The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1934-05-24
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Receiving an nh9 pa5nds sarnsbas
Champion prize fighter Of ENGLAND: de-
than follow the fighting game. He bests
his father in a duel of fists as the
climax of quarrel over the r6 s9ns
former champion. has aided the father IN
training young. Barty to use ms nStSi bic
After the night, BarnabaS cnaphg}e e u niS
to London meets among others the
Cap'n, the Bosun and young HoTatd9
Beilasis. a gentleman. and friend OF
SlT Fi mIIS1ni Sir Mortimer, whom he did
not know at the time, leerlng over Cne
form of young woman app faIG from ~ a
b SoltSSA' Young Barty knocks out the in
truder in a fight, and REEVES the 80 y rnins
woman; He He l ncEs Nv pltnG hnaSndEerchief
which She. intrigued by her rescuer'
leaves on q bush. ...... with
The trip to London continues WIN
Young Be1lasis as q companion.
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
1NsTALLMENT EIGHTEEN (Con-
tinueO
".Beef?' say he. Yes, beef says
I. could you eat any?' Beef? says
he again. couldn't I? why, l could
eat a OK whole, could! So nat
lIrally dubbed him Milo OF Crotona
on the spot"
and has he ever tried to pick
YOUR pocket since?"
mo, Bev; he's never hungry now
adays. Gad!" said the viscount
taking Barnabas by the arm, I've
set the fashion in tigers, Bev. Hall
the fellows at Whites and Brooke. s
are wild to get that very small
demon of mine; but he isn't TO De
bought or bribed or stolen-for what
there is of him is faithful, Bev-
and now come in to breakfast"
So saving. the viscount led Bar
nabas across the yard to certain
wing or off-shoot of the inn, where
beneath a deep, shadowy gable was
a. door. Yet here he must neeos
pause a moment to glance down at
himself to settle ruffie and adjust
his hat ere, lifting the latch. he
ushered BarnabaS into a kitchen.
Indeed the historian is bold 10
saw that within no kitchen in this
world were all things in such con-
slant state of winking, twinklng
cleaning and glowing purity, from
the very legs of the oaken table and
chairs. to the hacked and battered
old cutlas above the chimney, as IN
this self -same kitchen of 1.-THE Spot
ted Cow
INSTALLMENT NINETEEN
A ND yet-and yet! Sweeter
IN whittier, warmer, purer, and far
more delicious than anything in
this kitchen, or out of it, was she
who had started up to her feet sc
suddenly, and now stood with blush
ing cheeks and hurried bosom
gazing shy-eyed upon the young
viscount; all dainty grace from the
ribbons in her mob-cap to the slen-
der. buckled shoe peeping out be-
meath her print gown; and Barna-
has standing between them, saw hel
flush reflected as it were for mo-
ment in the viScount's usually pale
cheek.
MY Lord!" said she, and stopped
why, Clemency, you-you are
handSomer than ever!" StammereC
the viScount.
"Oh, my lord!" she exclaimed
and as she turned away Barnaba'
thought there were tears in her eyes
did we startle you, Clemency
Forgive me-but THAT is, we arr
hungry, ravenous. Er-thiS is {
friend of mine - Mr.. Beverley
Mistress Clemency Dare; and oh
Clemency, I've had no breakfast"
But seeing she yet stood with
head averted, the viscount with {
freedom born of long acquaintance
yet with a courtly Difference also
took the hand that hung so listlesS
and looked down into the flushed
beautv of her face, and, as HI
looked, beheld a great tear tha
crept upon her cheek.
why, Clemency!" he exclaimed
his raillery gone, his voice suddenl!
tender, ''Clemency-you're crying
my dear maid; what is it?"
AIOW, beholding her confusion
IN and because of it, Barnaba.
turned away and walked to tn,
other end of the kitchen. and Their,
it CHANGED that he spied two OBJ
jects that lay beneath the table