after pushing on for a
short distance further one of the men discovered a well-marked trail.
It was an old elephant track, and D'Arnot after consulting with
Professor Porter and Clayton decided to follow it.
The path wound through the jungle in a northeasterly direction, and
along it the column moved in single file.
Lieutenant D'Arnot was in the lead and moving at a quick pace, for the
trail was comparatively open. Immediately behind him came Professor
Porter, but as he could not keep pace with the younger man D'Arnot was
a hundred yards in advance when suddenly a half dozen black warriors
arose about him.
D'Arnot gave a warning shout to his column as the blacks closed on him,
but before he could draw his revolver he had been pinioned and dragged
into the jungle.
His cry had alarmed the sailors and a dozen of them sprang forward past
Professor Porter, running up the trail to their officer's aid.
They did not know the cause of his outcry, only that it was a warning
of danger ahead. They had rushed past the spot where D'Arnot had been
seized when a spear hurled from the jungle transfixed one of the men,
and then a volley of arrows fell among them.
Raising their rifles they fired into the underbrush in the direction
from which the missiles had come.
By this time the balance of the party had come up, and volley after
volley was fired toward the concealed foe. It was these shots that
Tarzan and Jane Porter had heard.
Lieutenant Charpentier, who had been bringing up the rear of the
column, now came running to the scene, and on hearing the details of
the ambush ordered the men to follow him, and plunged into the tangled
In an instant they were in a hand-to-hand fight with some fifty black
warriors of Mbonga's village. Arrows and bullets flew thick and fast.
Queer African knives and French gun butts mingled for a moment in
savage and bloody duels, but soon the natives fled into the jungle,
leaving the Frenchmen to count their losses.
Four of the twenty were dead, a dozen others were wounded, and
Lieutenant D'Arnot was missing. Night was falling rapidly, and their
predicament was rendered doubly worse when they could not even find the
elephant trail which they had been following.
There was but one thing to do, make camp where they were until
daylight. Lieutenant Charpentier ordered a clearing made and a
circular abatis of underbrush constructed about the camp.
This work was not completed until long after dark, the men building
The Arab turned and seeing the open eyes of the prisoner upon him, entered the tent.Page 11
The presumption of this strange Numa must be punished! And forthwith Tarzan set out to make life miserable for the big cat.Page 20
glance convinced him that the Englishman was dead.Page 24
The High Priestess lowered her dagger.Page 26
The sun glanced from the tips of their metal-shod spears, picked out the gorgeous colors in the feathers of their war bonnets, and reflected the high-lights from the glossy skins of their broad shoulders and high cheek bones.Page 35
Tarzan swung his heavy spear, clublike, down upon the skull of the priest.Page 41
When, at last they crossed the trampled garden and stood before the charred ruins of their master's bungalow, their greatest fears became convictions in the light of the evidence about them.Page 59
And, too, these legends always held forth the hope that some day that nameless continent from which their race had sprung, would rise once more out of the sea and with slaves at the long sweeps would send her carven, gold-picked galleys forth to succor the long-exiled colonists.Page 67
"I thought that he would rescue me; but I know now from his voice that he will slay me and you and all that fall in his path, searching out with the cunning of Sheeta, the panther, those who would hide from him, for Tantor is mad with the madness of love.Page 73
the gems had been buried, and though the spot resembled the balance of an unbroken stretch several miles in length, where the reeds terminated at the edge of the meadowland, yet the ape-man moved with unerring precision directly to the place where he had hid his treasure.Page 74
His quarry must be within; but how was he to find him among so many huts? Tarzan, although cognizant of his mighty powers, realized also his limitations.Page 78
Her escape from the village had been much easier than she had anticipated.Page 81
So sure was Tarzan that the body was that of he who had robbed him that he made no effort to verify his deductions by scent among the conglomerate odors of the great carnivore and the fresh blood of the victim.Page 92
The ape seized it, and while Tarzan held tightly to the upper end, the anthropoid climbed quickly up the shaft until with one paw he grasped the top of the wall.Page 95
Instead he turned and slunk through the darkness toward the hut where the she who had arrested his brutish interest lay securely bound.Page 99
In a little moonlit glade ahead of him the great ape was bending over the prostrate form of the woman Tarzan sought.Page 109
and as sure as death itself, and as the Arab, finding a little spot less overgrown with bushes than he had yet encountered, prepared to gloat his eyes upon the contents of the pouch, Tarzan paused directly above him, intent upon the same object.Page 113
His lower jaw rose and fell, and the slaver drooled and dripped upon the dead face of Taglat.Page 118
As Werper stepped back into the trail, he was startled by the sound of a glad cry from above him, and as he wheeled about to discover the author of this unexpected interruption, he saw Jane Clayton drop lightly from a nearby tree and run forward with outstretched hands to congratulate him upon his victory.Page 140
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