sentry was dead without knowing death threatened him! Then the apeman moved swiftly toward the whit- orisoner lying in the open.

—By Williams

—By, Edgar Rice Burroughs

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