he cried, "it cannot be possible--quick! What does the distance
That and the speedometer were both on my side of the cabin, and as I
turned to take a reading from the former I could see Perry muttering.
"Ten degrees rise--it cannot be possible!" and then I saw him tug
frantically upon the steering wheel.
As I finally found the tiny needle in the dim light I translated
Perry's evident excitement, and my heart sank within me. But when I
spoke I hid the fear which haunted me. "It will be seven hundred feet,
Perry," I said, "by the time you can turn her into the horizontal."
"You'd better lend me a hand then, my boy," he replied, "for I cannot
budge her out of the vertical alone. God give that our combined
strength may be equal to the task, for else we are lost."
I wormed my way to the old man's side with never a doubt but that the
great wheel would yield on the instant to the power of my young and
vigorous muscles. Nor was my belief mere vanity, for always had my
physique been the envy and despair of my fellows. And for that very
reason it had waxed even greater than nature had intended, since my
natural pride in my great strength had led me to care for and develop
my body and my muscles by every means within my power. What with
boxing, football, and baseball, I had been in training since childhood.
And so it was with the utmost confidence that I laid hold of the huge
iron rim; but though I threw every ounce of my strength into it, my
best effort was as unavailing as Perry's had been--the thing would not
budge--the grim, insensate, horrible thing that was holding us upon the
straight road to death!
At length I gave up the useless struggle, and without a word returned
to my seat. There was no need for words--at least none that I could
imagine, unless Perry desired to pray. And I was quite sure that he
would, for he never left an opportunity neglected where he might
sandwich in a prayer. He prayed when he arose in the morning, he
prayed before he ate, he prayed when he had finished eating, and before
he went to bed at night he prayed again. In between he often found
excuses to pray even when the provocation seemed far-fetched to my
worldly eyes--now that he was about to die I felt positive that I
A half hour later the tribe was again upon the ground, feeding as though naught had occurred to interrupt the somber dullness of their lives.Page 11
Seizing the bars of his prison, he shook them frantically, and all the while he roared and growled terrifically.Page 25
And so it is to be doubted that Tantor would have attempted to overcome his instinctive fear of the black men in an effort to succor Tarzan.Page 33
He was explaining again to Taug the depths of the latter's abysmal ignorance, and pointing out how much greater and mightier was Tarzan of the Apes than Taug or any other ape.Page 39
He was not quite sure, however, since that would mean that God was mightier than Tarzan--a point which Tarzan of the Apes, who acknowledged no equal in the jungle, was loath to concede.Page 41
"You are very old; if there is a God you must have seen Him.Page 43
The small apes talked a great deal and ran away from an enemy.Page 46
In the blackness within he found the man huddled at the far side and dragged him forth into the comparative lightness of the moonlit night.Page 47
would this generation again have as much faith in any future witch-doctor.Page 54
Visions of Numa, the lion, straining futilely in its embrace thrilled the ape-man.Page 57
Tarzan walked in toward Horta, who swung now to face his enemy.Page 63
Tarzan wondered how it had survived at all.Page 75
fear Taug and Gunto and the others.Page 76
He patted his lips with snowy linen to remove the faint traces of his repast, quite ignorant of the fact that he was an impostor and that the rightful owner of his noble title was even then finishing his own dinner in far-off Africa.Page 80
Yes, it was all quite plain now; but who could have stolen Go-bu-balu this time? Tarzan wondered, and he wondered, too, about the presence of Dango.Page 92
Suddenly Momaya turned ferociously to fall upon Bukawai, for the boy had told her all that he had suffered at the hands of the cruel old man; but Bukawai was no longer there--he had required no recourse to black art to assure him that the vicinity of Momaya would be no healthful place for him after Tibo had told his story, and now he was running through the jungle as fast as his old legs would carry him toward the distant lair where he knew no black would dare pursue him.Page 136
"We will all go," they cried.Page 139
Here they halted, while Tarzan examined every branch and leaf which might have been touched by the fleeing ape.Page 154
Now he had found it, and he was the first to find an explanation.Page 167
Gunto bit a sliver from a horny finger and recalled the fact that Tarzan had once said that the trees talked to one another, and Gozan recounted having seen the ape-man dancing alone in the moonlight with Sheeta, the.