The evening world. Newspaper, January 18, 1913, Page 11

operight, 1913, by The Press (Tie New York Kresing World), MR. JARR UNDERGOES SOME MINOR REPAIRS. f was the occasion of Mr. Monthly hair trim. “Feeling your knob," commented Fred, the sporting barber, running his! hand over Mr, Jarr's head in w deft, | Professional manner, “a guy would say | that you'd be a classy gink that would keep natty by a hair trim every two weeks. “You believe in external cranial in Gteations of character, then?" asked M Jarr, in his best Dinkstonian manner, | I wouldn't go so far as to say that, admitted the puzzled Fre he picked up his shew: a@omething in this ‘fr ‘pre-knowle: or whatever they call) Y'kndw, telling fortunes from a i) you mean?" replied Mr,} “Ol, that's gone out, Yet 1) member when a boy It was all HH N the wiseacres subscribed to Mow- Jers Journal of Phrenology. And.many leading citizens had plaster busts, strongly resembling Mr. Jack Rove in| appearance, except that the sinooth, akull was all divided into compart-| ments and labelled liko a sectional | view of the hull of the steamship Im- perator in a Sunday newspaper.” | “J getcha,” sald the sporting barber, | as he clipped away. "And there's some- im to it, and then again there ain't." | you can't always tell i gad Fred, with refreshing | “Now, YOU have got a, ere he felt searehingly but over Mr, Jarr's head again got a bean like @ lob, and yet) waid Mr, Jarr, gald the sporting ba*ber flectively, ‘Member when you first) climbed Into my ehalr about four years ago apa’! fried to jod you for all the| extras'pnd give you the patter about) your hair getting thin, and told you! we had the stuff, dollar a bottle, that we guaranteed to Kill the dandruff 2, by Prank A, Muneey 09.) ING CHARTERS, Woysrigii, 1 gyNorsin OF dow { cabin and Kill ¢ iy offspring has range 60h he ie hearers & a in om: int ealvne wonga, African, Kuvonasys en, we tie sound ol ene of te killing es. oP rae an, to the CHAPTER IX. (Continued) : Man and Man. HEN he arrived he found the entire tribe gathered jabber- ing about the dead body of his. jin mothe! Tarsan's grief and anger roared | years I have been trying to find 4 *| shave T waned. Tarzan of the Apes germ? And you sald you didn’t want to kill it, ax your motter was ‘live and let live. “Yep, } remember,” satd Mr “Well, I tuok it then that you wore @ lob,” sald the barber, “because your nite You | bump of wisdom was only a « need a shave, too, ‘ “I shave mysel dont 11ké to, but | have to. ber who would give My der and sensitive and” “But you know me, Mr. Jarr."* tnter- rupted Ired, in a hurt tone. “I'll give you just the kind of job you want.* Very well, then,” sald Mr. Jarr. ow listen, Go over my face very Ughtly. Don't scrape me close and go over It only once with soa me the kind o} wkin ie very ven- “Yes, wir “Then wash off. For by t! smarting and burning “LT gote “Then go over 1 me with w ny face. Wash the soan 8 tine it is stinging and ne lightly the second Then give me a covple good and HOT, NOT put anything face but al little good witch hazel. DO NOT put | bay rum, Ulac water, heliotrope water, | lily of the valley water, la Plor de As- | afoeiida—noth BUT good witch haze!, | and very little of that. And then—-un- | der no circumstance, in no moment of | forgettuiness or flendish perversity—Do | NOT, even though urged by habit or | tormented by des put any so-called “briliiantine’ on eyebrows! | “As you # . Then—and Mr uring {t-the bar to the bone, plication after Jarre kept grim silence xeraped Mr, Jare Alm with nef #oan hideous challenge time and again, He beat upon his chest with his fists, and then he fell upon the body f Kala and sobbed out the pitiful sor- rowing of his lonely heart To lose the only creature tn all one's world who ever had manifested love and affection for one is a great bereave- iment Indeed. What tho Kala was a fierce and hideous ape! ‘To Tarzan she had been kind, she had been beautiful, Upon her he had lavished, wnknown to himself, all the reverence and respect out his and Jove that # nor! nglish boy feels for his own mother, He had >> known another; and so to Kala mutely, all that belonged to the fair and y Alice had sho lived. After the first outburst of grief Tar- zan controfed himself and, questioning the members of the tribe who Nad wit- nessed the killing of Kala, he learned all that their meager vocabulary could Vouchsafy him, however, for his It told hates black ap’ rs growing its head, who launched death from W apr ranch and then ran with the fleetn: of Bara, the deer, toward the rheing sun, Tartan waited no longer, but leap: ing into the branches of the trees, sped Tan Lnddat® EB - 40 - -$he foreat... He knew IF Ya CHATHE ’ DitH Pdr CHoP TED To YA TAL YA CAN HAve ('T SMATYE Ya Do tt! ARE YA GONNA Do 'T AGAIN? ere \\ ' id . hp WeELLZ 'D RATHER HEAR THAT SINGING “THAN “To LISTEN Copyright, 191 by The Hess Piblisiin, (The New York Frei ( Vaudeville Agent 66 QRAY. what kind uv a winter ts | S thin we're havin’? complained “You woud EH? QUST FoR THAT 'M Goin’ UP AN’ PUT | A SToP TO Vth { the queen of the switchboard an she mopped the pearly dew from alaba brow, “Here I ju went an’ killed a Chinaman to geta wet uv furs (0 pro- tect my ily white cheat, an’ ever been as “It is mild, 1 murmured. Why, I .) ager that he didn’t turn off the steam in this here’ lobby quick there'd be a mysterious dis- Appearance uv a young an’ beautiful maid by the melting proce “L suppose you're too uncomfortable and Impatient to tell about things to- day? T touched the subject timidly. “Me? Not on your life! It does me good to tell about how Tf put them lem- ons through the squeaser, When I feel sa lot uv the gloom out uv remewnbering how I got even =I got @ vicious nature naturally, any- how! The next wus a vaudeville agent. Yuh know, once 1 had a res'lar rough house here with the manager, an’ 1 left—left him cold! “Tt wos all abon a little thing, One iz 1 had ond uv them left-over- ight-before splitters right be- ) my evyes-one uv them that ha slexs communication with your stom- ach, yuh know, An’ #o T sent Claude to the’ corner fer some headache stuff. Well, I ain't bothered much with re- pairs us‘ally, The drug stores ‘d all 40 up the spout If thelr other lcustomers wuz as lavish as me. 80 naturally 1 didn't know how to work this patent stuff, an’ Claude he didn't neith An’ when we poured it into the glass, by gosh, it begin to explode all over the landscape, an’ the mana give ua the fer ruining the mil- lion dollar Verstan prayer rog yuh got lunder yer feet ths minute, which same deuce eee - piled # lukewarm towel, sprinkled and drenched iim with every loud smelling scent in the shop, and then said | “How's that?” naooga ntgsae 2 Nee the windings of the elephant tral! along Opposite him across the little clear which Kala’s murderer had flown and ing piood Horta, the ti with low- he cut straight through the jungle tO ered head and foam flecked tusks, read intercept the black warrior who was arse. evidently following the tortuous de- ‘Tarzan looked with wonder upon t tours of the trail. strange creature beneath hin At his side was the hunting knife of hin in form, und yet so. differs his unknown sire and across his sh ace and color, THis books had por- In an hour he struck the trail again and, ders the colls of his own long rope. trayed a negro: but how different been the dull, dead print to this sleek thing of ebony, pulsing with life. As the man stood th ‘ drawn bow Tavew not so much the nm of his picture-tool coming to earth, @xamined the soil minutely. In tae soft mud on the bank of a tiny rivulet he found footprints such as he alone in al! the jungle had ever inade but much larger than lis. His he A STANDS VOR ARCHER. beat fast. Could it be that How wonder init trailing a1 ‘one of his own trayed hin pr deep x There were two wets of imprints cirement of nis disc pointing In opposite directions. So h's But things were « lag to hape quarry had already passed pen below him, ‘Phe sinewy bd ari along tae trail, As h newer spoor @ tiny particle of ea toppled from the outer edge of one of the footprints to the bottom of {ts shal- low depression—ali, the trail was very fresh, his prey must have but scarcely passed. lmd drawn the shaft far back, the Loar, was charging. ‘The black released the poisoned ar- row, and Tarzan saw it fly with the ws of thournt and lodge in che tling neck of the boar. ry Horta, his bow Tran swing himself to the trees ngs had Atte to it witt noinelessiiss 4, the boar, Was upon hin so § high above the trail. quickly that he had no time to dis He had cov iy a mile w charge it oW ” aye ack came upon the black warrior stani- leaped entirely ove Pushing beast Ig in a little open space. In his hand and, iu with Incredible swiftnos: was his slender bow, to whioh he had in Moria’s Planted @ second arrow Atsed one of his death-dealing arrows, back, Jarry feelingty | { Not Like Any Story | | That You Have Read \ is worth about eleven-seventy-nine, Seana wast “ wer | fo 1 Be “Oh, is all righ tone, “if L had any intelligence do you) "An' TE knew a girl that wus “Have you no Inte think I'd be # barber?" Jographer in a theatrical office an’ she bit uy lookin’ like ready money jhad a By jibes FPRPOTORDOR Wedd 4s quarry, He knew that a arrow could 4 se wild thir ne the tiny t so quickly f the jungie Then Kulonga sprang into a nearby why the black delle celed to charge his enem ’ A dozen lie took nly th rend with whom torn and seratened aud ‘ spon his ne « his food. ntful manner th tiffened ‘Tarzan t with their jungle neighbors, yet and relaxed convulsively, then he lay any such ax often recovered as not ; still low ee oO there Was something mystertons ee onnected wit vese tiny slivers of Kulonga came down from his t mirying the aan ny f With the knife that hung at his side Sila ARA Te usen whi vuld bring death by @ soraten. he out several la from the . bour's body, and i oon trail he built jug as much os he wanted ce else wisrelthed fallen, arrows. had. disappeared, rtp iii yy Re i W was furlous and H burn 1, but inure frgntened than fu know from ve that his bow and r+ hill him ath lelwu yw wee » he was defenseless ox t for xle knife. His only hope id la n schiug the Village of Muonga 04 Tom ly as hia legs would carry him. Figt oe was not far from home he took to the trail ata At mass of tie w yards away Ne apes to swing in Nise wake, row and arrows were se- quietly Kulonga’s 1d ween fire. shad any eveature curely ted high In the top of a giant produce the rede ght much on this Won tree, from which @ patch of bark had devoured wood au J of slaying 4s he swung been removed by « sharp knife near to ust surprised Tarazo greatly. Alse, slowly along at a safe distance behind the ground and # branch bait cub THe. ee CAN YA Do? By Alma Woodward Cousright, 113, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Eveming World), Edgar Rice Burroughs eI RAR MRNA M-M, WHAT eM) Lis 4 frum Monday mornin’ to Sunday ni dolled up in Fifth avenue folde: an’ hate frum the other side. Go ; thought to myself I got a firm enough foundation In the beauty line to look class if T hed a little fancy tctng help mé out. So T went an’ applied fer switchboard operator in a big veude- ville agent's place—gn’ got it. “Well, I made such a hit with the boar that if any uv them other skirts, ev: ployed there had got a chance they'( have dusted my transmitter with cygn: ide, An’ I wus perfectly satisfied—usec to sing about my work, yuh know—unt! they went an’ put in my chorea to tel: the boobs what come there lookin’ fer Dookin’ that their act wus in bad need embalm 1 kicked a coup! times to Issy (that wuz the boss), bul he'd say: ‘Now, chicken, yuh ‘know yuh go! the ofl uv the Blarney Stone in tongue, and c’n pacify ‘em gran Now, yub be good an’ I'll send yuh te 1 two-dollar show on Saturday ry nigh! n’ I'd fall fer it an’ go back an‘ make a few more enemies in the pro- fenh, until one day I got a real rough lookin’ customer In the shape uv ‘Fifine, the Firefly,’ a tightrope walker an’ strong woman. Fi had been hittin’ it up, an’ she wus peeved atiff ‘Bop! bein’ told her act wus punk all the time So when I broke the news to her gently she lifted letterpress Hike it wus @ fegther duster, an' seen how near she could come to disarrangin’ my top hair! Well, I run In to Issy, screamin’ that she wus tryin’ to croak me, An’, by gosh, that ple-eyed piker went an’ shoved me right back again an’ says: “Well, yuh KNOW yuh c'n epactty better'n T can, darli “Pacify her! When she wus tryin’ t marce! my gold locks with @ ton uv p fron! Well, say, I made a tragic exit by way uv the fire escape, An’ do yuh know I don’t dare to go to a vaudeville show fer fear-one uv ‘em will recogn: me frum the stage an’ start things! > ESPERATE. “What's that terrible fight golng on over there?” “Oh, that's Just an Aldern to prevent & corporation a crowding $1,000 into his Puck, pocket."— throug! feet igi about fifty Tartan blazed ti« 1 tked his caches. Kulonga continued his journey san closed up on him until he trays elled alinost over the black's head. + rope he now held coiled In his thas hand; he was almost ready for the kill. The moment was delayed only be- cause Tarzan Was anxious to agcertala black warrtor's destination, aim a, for th eat clears jay many ing, at one end of which strange lars, Taraan Was directly over Kulonga as he made the discovery. The forest ended abruptly, and beyond lay two hundred yards pf planted flelds between the Jungle and the village. Tarzan must act quickly or his prey would be gone, but Targan’s life trains ing left 0 little space between decision when an emergenc cone that there was not even shadow of a thought be- i emerged front the shadow of the jungle, a slender coll: of rope sped sinuously above him fnom the lowest branch of & mighty tree directly upon the edge of Mbonga's flelds,. Brea Kings son hed takes @ half dosen steps into the clearing the quick yqote tightened about his S80 Be —