Indianapolis Times, Volume 46, Number 152, Indianapolis, Marion County, 5 November 1934 — Page 17

NOV. S. 1034

The Amateur Gentleman

= By Jeffrey Famol

INSTALLMENT ONE HUNDRED THIRTY-SEVEN (Continued! "Sir."* said Martin as Barnabas prepared to mount "sir. I hear as ou ain't thinking of going back to town?** 'To the best of my belief, no. Martin." "Why. then, sir." said the old room, his face clouding, "p'raps I'd tier be packing up my bits o' raps, sir?" "Yes, Martin. I think you had." nswered Barnabas, and swung .rr. elf somewhat awkwardly into he saddle. “Very good, sir!" sighed old Marn. his gray head drooping “I ;->ne my b t for the 'os* and you. ;r. but I know I'm a bit too old >r the job. p'r'aps. and—” But at this moment Peterby ap>r cached. Sir," he inquired, a little anxi•usly. "do you feel able—well nough to ride—alone?”

“Why. bles.% you, John, of course I do. I'm nearly well,” answered Barnabas, settling his feet in the stirrups, "and that reminds me. you wall discharge all the servants—a month's wages. John, and shut up this place as soon as possible. As for Martin here, of course you will bring him with you if he will come. We shall need him hereafter, shan't we, John? And perhaps we’d better offer him another ten shillings a week considering he will.have so many more responsibilities on the farm ” So savine, Barnabas waved his hand, wheeled his horse, and rode off down the drive; but, glancing back, when he had gone a little way, he saw that Peterby and the old groom yet stood looking after him, and in the face of each was a brightness that was not of the sun. On rode Barnabas, filling his lungs with great draughts of the balmy air and looking about him, eager-eyed. But, in a while, remembering Cl cone's note, he must needs check his speed, and taking the paper from his bosom, began to con it over: "Pride goeth before destruction, and a haughty spirit before a fall. "Selfishness shall find its own reward. "Journeys end In lovers’ meetings." Now as he rode thus at a handpace, puzzling over these cryptic words, he was presently aroused by a voice, somewhat harsh and discordant, singing at no great distance.

THEREFORE Barnabas raised his head and. glancing to one side of the way. beheld the singer sitting beneath the hedge. He was a small, merry-eyed man and, while he sang, he was busily setting out rertain edibles upon the grass at his feet. Barnabas reined up and looked down at him with a smile. “And pray." he inquired, “how do books sell these days? “Why, they do and they don’t, sir. Sermons are a drug and novels ain't much better, poems is pretty bobbish, but song-books is my meat. And, talking o' song-books, here's one as is Jest the thing for a convivial cock o’ the game—a fine, young, slap-up buck like you, my lord. Here's a book to kill care, drive away sorrer. and give a ‘leveller’ to black despair. A book as'U make the sad merry, and the merry merrier.’* “Thrre you are. sir—there’s a book for you! a book? A whole libree—a vaddy-mekkum o’ wit, and rhock full o’ humor! What d'ye say for such a wollum o’ sparkling bon mots? Say a guinea, say fifteen bob? Say ten? Come —you shall take it for five! Five bob for a book as ain’t to be ckalled no-how and no-wheer—” “Not in Asia. Africa or America?” said Barnabas. “Eh?” said the peddler, glancing

This Curious World Ferguson

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> sharply up at him, “why—what. Lord love me—it’s you. is it? aha! So it did the trick for you. did it?" "What do you mean?" “Mean, sir? Lord, what should I mean, but that there book on ettyket. as I sold you—that priceless ■ wollum as I give you—for five bob, months ago. when the larks was asingmg so inspiring. "Yes. it was a lovely morning, I remember." “Ah! and you left me that morning, a fine, upstanding young country cove, but today—ah, today you are a bang up blood—a gent, inside and out, a-nding of a magnificent | 'oss—and all on account o’ follering the instructions In that ’ere blessed tome as I sold you—for five bob! And dirt cheap at the money!” "And I find you exactly as you were,” said Barnabas thoughtfully, j "yes, even to the bread and cheese.” a a a

r T'HERE you are wrong, sir—axX ing your pardon. This time it's alf a loaf—medium, a slice o' beefsmall. and a cold per-tater—large. But cold per-taters is full o' nouri ishment. if eat with a contented mind—ah. there’s oceans o’ nourishment in a cold per-tater—toe'e regular. But you. sir," continued the peddler, beginning to eat with great appetite, “you, being a reg'lar eavy-toddler now, one o’ the gilded ; nobs—and all on account o’ that j there priceless wollum as I—give jaway to you—for five bob! you, oeI ing now a blue-blooded aris-to-crat, | don't 'ave to walk, so you can go lr. | | for plovers or pheasants or part- ■ ridges, dressed up in hartichokes. p'r aps, yes—frogs'-legs is your constant fodder now, p’r'aps—not to mention rag-outs and sich. And ’ow did you find London, young sir?” “Much bigger than I expected." "Ah. it is a big biggish till you get used to It. And it's amazing what you can see—if you looks ’ard enough, like the tombs in St. Paul’s churchyard, f’r instance. I know of a chap once as spent over a week a-looking for ’em, and never see so much as a single ’eadstone —but then ’e were born stone-blind, so it were only nat'ral as ’e should miss ’em, p'r'aps. But you, young cir, 'ow did you pass your time?" “Principally in dressing and undressing.’ “Ah, jess so, jess so—coats cut ’igh and coats cut low But what more?” “And in eating and drinking.” “Ah, French hortolons, p'r’aps, with a occasional tongue of a lark throwed in for a relish, jess so! But what more—did ye marry a duchess,

f'r instance?" “Alas, no!" “Elope with a earl's daughter, then?” “No.” “Well—did ye fight any dooels?” “Not a single one.” “Lord, young sir—you ’ave been a-missing of your opportunities, you ’ave, playing fast and lx>se wi* Fortun’, I calls it—ah, fair flying in the face o’ Providence! Now, if instead o’ selling books I took to writing of ’em. and tried to write you into a novel, why, Lord, what a poor thing that there novel would be! Who’d want to read it?—why, nobody! Oh, I can see as you’ve been throwing away your opportunities and wasting your chances shocking, you’ave.” “Now I wonder,” said Barnabas, froyning thoughtfully, “I wonder if I have?” “Not a doubt of it!” answered the peddler, swallowing the last of his | potato. "Then the sooner I begin to make up for it, the better.” “Ah!” nodded the peddler. “I should begin at once, if I was you.” “I will," said Barnabas, gathering up the reins. “And how, sir?” “Bv going my allotted way and—striving to be content.” (To Be Continued)

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FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS

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TARZAN AND THE CITY OF GOLD

Behind Tarzan came the lions and the hunters. He knew he must act quickly, fag they were no great distance in his rear. A grim smile lighted his grey eyes as he considered the denouement of the project he had undertaken. Presently he saw the black running ahead.

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The fellow was moving at a dogged trot, casting an occasional glance behind him. He was a splendidly muscled Galla, a perfect type of primitive manhood, who seemed,bent upon giving the best account of himself that he might with the hopeless odds against his life.

—By Ahem

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Though the fellow knew he could not win the game, there was neither fear nor panic in his flight: merely a determination to surrender his life as a last resort. Tarzan was directly above the man now, and he spoke to him in the language of his people.

—By Edgar Rice Burroughs

“Take to the trees,” called the ape-man. Astonished, the black looked up, but he did not stop, "Who are you?” he demanded. “An enemy of your master, who would help you,” replied Tarzan. “There is no escape: if I take to the trees, they will stone me down,” said the slave.

-COMIC PAOB

—By Williams

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—By Crane

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