Jungle Tales of Tarzan

By Edgar Rice Burroughs

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Tarzan came to the cave mouth the hyenas were nowhere in sight,
and after permitting Tibo to quench his thirst in the spring which rose
near by, he lifted the boy to his shoulders and set off toward the
jungle at a rapid trot, determined to still the annoying howlings of
Momaya as quickly as possible, for he shrewdly had guessed that the
absence of her balu was the cause of her lamentation.


"He is not dead at the bottom of the river," cried Bukawai. "What does
this fellow know about making magic? Who is he, anyway, that he dare
say Bukawai's magic is not good magic? Bukawai sees Momaya's son. He
is far away and alone and in great danger. Hasten then with the ten
fat goats, the--"

But he got no further. There was a sudden interruption from above,
from the branches of the very tree beneath which they squatted, and as
the five blacks looked up they almost swooned in fright as they saw the
great, white devil-god looking down upon them; but before they could
flee they saw another face, that of the lost little Tibo, and his face
was laughing and very happy.

And then Tarzan dropped fearlessly among them, the boy still upon his
back, and deposited him before his mother. Momaya, Ibeto, Rabba Kega,
and Mbonga were all crowding around the lad trying to question him at
the same time. 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.

Tarzan, too, had vanished, as he had a way of doing, to the
mystification of the blacks. Then Momaya's eyes lighted upon Rabba
Kega. The village witch-doctor saw something in those eyes of hers
which boded no good to him, and backed away.

"So my Tibo is dead at the bottom of the river, is he?" the woman
shrieked. "And he's far away and alone and in great danger, is he?
Magic!" The scorn which Momaya crowded into that single word would have
done credit to a Thespian of the first magnitude. "Magic, indeed!" she
screamed. "Momaya

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