Indianapolis Times, Volume 46, Number 101, Indianapolis, Marion County, 6 September 1934 — Page 23

STPT. 6, 1934

The Amateur Gentleman =By Jeffrey Farnoh " r "

ir.r.n hihr mn Rurnibn* Brtr. ion of John Birtj, former Kngi.in rhampion nn*rft*h*r. rtefermlnei so become a cecUeman after rereirtnf ir, tnheritanre of 700 000 p/n.-.'l*. *3 500,000 Against tho a of hi* father and Natty B*,L a'.io a former pugiiitt. he leave* for London. H* chances his i.mante to B'ver.ev. Ob th war to London he meets Lady C'.eone Meredith with whom he fella in U>*, and Anally succeeds In inning her promise to marry him. Her hand is south*, also by Chlrhester. a rogue, and Sir Mofirr.er Carr.abv Chichester has a strong influence oeer Rona.d Barrymaine half brother of Ladv Cleone, Barry* ame la hounded by Ja*per Gaunt, a rrnner lender Warned by a friend. Viscount Horatio Beiiaau. that Bar.-vmaine has been n*rieUed hecauae of hia misconduct hi! drinking. Beverley nevertheless *ee*t to dst Gaunt in an effort to keep a p-omlre • Lid* Clecne that he will he'p her kinsman. Gaunt refuses the offer. Beveriey buy* a home In London la which he Installs John PeterhT a former poacher, ss a tale* He Invade* the world of fh!on. and counts among his friends Vtaco nt Derenham Beverlev Y its a high spiri’ed horse from Captain Sliogshr and determines to en*er a steeplechase race In which the rlco',int. Sir Morlaser and Captain Blir.gsby also are to take part. NOW GO ON WITH THE BTORT INSTALLMENT NINETY-SIX “It Unt.” .said Barnabas. "—I" “Or a fine pair o’ dancing shoes? - ’ “No, thank you. I want to —■" • Or a smart pair o’ bang up riding- lacks— ?" "No," said Barnabas again, “I came here to see—” “You can't ’ave em 1 And because why?’’ demanded the little man. his fierce eyes growing fiercer as he stared at Barnabas from modish hat to flowered waistcoat, “because I don’t make for the quality. Quality bab! If I ad my wav. Id gillertine > m all—ah. that I would! Like the Frenchies did when they revolutioned. Id cut off their eads! B/ the dozen! With j’y!” INSTALLMENT NINETY-SEVEN "ifOU ate Nick, the cobbler, I X think?" “And what if I am? Id chop off their eads. I tell ye—with jy and gusto! ‘ And pray where is Clemency?" “Eh?" exclaimed the little cobbler, pushing up his horn spectacles, “ oo did ye say?” “Where is the ladv who came in here a moment ago?" “Lady?” said the cobbler, shaking his round, bald head, “Lord. sir. your heyes 'as been a-deceivmg of you!" “I am—her friend!" “Friend''' exclaimed the cobbler, “to which I says—Hookey Walker, sir! Anrisome gells don’t want o' your kind. Besides, she ain't here—you can see that for yourself. Your heyes ’as been a-deceivmg of you—try' next door. “But I must see her.” said Barnabas. “I wish to help her—l have good news for her—’’ “Noos?” said the cobb!er v “Oh? Ah! Well go and tell your noos to someone rise as ain't so andsome— Mrs. Snummitt, say, as lives next door—a winder—respectable, but with only one heye—try Mrs. Snummitt.” “Ah—perhaps she's in the room yonder,” said Barnabas, “anyhow, 1 mean to see—” “No ye don't!" cried the little cobbler, seizing a crutch that leant near him, and springing up with j astonishing agility, “no ye don't, my fine gentleman—she ain't tor j you—not while I'm ere to protect her!'' and snatching up a long awl, he flourished it above his head. "I'm a cobbler, oh yes—but then I’m a valiant cobbler, as valiant as Sir Bedevere, or Sir Ijmcelot, or any of 'em—every bit—come and try me!” and he made a pass in the air with the awl as though it had been a two-edged sword. But. at thus moment, the door of the inner room was pushed open and Clemency appeared. "You good, brave Nick!" said she, laying her hand upon the lit-

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i tie cripple's bent shoulder, “but we can trust this gentleman, I know.’ “Trust him!” repeated the cobbler, peering at Barnabas, more particularly at his feet, “why, your boots is trustworthy—now I come to look at 'em sir.” "Boots?” said Bar.iTbas. “Ah.” nodded tht cobbler, “a ; man wears his character into 'is boots a sight quicker than e does into 'is face—and I can read boots and shoes easier than I can print —and that's saving summat, for I'm a great reader. I am. * * * AND now Barnabas saw that, with her apron and mobcap, the country serving-maid had vanished quite. In her stead was a noble woman, proud and stately, whose clear, sad eyes returned his gaze with a gentle dignity; Clemency indeed was gone, but Beatrix i had come to life. Yet, when he spoke. Barnabas used the name he had known her by first. “Clemency,” said he, “your father is seeking for you.” “My—father!” she exclaimed, speaking in a whisper. “You have seen—my father? You know him?" “Yes. I met him—not long ago His name is Ralph Darville, he told me. and he goes up and down the countryside searching for you—has done so, ever since he lost you. and he preaches always forgiveness and forgetfulness of self!” • My father ” she whispered again with quivering lips. “Preaching?” “He tramps the roads hoping to find you, Clemency, and he preaches at country wakes and fairs because, he told me. he was once a very selfish man. and unforgiving.” “And—oh, you have seen him you say—lately?” she cried. “Yes. And I sent him to Frittenden—to the Spotted Cow. But Clemency, he was just a day too late.” Now when Barnabas said this, Clemency uttered a broken cry, and covered her face. “Oh. father!” she whispered, “if f had only known—if I could but have guessed! Oh. father! father!” “Clemency, why did you run away?” “Because I—l was afraid!” “Os Chichester?” No!” she cried in sudden scorn, “him I only—hale!” “Then—whom did you fear?” Clemency was silent, but. all at once, Barnabas saw a burning flush that crept up. over rounded throat and drooping face, until it was lost in the dark shadow of her hair. “Was it—the viscount?” Barnaoas demanded suddenly. “No—no. I think it w'as —mvself. Oh. I—l am very wretched and — lonely!” she sobbed, “I want —my lather!” “And he shall be found,” said Barnabas. “I promise you! But, until then, will you trust me. Clemency. as—as a sister might trust her brother? Will you let me take you from this dreary place—will you. Clemency? I—l 11 buy you a house —I mean—a cottage—in the country—or anywhere you wish.” a a a ••y r 'vH, Mr. Beverley!” she sighed, looking up at him with teard mimed eyes, but with the ghost of a smile hovering round her scarlet lips. “I thank you—indeed, indeed I do. but how can I? How may I?” “Quite easily.” said Barnabas stoutly, “oh quite—until I bring your father to you.” “Dear, dear father!” she sighed. “Is he much changed. I wonder? Is he well —quite well?” "Yes. he is very well.” answered Barnabas, "but you—indeed you can not stay here —’’ (To Be Continued)

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Then the young nobleman donned an elaborate habergeon, helmet, and equipment and conducted Tarzan to the apartments of the Queen. "Do not forget to kneel when we enter the presence of Nemone.’' cautioned Gemnon, "and do not speak until she addresses you."

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—By Edgar Rice Burroughs

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