Indianapolis Times, Volume 46, Number 109, Indianapolis, Marion County, 15 September 1934 Edition 02 — Page 11

EEPT. 15, 193?

The Amateur Gentleman By Jeffrey ~ —~

lIM.IN HIM! llllHl B*ri?. in of John Bart?, f rrr.er Ergh champion pr;r*flght*r, to become a gcr.tlen.ah_ i|r rtciltWf an tnhritanr of TOO 000 p- .OO 000 Age nst 'ha *.*ne* t*4 Bait? 8... > firmer p .slut. h leave* far loncon. He change* r, * t itname *o B'.erieT. On ti.e *a* to London ha meet* Uof C.e ,n# Meredith artth whom b* fall* in Jn, e. and Snail? • .creed* tn a.nnir.a in r Her band fa toughs r f > . : ■ er. a rogue, and S r Mortimer Carnaby. Chteta**ter fc* a atrot g : K-raid Barr?f Lad? Cseon*. Barr main# Is be .r.ded b? Jater Oaunt. -;rt Horafto Be * t.nat Bar.-rmaira haa been ot ,/d bera .se of i.. misconduct a- ie drirt ng Reverie? nevertheiea* *e • * to pa? ria'int In an effort to aeej a prorr.i< to Lu-.v Cleone that he will leip her imsunaa. Oaunt refutea th* ii. er.'? fcuyi a home In l/wsdon tn which he 1 natal la John Betern?. a force a* a vale*. He invadeg ,nta among enham B- eerhorae froth Cap- • • j[(f fie-tws- ir.ea to en'er a fee; .e *e f~- tn h*.eh tha TISCOUnt, hr Mortimer and Cab .an Sungab? aiao are to take part. sow CO ON WITH THE STOBT INSTALLMENT ONE HUNDRED THREE Then all at once, above this sound, it single voice is heard, a mighty voice, a roaring bellow, such, surely, as onlv a manner could possess. "It’s Mr. Beverley, sir!" roars the voice. "Beverley! Beverley—hurrah!" mm* rITTLE by little the crowd takes - J up the cry until the air rings with It, for now the great, black horse gallops half a length ahead of the sobbing gray, and increases his lead with every stride, by Inches —by feet! On and on until his bridle ia caught and held, and he Is brought to a stand. Then, looking round. Barnabas .yes the marquis rein up beside him, breathless h* Is still, and splashed with mud end f< am, but smiling and debonair •s he reaches out his hand. "Congratulations, Beverley!” he pants. "Grand race!—l caught Carnaby- at the post. Now, if it hadn't been for —my cravat —” But here the numbness comes upon Barnabas again, and, as one in a dream, he is aware that his horse is being led through the crowd—that lie ig bowing to someone In the gaudy pavilion, a handsome, t il!, mid chubby gentlemen remarkable for waistcoat and whiskers. “Well ridden, sir!" saws the gentlonian. "Could n't have done It baiter mvself, no. by Gad I could n’t could I. Sherry?" "No, George, by George you Could n't!" answered a voice. "Must take a run down to Brighton, Mr.—Mr.—ah, yes— Bevrrlev. Show you some sport at Brighton, sir. A magnificent race—congratulate you, sir. Must see more of you!” Then, still as one in a dream, Barnabas bows again, sees Martin at The Terror’s bridle, and is led back, through a pushing, jostling throng all eager to behold the wintier. and thus, presently finds him?e!f once more in the quiet of the paddock behind the White Hart inn. gallantly Stiffly and painfully he descends from the saddle, hears a feeble voice call his name and turning, beholds a hurdle set in the shade of a tree, and upon the hurdle the long, limp form of Captain Slingsby, with three or four strangers kneeling beside him. "Ah. Beverley!" said he faintly “Glad you beat Carnaby, he—, crowded me a bit—at the wall, y know Poor old Rascal 's gone, b.ad—and I'm going, but prefer to go—out of doors —seems more room for it somehow—give me the iky to look at. Told you it would be a grand race, and—b'gad, so it was! Best I—ever rode—or ever shall.

This Curious World Ferguson

'\SHO3Ty a£L DOG. EACNS S 35 A OAV FOR HIS MASTER. A By Pla> ns /OX pacts in moving ymdK , PICTURES/ REAL TRAINED foxes EARN '■'^SLr CNLV A THIRD AS MUCH. o iMt nKt x*v>cinc e.* A/-*? BY Ji r* AC***. CAC TURTLES WILL LIVE LONGER. I OUT OF WATER, IF _ placed on the*, ! ' SACHS? *. \ —■-. 3*l OTHERWISE. THE -<■. . y WEIGHT OF THE SHELL ■ COMPRESSES THEIR V '> i ORGM4S^ YEARS AGO there were but x<o ~£y lof railroad in the entire ! UNITED STATES. _j SHORTY, the dog actor. Is the only known moving picture double earning more money than the actors he imitate*. During work on a picture, the dog wears a close-fitting fox skin, which covers all but his head and legs. • • • NEXT—Are tomatoes, potatoes and tobacco related?

Eh—what, Beverley? No, no—mustn’t take it—so hard, dear fellow. Bgad lb—might be worse, y’ know. I—might have lost, and—lived—been deeper in Gaunt’s clutches than ever—then. "As It is, I'm going beyond—beyond his reach—few good and all. Which is the purest—bit of luck I ever had. Lift me up a little—will you. Beverley? Deuced fine day, b'gad! And how green the grass Is —never saw it so green before—probably because—never troubled to look, though, was always so—deuced busy, bgad!—The poor old Rascal broke his back. Beverley—so did I. They—shot The Rascal, but—” Here the captain sighed, and closed his eyes wearily, but after a moment opened them again. "A fine race, gentlemen ” said he, addressing the silent group, a fine race well ridden—and won by—my friend, Beverley. 11l warrant him a—true-blue, gentlemen. Beverley, I —congratulate—” • Once more he closed his eyes, i ighed deeply and, with the sigh, Captain Slingsby of the guards had paid his debus—for good and all. m m m AND now, the “Galloping Countryman" found himself famous, and, being so, made the further, sudden discovery that all men were his "warmest friends,” nay, even among the gentler sex this obtained, for the most dragonlike dowagers, the haughtiest matrons, became infinitely gracious; noble fathers were familiarly jocose; the proudest beauties wore, for him. their most bewitching airs, since as well as being famous, he was known to be one of the wealthiest young men about town; moreover His Royal Highness had deigned to notice him, and Her Grace of Camberhurst was his professed friend. Hence, all this being taken into consideration, it is not surprising that invitations poured in upon him. and that the doors of the most exclusive clubs flew open at his step. Number Five St. James’s Square suddenly became a rendezvous of Sport and Fashion, before its portal were to be seen dashing turn-outs of all descriptions, from phaetons to roaches; liveried menials, bearing cards, embossed, gilt-edged, and otherwise, descended upon St. James’s Square in multi-colored slioals; in a word, the Polite World forthwith took Barnabas to its bosom, which, though perhaps a somewhat cold and flinty Ixxsom, made up for such minor deficiencies by the ardor of its embrace. By reason of these things, the legs of the Gentleman-in-Powder were exalted —that is to say, were in a perpetual quiver of superior gratification, and Barnabas himself enjoyed it all vastly—for a week. At the end of which period behold him as he sits over his breakfast • with the legs of the Gentleman-in-Powder planted, statuesque, behind his chair), frowning at a stupendous and tumbled pile of fashionable notepaper, and polite cards. m m m INSTALLMENT ONE HUNDRED FOUR “ \ RE these all?” he inquired. l\. waving his hand towards the letters. "Them, sir, is—hall!’’ answered the Gentleman-in-Powder. "Then ask Mr. Peterby to come to me.” said Barnabas, his frown growing blacker. (To Be Continued)

OUR BOARDING HOUSE

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FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS

fDO you ) no! BUT I GOT A gold V 0 _ smould 1 f VogE CPA2Y - ™' GOLp WAS ( 1 have A \ MIME, AW YOU KNOW U * H THERE TWENTY YEARS AGa ) W ARg GRUDGE j WMAR IT 15... AW DEAD TELL YOU THAT YbU S AK f |TS BeEN UNDER I- , \ AGAINST < MEN TELL NO TALES / REALLY HAVE NO J p|VER EVER / X MEAN F U 9 MR )ME AW THIS GUN ARE GOLD MINE...WHAT U SINCE... SO TH' GOLD J ONLY *l’ f Jl JUSJ L' RADOoww 1 GONNA KEEP / WOULD You SAY ? J IS THAR! TH' GOLD /NATURE, / SPEAK. BARROWS J A SECRET'/ / J IS THAR.' NOBODY 7 BARROWS- J 1 ? y' COULDA GOT TO Jl NATURE “5- 1 . //^V .. / it, I’’’ "y " " |

WASHINGTON TUBBS II

/ \ /TnND, AT f WELL, Y HELLO, DAN,V AHEM- WHO ARE THESB IT A LAST, THEYI IF'M IT AIN’T WHERE 1 DVA IuNCOLfTH RLIFPIANS? At least, Zome to a l dan’l boone/ leave ver /AWmand railroad v YOU mSt 111 EASY are bridge. —f ,

ALLEY OOP

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BOOTS AND HHR BUDDIES

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TARZAN AND THE CITY OF GOLD

Before Tarzan could follow the vanished Queen and the old hag. the door closed noiselessly behind them, and the ape-man found it securely bolted. An instant he hesitated; then he heard a door open and a step behind him. and turned to see the noble who had ushered him in.

AYRES 62nd ANNIVERSARY SALE Is the Sale of the Year-Because of the Store Behind the Sale

(THE INDIANAPOLIS TIMES

"You may return to the quarters of Gemnon,” announced the noble, politely. Tarzan shook himself as might a lion. He drew a palm across his eyes as one whose vision has been clouded by & mist; then he drew a deep sigh and moved toward the doorway.

—By Aliem

OUT OUfc t?AT

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The noble stepped aside to let him pass. As Tarzan left the Queen’s chamber, Belthar, her lion, sprang to the ends of his chains with a thunderous roar. The cool night air cleared Tarzan’s troubled brain as he found his way back to Gemnon’s house.

TWENTY AGO T AND WOW THAT SAME RUSMINQ J' YOU DELIBERATELY ( R'VER WAS LOOSENED TMS j WHOLE GOLD POCKET AND / B CARRIED IT AWAY. EVERY BIT OP GOLD-THAT IS KNOWN J /AS HYDRAULIC MINING, MR / BARROWS / YOU NAVE NO ) SECRET KEEP, j >-*

Wi3T F?TfLRE BTKcAT£"ii*^?^T^^V| 11

"I should not have been surprised had you never returned,” said Gemnon next morning to Tarzan. The ape-man told what had occurred, seeking to fathom the mystery of the old hag. "Ah!” exclaimed Gemnon. "So you saw M’duze! That Is most unlucky for you, my friend. - ’

—By Williams

—By Blosser

—By Hamlin

—By Martin

—By Bdgar Rice Burroughs

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—By Crane