Indianapolis Times, Volume 46, Number 145, Indianapolis, Marion County, 27 October 1934 — Page 11

OCT. 27, 1931

The Amateur Gentleman

By Jeffrey Farnol

UiUlll BLKfc IUIMt Brnab* B*rty ton ot John t*rt* former Eng h champion pr **r.gr.tr d*t*rir.tr.M lo btecmt a ant,.mar. af'er receiving ar Inharttanca of 106 000 pound*. IS SOO,OOO Asaimt tn* withe* • f hit father and Nattt B#lL also former pig.lint. he leave* for hor.don He change* hi* r.ittni to Br*rie|. On the *v to London he meet* La<! Clenne M*roUh with whom he fail* W lore, and fin all* rtcceed* in winning her prom!*# to marrt h:m. Her hand 1* *o ght a.so B* Chlches’er a rogue, and Bir Mor’lnaer Carnahv. Chirhestei h* a atrr: g Influence over Ronald Barrvmain*, half Brother of Ladv Cieone. t* hounded be J*per Oaunt a mort lender Beverley tee** to pat Gaunt in an effort to Keep a premise to Lad? Cieone that he will help her kinsman Gaunt refuse* the offer. Bererie, ouya a nome in tondoo in which he Ir.s’a.la John Peterht a former poacher aa a valet. Beverley, reaortlrg o force to prevent bein* shot ht Barrvmalne l* enterrupted ht Lady Cieone. 81.* declares her .ove la dead John Rartv appears at a banquet leaving Be’er'.ev The guests leave on learning of Bevertev s loaiy origin. Barrymair* Slav* Gaunt. son go on nuts iiie stout INSTALLMENT ONE HUNDRED THIRTY-TWO. THE sunlight was flooding in at the open lattice and. as if borne upon this shaft of glory, came the mingled fragrance of herb and flower and ripening fruit with the hluhe carolling of birds—it was all there, blent into one harmonious chorus of joy, a song that spoke of hope and a fair future to such as were blessed with ears to hear. And by this, our Barnabas, opening drowsy eyes and hearkening with drowsy ears, judged it was yet early morning. He lay very still and full of a great content because of the glory of the sun and the merry piping of the birds. But, little by little, as he hearkened, he herame conscious of another sound, a very gentle sound, yet insistent because of its regularity, a soft click! click! click! that he could in no wise account for. He became aware that he lay In a bed. undressed, and that his arm and shoulder were bandaged. His brow grew troubled, and with great caution he lifted his free hand to his neck and began to feel for a ribbon that should be there. And presently, having found the ribbon, his questing fingrrs followed it down into his bosom until they touched a little, clumsily-wrought linen hag. that he had fashioned, once upon a time, with infinite trouble and pains, and in which he had been won’t to carry the dried-up wisp of what had once been a fragrant, scarlet, mse. And now, having found this little bag, he lay with brow 1 still troubled as one in some deep perplexity, the while his fingers felt and fumbled with it clumsily. This was the little bag indeed; he knew it by reason of its great, uneven stitches and Its many knots and ends of cotton; yes. this was it beyond all doubt., and yet! Truly it was the same, but with a difference. Barnabas presently turned his head and saw a face bent over him. a facp with checks suspiciously pink, framed in curls suspiciously dark and glossy, but with eyes wonderfully young and bright and handsome; in one small, white hand was a needle and silk, and in the other, a very diminutive piece of embroidery. •'Why, Barnabas!" said the duchess, very gently, "dear boy-—what is it? Ah you've found it then, already—your sachet? Though indeed it looks more like a pudding bag—a very small one, of course, h, dear me! but you're not a very good needlewoman, are you. Barnabas? Neither am I—l always prick my fingers dreadfully. There—let me open it for you—so! Now, while I hold it, see what is inside.” a a a THEN, wondering. Barnabas slipped a clumsy thumb and finger Into the little bag and behold the faded wisp had become transfigured and bloomed again in all its virgin freshness. For in his hand there lay a great, scarlet rose, as

qjIWS

This Curious World Ferguson ■

} . \ \ government f ABTt*AN the Aleutian islanos, 1 EXTENDING OCT PROM THE ALASKAN COAST. REACH PARTHER. WEST OP SEATTLE THAN EAST PORT, MAINE, NEW I IS EAST OF SEATTLE. ZEALAND '■ ,- J l NATIVE. *W ; V mammals ■’ EVCEP" Jr ■*- ,. . -tA T i2*2

ATTU, the westernmost island of the Aleutian chain, is the farheest west of ail Uncle Sam's possessions. Technically, it is in the eastern hemisphere, but international law bent the international date line to tha west of the island, so that It would have the same time schedule as the rest of the chain. • • • NEXT—Do tree* trow up?

sweet and and fragrant as though—for all the world as though it had been plucked that very morning. ‘ Ah. no. no. no." cned the duchess, reading his look, "it was no hand of mine worked the transformation. dear Barnabas." "But," murmurpd drowsy Barnabas. speaking with an effort — "it—was—dead—long ago—?” Yet behold it is alive again!” said the duchess. "And oh, Barnabas dear, if a wnthered. faded wisp may bloom again—so may a worn- j an's faith and love. There, there. ! dear boy! Close your eyes and go to sleep again.” So. being very weary, Barnabas closed his eyes and. with the touch of her small, cool fingers in his hair, fell fast asleep. Now as Barnabas lay thus, lost in slumber, he dreamed a dream. He had known full many sleeping visions and fancies of late, but, of them all, surely none had there been quite like this. For it seemed to him that he was 1 lying out amid the green, dewy I freshness of Annersley wood. And j as he lay there, grievously hurt, lo! j there came one hasting, light-footed to him through the green like some j young nymph of arcariy of goddess I of the wood, one for whom hp j seemed to have been waiting long and patiently, one as sweet and fresh and fair as the golden morning and tender as the spirit of womanhod. And, for that he might not speak or move because of his hurt, she leaned above him and her hands touched him. hands very soft, and cool, and gentle, upon his brow, upon his check; and every touch was a caress. Slowly, slowly her arms came about him in a warm, clinging embrace, arms strong and protecting that drew his weary head to the swell of a bosom and pillowed it sweetly there. So. because of this dream. Barnabas lav in a deep and utter content, for it seemed that happiness had come to him after all. and of its own acrord. But, in a while, he stirred and sighed, and presently opened dreamy eyes, and thus it chanced that he beheld the door of his chamber, and the door was quivering as though it had but just closed. Then, as he lay watching | it, slcppv-pyed. it opened again, slowly and noiselessly, and John Pptprby entered softly, took a step toward the bpd, but, speing Barnabas was awake, stopped, and so stood there very still. n n n SUDDENLY Barnabas smiled, and held out a hand to him. "Why, John.” said he, "my faithful John—is it you?” "Sir,” murmured Peterby, and coming forward, took that extended hand, looking down at Barnaba.s joyfuleyen, and would have spqken, yet. uttered no other word. "John,” said Barnabas, glancing round the faded splendors of the bed-chamber, "where am I, pray?” “At Ashleydown, sir.” “Ashleydown?” repeated Barna- j bas. wrinkling his brow. "Sir, you have bepn—very ill.” "Ah. yes. I was shot I remember —last night, I think?” “Sir, it happened more than three weeks ago.” "Three weeks!” repeated Barnabas, sitting up with an effort, “three weeks, John?—Oh, impossible!” "You have been very near death, sir. Indeed I think you would have died but for the tender nursing and unceasing care of—” "Ah, God bless her! Where is she, John —where is the Duchess?” “Her Grace went out driving this morning, sir.” (To be continued).

OUR BOARDING HOUSE

WOWS COME / THANK'S, KPAUSt -• \ f WELL, MALSOR, # V "DIDN'T TA.K& A | \ YES, AN' 1 WOULD )) IT NOTU\N ELSE, /] SWIG AT "POLITICS ly WAVE GWEN A \{ /yc? GUV'NOR THIS EALL,MAsSCR? TH' GANG IN TH CLUB) ) CONSIDERATION/ USED TO WERE TALLIN SOME \ YOU KNOW, 1 WAS k A " L TIME AGO OE LI6MTIN J ONCE A 3USTICE OE / * -p>UDG HAT / J I TH' TORCH EOR YOU- / THE PEACE.-'-BUT i p-J AS ASSEMBLYMAN/ / THAT WAS A CASE \ BUT, I HELD OUT’ J OE A SMALL CHA\R j JfP®* WOULD PHOTOGRAPH WELL u s dt mt on _ Q 193* BV NEA SERVICE. INC tO •

FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS

FRECKLES YOU’VE / IT'S A MOTE FROM &L " 1 REGRET L OSINS HIM TO THE TEAM. GOT TO TAKE THIS SCHOOL PRINCIPAL... I'LL V BUT HAVE ALWAYS CONSIDERED ACADEMIC SISS ON THE CHIN... IT'LL ] WHAT'S E READ IT TO You! "THIS IS P ACCOMPLISHMENT MORE IMPORTANT THAN “C=l BE TOUGH BUT / up \ ADV!SE THAT L" RoOTBALL BRILLIANCY"... THERE You HAVE fT. j yo.v E sox TO A coAc, ) ‘ , do rr ! tion, and is therefore '’V —v - —' v -—w TWEf?e ill . . . WB '" lo ' BUe 00 COOT " 1, """

\vashin(;ton tubes ii

UHOME AGAIN. WELLiwELLf ANV Y StV6I?AL IMPORTANT MAIL, JENKINS? A SIR. AND HERE’S A NEVER GOT A 1 SAP, SEE WHO • u \ CABLEGRAM FOR MR. CABLEGRAM K IT'S FROM. I ' ,!ja9 ; J '

ALLEY OOP

■uce X ( UH-HUM, IT’S OUEEC/-BUT IT'S TOO >NE OP SAD PEC YOU/CAUSE YA KNOW YA JP A CAN'T MACCY MY LiL > s / ALLV - WOOTI6 TILL YA &IT / YEAM. \ 2E JJ YERSELP A SPOTTEDJ ! KNOW IT- \ ; |§ CAT HIDE T'WEAR. / SAY- DID YOU

BOOTS AM) HER BUDDIES

&EE - 1 HAVE TcsET OEE E>Y ' s. /" KV&tVY ~ NT*\NiW. '.V. EvJERYTWNG HEPIE f \ \<o eo e\u.y \sNt ym> ov-o ( , ATAU_ I CAN'T -,YMS>O TC V X ) AuOTrtEtt M\NuTE * I VOANNA J \. V j

TARZAN AN D THE CITY OF GOLD

[ F'B*’•*•** •? rie!a eMi ir. Drvr;Md V* i §

Four slaves bore a stretcher into the room and laid it at the foot of the throne. "Is this the fellow who attempted your life?’’ demanded Nemone of Tarzan. "It is.’’ he replied. She turned suddenly upon Erot. 'Did you ever see this man before?" she demanded. Erot arose. He was white and trembled a little.

Shop in the "Buy-Way "—Downstairs at Ayres—Where You SAVE on Everything for Home and Family!. REOIsi£HCD

THE INDIANAPOLIS TIMES '

"He is only a common soldier, your majesty,” Erot replied. "I MAY have seen him, yet forgotten him.” "And you?” the Queen adcL r essed a young noble standing near, "have YOU ever seen that man before?” "Often,” replied the noble, "he was a member of the palace guard and in my company."

—By Ahern

V . • H i THESE VDU ABE.* > / VEH, BUT TH 1 >. v;.i • lie i.n THEY RE BOTH OOiN / ONE WHO LOOKS \ A~- . , T * . 1 J J TH’ SAME THING — ! LIKE HE'S CHEATIN 1 \ o : I ——- 6 L 4 LIKE i. WW-LTp si J \ TH' COMPANY, AN' \ WORKiN' I / ::r :^Tr 0 ° # * j* J J \ th* other looks "r? r c jL*>i b k ? \ UKB HE'S HELPIN' / N o ; B u J \ tm' company. / V. o I 9 ‘ THE BIG LOAPER " ©1934 BTW*H>SEBVICC.IWC l me. UINJ l-We-tt- . TMtDUSPttOtr. 10-21

CX. •~ ? * J>l illcY mp~EgA) S p*t ors. J

' *,*

OUT OUR WAY

/7 it's from) /JADA? vou mean the\ C 7 kAMDELABRA. an' My gosh! \ w TgooßiE?/ p-. 93ABV NEA SERVICE INC T M PEG U S P*T OCT [^^^l

jgW \ BY NE T M BES P>T Wf

"Do you know anything about his prior service?” she questioned. "He was attached to the retinue of a certain noble, your majesty,” the young officer answered, hesitantly. “What noble?” demanded Nemone. "Erot,” replied the witness in a low voice. The Queen looked long and seaA'chingly at Erot.

WE WANT FRECKLES'WE f 1 GUESS 1 WOKi,T BE WANT FRECKLES '/ / NEEOing ths akt/ longer! NOW t WOsIOW HOW A T —" general peels, WHEN / VV /* N WE SURRENDERS J - TT) ( wonder ; ms sword *f Li 1 WHERE / |

"You have a short memory,” sh3 said presently, an undisguised sneer in her voice. Erot was pale and thaken. He looked long at the dead man before he spoke again. "Death has changed him; I DO recall him now but did not before." "You ar lying." snapped Nemone. Tarzan wondered wha| her next action w’ould be!

—By Williams

—Bv Blosser

—By Edgar Rice Burroughs

COMIO PAO*

—By Crane

Bv Hamlin

By Marlin