Adventure Magazine Cover, November 10, 1924 — page 91: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

Tales of the Hot Dog Tavern 89 And sets his fibers and his blood awhirl. No matter what the cause he’s fighting for, (| Youth thrills and goes when drum-beats sound for war!” KS It was a soldier speaking, young and trim, % Deep-chested, bronzed, and straight of back and limb; - " oe “Take me, for instance, I was meant to be < A minister, they educated me To preach the Word—but it so happened I Beheld a troop of soldiers marching by With swinging stride, and something in my blood Responded to the steady thud, thud, thud Of feet upon the roadway—then the fife Shrilled and the snare drum wakened into life; And as the marchers quickened to the rhythm, I knew that I should soon be marching with ’em. It was the drums that did it, for they beat A summons to adventure I should meet; And so I went to war—and though I learned It was not what I pictured when I yearned For great adventure; but an ugly mess Of dirt and blood and pain and weariness, ¥et still I found that to your soul it brings A strange distaste for gentler, milder things. And so, no matter where I chance to be This is the song the drum-beats make for me: “Tumpy-ium-tump; tumpy-tum-tump— Hark to the sound of the drums. Lumpy-tum-tump; tumpy-tum-tump; The beat and the thud that you feel in your blood, The heart-shaking rhythm that comes With thunder and throb of the drums, The drums! The drums! R-r-rat-a-tat-tat, r-r-rat-a-tat-tat, r-r-rat-a-tat-tat, and booml Way for the drums, make rooml ‘*For the roll of the drums is a time-honored tone— The mightiest music the planet has known. It rumbled its summons to primitive man— Reverberant rhythm that gathered the clan. It beat out a challenge to frighten the foe And thudded a dirge for the warriors laid low. The drums! The drums! Oh, down all the ages there comes The echoing boom of the drums; Roman and Greek, Saxon and Gaul “Heard the drums speak, Answered the call— Drums of the vikings, stout henchmen of Thor, War-drums of Aitilla, Red Scourge of W ar— Drums sounding slowly and drums beating fast Over the world in a@ symphony vastl Down to the depths of our nature tt plumbs, Tumpy-tum-iumpl Tumpy-tum-iumpl . Militant surge of the drums! COmiCbMooks.Gonmn