Indianapolis Times, Volume 46, Number 91, Indianapolis, Marion County, 25 August 1934 — Page 11

AUG. 26, 1934

The Amateur Gentleman —By Jeffrey Farnol TT

km.i> hi nr today rv , #rir:r.o to * £r.'.ni*n Rarntbat B*rt. tflir NCttTlßl an !n----hratiam or kindred Uw-.aand rounds wU out lor Loudon H * ti'hr John B tr. fnraor Bn* th thatao.onh.!> rn Sthtar. nenes** th* atm. who. tr*snwj nr oarant and ffattv Bell, also a former c ..a.xs.un testa tua father to a fish*. Jourr.f re to HatseSon. o*;ra Bar* ehanaa* h;a nnteae to Btm.it H ir>*t th* eintair the Be*,n. toure Vtito unt Hfat:o B* ‘t*. S.r Mortimer Carnabr and Lad? f'leor.e Merd:th. H- fails m .me w.th Lad? c.eons and he* f s S.r Mort.aitr :n a fl-'t du*i as a S*i*ure of oretertion to the a.rl Be *re. err.r o’* Peterbv a former Poacher as a valet, and Outs a home la t/indon • He eneoun'era Chichester, a rorJ. who ha* ls.f .enee o?r Rona’d Barrvrnalr.e brother of Lad? Cleone who ta , In the r .-che* ol Jasoer Gaunt a mone? lend'r Beverl? oromises Lad? Cteona ha *lll •id her brother. • The ?*,iro jr.t, ;v> !B lo?e w.th Lad? Cierne orote**s noir.tir.s out that Bairr* mainei escapades hate cauted him to t 3 bt Ustfot! NCtttf Never- • the>s fit forces a confer er.ee wtth Os .r.t wro refuses his offer to osv Bvrnrmstr.e t debt. . MOW GO ON WITH THE STORE INSTALLMENT EIGHTY-EIGHT • < Continued) “Clo, dear.’’ said the duchess. „ "they re come to talk horses and raring, and bets and things—l know they are—vour arm. my love. Nov • -—lead on. gentlemen. And now. my dear." she continued, speaking in • Cieone's ear as Barnabas and the captain moved on, "he simply—- • adores you!” “Really, god-mother—how clever , of you!” said Cleone. her eyes brim lull of merriment, “how wonderful „ you are!” • “Yes. mv ladv Pert—he worships , you and, consequently, us deceiving you with every- breath he draws!" “Deceiving me —!” “With every moment he lives!” “But—oh. cod-mother —!” “Cleone—he is not what he ffems!’’ “Deceiving me?” “Hr; very name is false!” “What do you mean? Ah no. no —l'm sure he would not, and yet—oh. god-mother—why?” “Because—hush. Cleone—he's immensely rich, one of the wealthiest young men in London, and—hush! He would be loved for himself alone. So. Cleone —listen—he may perhaps come to you with some wonderful story of poverty and humble birth. He may tell you his father was only a —a farmer, or a tinkpr. or a—an inn-keeper. Oh dear me. —so delightfully romantic! Therefore, loving him as you do—” "I don't!” “With every one of your yellow hairs—” “Ido —not!” “From the sole of your foot—” “God-mother!” “To the crown of your wilful brad—oh. Youth. Youth!—you may Jet vour heart answer as it would. Oh Fire! Passion! Romance! tyes. yes. Jack—were coming!* Your heart. I sav. Cleone. may have its wav, because with all his wealth he has a father who—hush! —at one time was the greatest man in all England—a powerful man, Clo—a famous man. indeed a man of the most —striking capabilities. So. when your heart —tdear me. how impatient Jack Is!) Oh. supper? Excellent, for. child, now I come to think of it. I'm positively swooning with hunger!” a a a INSTALLMENT EIGHTY-NINE rpo THOSE who. standing apart JL from the rush and flurry of life, look upon the world with a seeing eve. it is. surely, interesting to observe on what small and apparently insignificant things great matters depend. But how should Barnabas, being neither a student nor a philosopher, know, or even guess, that all his fine ideas and intentions were to be frustrated, and bus whole future entirely changed by nothing more nor loss than—a pebble, an ordinary, smooth, round pebble, as innocentseeming as any of its kind, yet. like young Davids, sincled out by destiny to be one of these “smaller things?

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They were sitting on the terrace, the duchess, Cleone. Barnabas, and the captain, and they were very silent—the duchess, perhaps, because she had supped adequately, the captain because of his long clay pipe. Cleone because she happened to be lost in contemplation of the moon and Barnabas because he was utterly absorbed in contemplation of Cleone. ‘How cool the brook sounds!” sighed the duchess at last, “and the perfume of the roses—oh. dear me, how delicious! Indeed. I think the scent of roses always seems more intoxicating after one has supped w’ell. for. after all. one must be well fed to b really romantic—eh. Jack?” •Romantic, mam!” snorted the captain “Romantic—l say bosh, mam! I say ” “And then—the moon. Jack!” “Moon? And what of it, mam— I say ” “Rose*: always smell sweeter by moonlight. Jack, and are far more inclined to—go to the head—” •Roses!’ snorted the captain, louder than before, “you must be thmkiog of rum. mam, rum—” “Then. Jack, to the perfume of Ic MB add the trill of a nightingale—” "And of all rums, mam, give me real old Jamaica— ’’ "And to trill of the nightingale. add again the murmur of an unseen brook. Jack—” “Eh. mam. eh? Nightingaies. brooks? I say—oh. Gad, mam!” and the captain relapsed into to-bacco-puffing indignation. “Wnat more could youth and beauty ask? Ah, Jack, Jack!” sighed the duchess, "had you paid more attention to brooks and nightingales, and stared at the moon in your youth, you might have been a green young grandfather tonight, instead of a hoary old bachelor in a shabby coat—sucking consolation from a clay pipe!” “Consolation, mam! For what—l sav. I demand to know for what?" | “Loneliness, Jack!” “Eh. duchess what, mam? j Haven't I got my dear Clo. and the bosun, eh. mam—eh?” “The Bosun, yes—he smokes a pipe, but Cleone ran t, so she looks j at the moon instead — don't you j dear?” “The moon, godmother?” exclaimed Cleone, bringing her gaze earthwards on the instant. “Why j I—l —the moon, indeed!” “And she listens to the brook. Jack —don't you, mv dove?” “Why godmother. I—the brook? Os course not!" said Cleone. “And consequently. Jack, you • musn't expect to keep her much ! longer—” “Eh!” cried the bewildered raptain. “what's all this, duchess—l, say, what'd ye mean, mam?” a a a “COME women,” sighed the duchess, “some women never know they're in love until they’ve married the wrong man, and then j it's too late, poor things. But our sweet Clo. on the contrary—” “Love!” snorted the captain louder than ever, “now sink me. mam—l say. sink and scuttle me; but what's love got to do with Clo. eh. mam?” “More than you think, Jack —ask her!” But lo! my lady had risen, and was already descending the terrace steps, a little hurriedly perhaps, yet in most stately fashion. Whereupon Barnabas, feeling her Grace’s impelling hand upon his arm. obeyed the imperious command and rising.: also descended the steps—though ini fashion not at all stately— and strode after my lady. But. after they had gone thus; some distance, venturing to glance at her averted face. Barnabas ; espied the dimple beside her mouth. • Cleone.” said he suddenly, “what has love to do with you?” (To Be Continued)

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TARZAN and the city of cold

Following the exit of the lion-drawn chariots, Slaves cleaned up the arena. The vast audience stood and stretched itself or was busy settling up past wagers and making new ones. The sounds of many voices enveloped the stadium in a mighty discord. The period was one of intermission between events.

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Tarzan was annoyed; crowds irritated his nerves. The sound of human voices was obnoxious to him. Through narrowed lids he surveyed the scene. If ever a wrild beast looked upon its enemies it was then. Phobeg was still boasting loudly, his words clearly audible to that portion of the audience near the ape-man.

—By Ahern

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Phobeg’s attitude was anything but soothing to the lord of the jungles; but he gave no sign that he even heard the boasting temple guard. Already the betting was running high on this last event of the day. though the majority of the audience had not yet had a fair view of the contestants.

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Now a trumpet sounded; and the warriors guarding Tarzan and Phobeg ordered them down into the arena and paraded them once around it that all the people might compare the gladiators and choose a favorite. The ape-man s anger was growing to white-hot rage, but as yet he gave no outward sign.

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