Indianapolis Times, Volume 46, Number 96, Indianapolis, Marion County, 31 August 1934 — Page 33

AUG. 31, 1031

The Amateur Gentleman j e ff r ey Parnol^

BMiIV HI HF TODAT Brr. f i* Bartr. r t J '•* B*rty. (•Ctttir-a i tr pounds. lISOO As*.na? r ** *-* r * * •f ST and *.Vaw L&3£ - ■ *-''*.?,* • Cieoac M' • •• r 1 . he i/2 ; ■ •• h** •• -• / ,'X • la c®*r7. K£rm.u% "id ■ V ■ • * ' ** Bella*:’ toat Barrvnsww ' neVerthilea* f UdV C>on/im i *‘S .(toy t>uy home In UmAmm ir*r poi'her s’s •• *• H* Invtdea . Sir Sin.* ■ r' * 1 C;,’-.n SUBKiby •* are to •** prt. SOW GO OS WITH THE STORE INSTALLMENT NINETY-TWO < Continued Instantly Barnabas turned in pursuit. then shopped and stood utterly still, his head turned, his eyes wide, glaring back toward the gloom of the stables. For, in that moment, above the sudden har-h jangling of chains from within, above the pa.terlng foc.v.eps of the fugitives without, was an appalling soun “ rising high and ever higher—; ar;ll. unearthly and full of horror and torment unspeakable. And now, sudden as it had come, it was gone, but in its place was another sound —a sound dull and muffled, but continuous. and pierced, all at once, by the loud, hideous whinnying of a horse. Then Barnabas sprang back to the doors, beating upon them with his fi - s and calling wildly for someone to open. And. in a while, a key grated, a bolt shrieked; the doors swung back, revealing Martin, half-dressed and with a lantern in his hand, while three or four undergrooms hovered, pale-faced, in the shadows behind. “Mv horse!” said Barnabas, ar.d snatched the lantern. “•The Terror !” cried Milo, “this Way. sir!’* Coming to a certain shadowy corner. Barnabas unfastened and threw open the half-door; and there, ns.ng from the gloom of the stall, was a fiendish, black head with ears laid back, eyes rolling, and teeth laid teeth, whose gleaming white was hatefully splotched strong teeth, in whose vicious grip something vet dangled. • Why—what's he got there!” cried Martin suddenly, and then—“Oh, iny God, sir.- look yonder!" and covering Ills eves, ho pointed toward a corner of the stall where the light of the lantern fell. And—twisted and contorted. —something lay there, something hideously battered, and torn, and trampled; something that now lav so very quiet and still, but which had left dark splashes and stains on walls and flooring; something that yet clutched the knife which was to have hamstrung ended the career of Four-legs once and for all; something that had once been a man. INSTALLMENT NINETY-THREE am ty dear fallow,” said the vis* JYI count, stifling a yawn beneath the bedclothes, “you rise with the lark—or should it be the linnet? Anyhow, you do, you know. So deuced early!” “I am here early because I haven t been to bed. Dick. ••Ah. nicht mail? Dcv'lish uncomfortable! Didn t think you'd come back in such a deuce of a hurry, though!” “But you wanted to see me, Dick, what is it?” •Why—egad. Bov. I'm afraid it’s nothing much, after all. It's that fellow- Smivvle's fault, really.” “Smivvle?”

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• Fellow actually called here yesterday—twice, Bev, Dcv'lish importunate fellow y’ know. Wanted to see you—deuced insistent about it, too'” • Why?” “Well, from what I could make out. he seemed to think—sounds ridiculous so early in the morning—but he seemed to fancy you were in c ome kind of—danger, Bev.” “How, Dick?” “Well, when I told him I couldn’t see you because you had driven over to Hawkhurst, the fellow positively couldnt sit still— deuced nervous, v* know— though probably owing to drink 'Hawkhurst!’ say he. staring at me as if I were a ghost, my dear fellow, ‘yes,’ says I. 'and the door’s open, sir!’ 'I see it is.’ says he. sitting tight. 'But you must get him back!’ Can t be done!’ says I •Are you his friend?’ says he. ‘I hope so,’ says I. ‘Then,’ says he. before I could remind him of the door ..gain, ‘then you must get him back at once!’ I asked him why, but he only s’ared and shook his head, and o took himself off. I wouldn't have disturbed you for the world if it hadn't been for the horses.” “Ah, yes—the horses!” said Barnabas thoughtfully. “How is your arm now, Dick?” “A bit stiff, but otherwise right as a tnvpt, Bev. But now—about yourself, my dear fellow—what on earth possessed you to lay Carnaby such a bet? What a perfectly reckless fellow you are! Os course the money is as good as in Carnaby’s pocket already, not to mention Chichester's—damn him! As I told you in my letter, the affair has gone the round of the clubs—every one is laughing at the 'Galloping Countryman,’ as they call you.” “And why not, Dick? I am a countryman, indeed quite a yokel in many ways, and I shall certainly gallop—when it comes to it.” “Which brings us back to the horses, Bev. I’ve been thinking we ought to get 'em away—into the country—some quiet place like—say, the—the Spotted Cow, Bev.” “Yes, the Spotted Cow should do very well; especially as Clemency ” “Talking about the horses, Bev,” said the viscount, sitting up in bed and speaking rather hurriedly, “I protest, since the rascally attempt on Moonraker last night, I’ve been on pins and needles, positively—nerve quite gone, y’ know, Bev. If Moonraker didn't happen to be a horse, he’d be a mare—of course he would—but I mean a nightmare. I've thought of him all day and dreamed of him all night, oh. most cursed, y’ know! Just ring for my fellow, will you. Bev? I’ll get up. and we'll go round to the stables together.” “Quite unnecessary, Dick.” “Eh? Why?” “Because I have just left there.” “Are the horses all right, Bev?” “Yes, Dick.” . “Ah!” sighed the viscount, falling back among his pillows, “and everything is quite quiet, eh?” “Very quiet—now. Dick.” “Eh?” cried the viscount, coming erect again, “Bev, what d’ you mean?” • I mean that three men broke in again tonight ” “Oh, Lord!” exclaimed the viscount. beginning to scramble out of bed. “But we drove them off before they had done—what they came for.” “Did you, Bev—did you? ah—but didn't you catch any of 'em?” “No; but my horse did.” “Your horse? Oh, Beverley—d’ you mean he ” “Killed him, Dick!” (To Be Continued)

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TARZAN AND THE CITY OF GOLD

-The battle has only commenced.” said Erot, who had wagered a fortune on Phobeg. "But already it is as good as over.” taunted the Queen. And so it seemed. Like a lion with its prey, Tar7an again hurled his antagonist closer to the end of the arena.

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Now the fickle crowd / was screaming to Tarzan to kill Phobeg. Again the ape-man seized his antagonist and held him above his head. Phobeg struggled, but was quite helpless. The apeman walked to the side of the arena and hurled the great body up into the audience.

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“Take your strong man,” he said; ‘‘Tarzan does not want him.” Then he walked away and stood before the ramp, waiting as though he demanded his freedom. Amid shrieks and howls that reminded Tarzan of a hyena pack, the crowd hurled the unhappy Phobeg back.

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“Kill him! Kill him!” they screamed. NeolWt® leaned from her loge. “Kill him, Tarzan!” shg cried. Tarzan shrugeed with disgust and turned away. “I shall not kill him,” replied the apeman. Then Nemone rose in her loge. She was flushed and excited. “Tarzan!” she cried.

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—By Martin

—By Edgar Rice Burroughs

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