Indianapolis Times, Volume 46, Number 71, Indianapolis, Marion County, 2 August 1934 — Page 19

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The Amateur Gentleman ' I.l,lmmßy Jeffrey Farnol I*^""^^ 1 *^""^^

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I of snr.g, and so. eventually he found himself in a road where stood a weather-beaten finger-post, with its two arms wide-spread and pointing: TO LONDON TO HAWKHURST Here Barnabas paused a while, and bared his head as one who s’ands on hallowed ground. And looking upon the weather-worn “nger-pos*. h# smiled very tenderly, as one might who meets an old friend. Then he went on again until he rame to a pair of tall iron ga’es, hospitable gates that stood as though inviting him to enTherefore he went on, and thus presently espied a low, rambling ho'ise of many gables, about which were trim lawns and stately trees. Now as he stood looking at this house, he heard a voice near by, a rierp. rolling bass upraised in song. Following the direction of this voice, Barnabas came to a lawn screened from the house by hedges of clipped yew. At the further end of this lawn was a small building which had been made to look as much as possible like the after-cabin of a ship. * a a NOW, before this building, his blue coat laid by, his shirt sleeves roiled up, his glazed hat on the back of his head, was the bo’sun, polishing away at a small, brass cannon that was mounted on a platform, and singing lustily as he worked So loudly did he sing, and so engrossed was he. that he did not look up until he felt Barnabas touch him Then he started, nirnrd. stared, hesitated and, finally, broke into a smile. "Ah, it’s you, sir—the young gemman as bore away for Lon'on alongside Master Horatio, his lordship!” "Yes,” said Barnabas, extending his hand, ”how are you, bo’sun?” ’ Hearty, sir, hearty’, I thank ye!” Saying which he touched his forehead, rubbed his hand upon his trousers, looked at it. rubbed it again, and finally gave it to Barnabas, though with an air of apology. Been making things a bit shipshape, sir, ’count o’ this here day being a occasion—but I’m hearty, sir. hearty, I thank ye.” "And the captain.” said Barnabas with some hesitation. "How is the captain?” "The cap’n, sir.” answered the bosun, "the cap'n is likewise hearty.’* "And—Lady Cleone—is she well, is she happy?” "Why. sir. she's as 'appy as can be expe ct e d—under the circumstances.” • What circumstances?” "Love, sir.’’ “Love!” exclaimed Barnabas, • why. Bosun—what do you mean?” "I mean, sir, as she's fell in love at last—” "How do you know—who with—where is she—?” "Well, sir, I know’ on account o’ 'er lowness o' sperrits—noticed it for a week or more.” "But—in love—with whom? Can I see her? Where is she? Are you sure?” "Well, sir,—l are n't quite sure, seeing as there are so many on 'em in 'er w-ake, but I think—and I ’ope, as it’s ’is Lordship, Master Horatio.” "Ah!” said Barnabas, his frowning brow’ relaxing. "If it ain’t ’em.—why then it’s mutiny,—that’s what it is, sir!” INSTALLMENT SEVENTY - TWO -W/f IHTNY?” IVI -Ye see, sir.” the Bosun went on to explain, "orders is orders, snd if she don’t love Master Horatio—well, she ought to. "Why?” ‘ Because they was made for each other. Because they was promised to each other years ago. It were all arranged an’ settled ’tw’ixt Master Horatio’s father, the earl, and Lady Cleones guardian, the cap'n.” (To Be Continued)

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TARZAN AND THE CITY OF GOLD

Below, stretched a wide valley. ‘See—in the river bend at the forest edge.” said Valthour, “there's Cathne. THE CITY OF GOLD! It is a city of vast riches and its people are my peo- * pie's enemies.” Through the drizzling rain, Tarzan saw a walled town.

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Its buildings were white, with many domes of dull yellow, a bridge spanned a river; end it, too, gleamed yellow in the twilight of the late afternoon's storm. “Are those domes and the bridge covered with gold paint?” inquired the ape-man. “It's solid gold,” said Valthour.

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—By Edgar Rice Burroughs

“And Athne, the city of Ivory, of which I am a citizen, is but twenty-flve miles distant through the Pass of the Warriors,” Valthour explained. “Why not start for there now?” suggested the apeman. “It is impossible by daylight—we could not get through alive!”

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