Indianapolis Times, Volume 46, Number 64, Indianapolis, Marion County, 25 July 1934 — Page 15

JULY 25, mu

The Amateur Gentleman j™s=E:By Jeffrey Farnob- -

HM,I> MIKt fV’r to i.*< qim * Barnabas Bart* alter rr:vtr,s an ;n----r*r;t*r,t oi ' r n ntiiMlrad ;nc po-mfl*. •> o i*. lor Lenttin H” fatner Jr .n Barra. tr rmrr E:s.:*h tr.amplon*h.p pr.rr ftr.>.•<: 'Ptx>*' U* *°n. £•*> trained o r..s narm* and .Ns * Bi. *;*o a former cfcaancion Best* hi* father !c a firfct Jnurne\ ng to t/'r.don yo'ir.n Bar”, ti.v.tf. r.. * .mict -o B' .rr.es He ir.rrtt r* p * a.: tr,** Bo* ■■ vour.g V :rt H-ra o Be- v Sir Mortimer Crna#t, and Lada Cleon* Mered;’h. H fa.ls in iove with Lad* Cieor.e sco ee* S;r Moc-:mr in a flt and rel a* • r - .ire of rro’.er'.on to the e.ri Re er.ev ems S r -. Pe*e*Bv a former poacher as a va.et. and curs a home in London Ha e.-.co'sn’er* Chfres’et. a rorie. who r.as influence over Ronald Barrvrr.a.rse. Brother of Lad* C’.ecne, who •* in the c. itrne* of Jasoer Gaunt. money lender Re-erlev promises Lacy C.eone na will a:d her brother. Trie *istount. a *o in iove with Lady C.eone. oro'e*'. po.n-ir | c;t that Barrvmame i escapades have caused h*m to I ■.<■•.. Ne-.er-thr•". b •er v de .are* his intention of rarrvlr.s oit ft: o:orr.. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORI INSTALLMENT SIXTY-FIVE ‘Continued “Jenkins.” said he. “my very good Jrnk!' "Yes. mTud!" said .Jenkins. “Is the person with the —ah — bristle-—still downstairs?” • He is. mTud.” said Jenkins, with another sigh. •Then tell him to possess his soul m pauence, Jenk—for I fear he will remain there a long long time.” ■ You don't mind if we—drive about a bit, do you, Beverley?” “Not in the least.” “j—pp—l generally go the longest way round when I have to call on—” “On flaunt?” “Yes.” Now as thev went, Barnabas noticed that a change had come over his companion, his voice had lost much of its joval ring, his eye its sparkle, while his ruddy cheeks were paler than their wont; moreover he was very silent, and sat with bent head and with his square shoulders slouched dejectedly. Therefore Barnabas must needs cast about for some means of rousing him from this depression. “You drive a very handsome turnout.” said he at last. “It is neat, isn't it?” nodded Slmgsby, his eye brightening. “Very!” said Barnabas, “and the horses —” “Horses!” cried the captain, almost himself again, “ha, b'gad there's action for you—and blood too! I was a year matching ’em. Cost me 800 guineas—and cheap at the money—but—” “Wrll?” “After all. Beverly, they—aren't mine, you see.” “Not yours?” “No. They're—his!” “You mean—Gaunt’s?” The Captain nodded gloomily. “Yes," said he, “my horses are his, mv curricles his, niv clothes are his everything's him. So am I. bead! Oh, you needn't look so infernal incredulous —fact, I assure you. And. when you come to think cf t t—it s all cursed humorous, isn't it?” and here the Captain contrived to laugh, though it rang very hollow, to be sure. “You owe—a great deal then?” said Barnabas. B B B “f\X E?” said the captain, turning to look at him. "I'm in up to my neck, and getting deeper. Owe! B gad, Beverley—l believe you!” But now, at sight of grave-faced Barnabas. he laughed again, and this time it sounded less ghoul-like. “Debt is a habit,” he continued sententiously, "that grows on one most damnably, and creditors are the mast annoying people in the world—so confoundedly unreasonable! Os course I pay 'em—now and then—deserving cases, y'know “Fellow called on me t'other day —seemed to know his face. 'Who are you?’ says I. 'l’m the man who makes your whips, sir,’ says he. ‘And devilish good wKps too!’ says I. ‘how much do I owe you?’ ’Fifteen pounds, sir,’ says he, ‘I w ouldn t

This Curious World Ferguson

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KRAKATOA a small volcanic island net ween Ja- a and Sumatra, bccan a scries of terrific eruptions on Aug. 26. 1883. during which about half of the island was tom away. Rock debris was hurled seventeen miles into the air. and 36 000 persons were drowned by tidal waves. • • • NEXT—What prehistoric bird had fingers on its wings?

bother you only —well, it seemed ms wife was sick —fellow actually blubbered' So of course I rang for my rascal Dar.bv. Danby s my valet, y’ know. Have you any money. Danby?' say* I ‘No sir, says he; queer thing, but Danby never has, ai’hough I pav him regularly—devilish improvident fellow, Danby! So I went out and unearthed Jerr.ingham—and paid the fellow on the spot—only right, y know.” “But why not pav your debts with your own money?” Barnabas inquired. “For the very good reason that it all went—age- ago!” * Why, then,” said Barnabas, “cam more.” “Eh?” said the captain, staring, ’earn it? My dear Beverley, I never earned anything in my life, except my beggarly pay, and that isn't enough even for mv cravats.” “Well, why not begin?” “Begin? To earn money? How?” “You might work," suggested Barnabas. “Work?” repeated the captain, starting, “eh, what? Oh, I see, you're joking, of course—deuced quaint, b'gad!” “No, I'm very serious,’’ said Barnabas thoughfully. “Are you though' But what the deuce kind of work d’ you suppose I'm fit for?” “All men can work!” said Barnabas. more thoughtfully than before. “Well—l can ride, and shoot, and drive a coach with any one.” “Anything more?” “No—not that I can think of.” “Have you ever tried to work, then —hard work, I mean?” “Oh, Lord, no! Besides, I've always been too busy, y’ know'. I've never had to work. Y’ see, as luck would have it, I was bom a gentleman, Beverley.” “Yes.” nodded Barnabas, more thoughtfully than ever, “but—what is a gentleman?” \ GENTLEMAN? Why—let me iV think!” said the captain, maneuvering his horses skillfully as they .swung into the Strand. And when he had thought as far as the Savoy he spoke: “A gentleman,”, said he, “is a fellow’ who goes to a university, but doesn't have to learn anything; who goes out into the world, but doesn’t have to —work at anything; and who has never been blackballed at any of the clubs. I’ve done a good many things in my time, but I've never had to work.” “That is a great pity!” sighed Barnabas. “Oh! is it, b’gad! And why?” “Because hard work ennobles a man.” said Barnabas. “Always heard it was a deuce of a bore!" murmured the captain. “Exertion,” Barnabas continued, growing a little didactic perhaps, “exertion is—life. By idleness come degeneration and death.” “Sounds cursed unpleasant, b’gad!” said the captain. “The work a man does lives on after him,” Barnabas continued, “it is his monument when he is no more, far better than your highsounding epitaphs and stately tombs, yes, even though it be only the furrow he has plowed, or the earth his spade has turned.” “But—my dear fellow, you surely wouldn't suggest that I should take up—digging?” “You might do worse,” said Barnbas. “but—” “Ha!” said the captain, “well now’, supposing I was a—deuced good digger—a regular rasper, b'gad! I don’t know what a digger earns, but let s be moderate and say five or six pounds a week. Well, what the deuce good d’ you suppose that would be to me? Why, I still owe Gaunt, as far as I can figure it up. about 80.000 pounds, which is a deuced lot more than it sounds. I should have been rotting in the fleet, or the Marshalsea. years ago if it han't been for my uncle's gout, b'gad!” (To Be Continued)

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Using the bandit in his grasp as a flail, Tarzan sought to mow down those standing between him and liberty. But presently the shiftas succeeded in dragging their comrade from the ape-mans clutch. Now it seemed the situation of the two white men w as hopeless.

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The shiftas were in a transport of rage. But Tarzan and his companion pressed so closely that the bandits’ muskets were useless against them for the moment. It was then that one fellow stepped aside where he could use his firearm without endangering his companions.

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Raising his musket to his shoulder he took careful aim at Tarzan. Before he fired, a scream of warning came from one of his comrades. It was almost drowned by the throaty roar of Numa, the lion, as the swift rush of his charge carried him into the camp.

—By Edgar Rice Burroughs

The man who would have killed Tarzan, warned by nis comrade's cry, saw the lion and in his excited terror threw away ihe musket and his scream mingled with Numa's roar. And in his anxiety to escape the fangs of the man-eater, he rushed straight into Tarzan s arms.

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