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

SEPT. 15, 193?.

The Amateur Gentleman “By Jeffrey Farnol~~ '' r

Bl (.IN first TOD%I Rrn*b*a HtTti. ton ®f John Barty. formrr f'.i'ti champion pr.n<bnr, to Meant* g*nL*manfi*r tK*i> si an tnßerttanra of .0® 000 c .-<t* fl wj OOfi As* r-at tn# of isia’fa - hr an® Satty BeU* aiao a Tortr.cr p s *t. b i*tv*i for London. H* r.large* hta r.rnama to Btrer>r. On U. aas to London ho m**ti Lady Clans* Meredith with attorn ha falls in reee*a In *.nolr.g her premia* to marry him. Her nans la ac ight o by Chichester, a rogue, and Sir Mortimer Carnaby. Chtehaater * t * - g . rt .e- e oytr Bnnaltl Barry* • .e*if bother of Lady Cteone. Barry ms tna ta h-. .r.tf*® by Jasper Gaunt, a money tender IVar- ed by a r-'end. Vireottnt Horatio B*.ia*ts. that Barrtmair.e haa been oatracued because of hia nt: scon duct . ahile drtr.cr.g Be*r!ey pevertheiesa see <a to pay flaort in an effort to seep a proorsl-o to Lady C.eone that he *LI he p her Sinsman. Gaunt refuses the offer. B*yri*y buys a boma In London in yrh.rh he tr.ataiSa John Peterny. a former poacher, as a yalet. He Ipyadea the aorld of fashion, and eounU among Deyen! m Beyer* • t but* a high spirited horse from Cap- . F tr.g-'.y and rte'rrr. r.* t* enter a . rar* in rr; *fe vi*count. S.r Mortimer and Captai* Siingsby a*ao % are to tag* part. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORT INSTALLMENT ONE HUNDRED THREE (Continued! Then all at once, above this sound, a single voice is heard, a mighty voice, a roaring bellow, such, surely. | as onlv a mariner could possess. | "It's Mr. Beverley, sir!” roars the i voice. “Beverley! Beverley—hurrah r a a a lITTLE 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 sees the marquis rein up beside him, breathless he is still, and splashed with mud end foam, but smiling and debonair as he reaches out his hand. “Congratulations. Beverley!” he pants. -Grand race!—l caught Carnaby—at the post. Now, if it hadn't been lor —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 threugh the crowd—that he is bowing to someone in the gaudy pavilion, a handsome, fall, and chubby gentlemen remarkable for waistcoat and whiskers. • Well ridden, sir!” says the gentleman. “Could n't have done It better myself, 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—Beverley. 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 bark, through a pushing, jostling k throng all eager to behold the winner. and thus, presently finds himself once more in the quiet of the paddock behind the White Hart inn. gallantly Stitlly 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 gad—and I'm going, but prefer to go—out of doors—seems more room tor it somehow—give me the sky to look at. Told you It would be a grand race, and—b'gad, so it was! Best I—ever rode—or ever shall.

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This Curious World Ferguson

"'SHORT'/ 'a EARNS 535 A DAY FOR HIS MASTER. JR T*' 'N BY PtA> iNS /OX PARTS N MOVING /*W / PICTURES./ REAL TRAINED FOXES EARN '*^9* ONIV A THiRD AS MUCH.' o iiNrtu sc*v>cc. ne. TURTLES e^&pS£? !A ' WILL LIVE LONGER. #> - ~ s '- | our OF WATER, IF PLACED ON THEIR. SACAfS/ *. ~. ' •-. ’ ' OTHERWISE. THE > -'V. WEIGHT OF THE SHELL ! ORGANS^ *ONE HUNDRED YEARS AGO L there were But /*#o gz*l OF RAILROAD IN THE ENTIRE ? f UNITED STATES. SHORTY, the do* actor. Is th® only known moving picture double earning more money than the actors he imitates. During work on a picture, the dog wears a close-fitting fox skin, which covers all but his ) head and legs. • • • NEXT—Art tomatoes, potatoes and tobacco related?

Eh—what, Beverley? No, no—mustn't take it—so hard, dear fellow. B gad It—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—for 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, b'gad!—The poor old Rascal broke his back, Beverley—so did X. 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. I’ll warrant him a—true-blue, gentlemen. Beverley, I—congratulate—” Once more he closed his eyes, sighed deeply and, with the sigh, Captain Slingsby of the guards had paid his debts—for good and all. a a a AND now, tfie “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 mast exclusive cluj>s 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 coaches; liveried menials, bearing cards, embossed, gilt-edged, and otherwise, descended upon St. James's Square in multi-colored shoals; in a word, the Polite World forthwith took Barnabas to its bosom, which, though perhaps a somewhat cold and flinty basom, made up for such minor deficiencies by the ardor of its embrace. By reason of these things, the legs of the Gcntleman-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. a a a INSTALLMENT ONE HUNDRED FOUR “ \ RE these all?” he inquired. iV 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 frow r n growing blacker. (To Be Continued)

iOITR BOARDING HOUSE

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FRECKLES AND 11IS FRIENDS

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WASHINGTON TUBBS II

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ALLEY OOP

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HOOTS ANI) HiOR HUDDIKS

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TARZAX 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 a mist; then he drew a deep sigh and moved toward the doorway.

—By Ahem

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OUT OUR WAY

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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.

r "TWENTY AGO Tl AND NOW, THAT SAME RUSWIN6 J' YOU DELIBERATELY ( R |V E R MAS LOOSENED THE \ DIRECTED THE COURSeJ-L} WHOLE GOLD / OF THE RIVER TO CARRIED IT AWAY... EVERY PLAN.' / \ B'T OF GOLD..THAT ,5 KNOWM J IQM'T tuat A BUT— )AS HYDRAULIC MINING, MR / niruT -0 'Hr l secret to gee p,

"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

—Hy Crane

—By Hamlin

—By Martin

—By Edgar Rice Burroughs

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