but wise old Mbonga affected to feel considerable skepticism regarding
the tale, and attributed the whole fabrication to their fright in the
face of some real danger.
"You tell us this great story," he said, "because you do not dare to
speak the truth. You do not dare admit that when the lion sprang upon
Mirando you ran away and left him. You are cowards."
Scarcely had Mbonga ceased speaking when a great crashing of branches
in the trees above them caused the blacks to look up in renewed terror.
The sight that met their eyes made even wise old Mbonga shudder, for
there, turning and twisting in the air, came the dead body of Mirando,
to sprawl with a sickening reverberation upon the ground at their feet.
With one accord the blacks took to their heels; nor did they stop until
the last of them was lost in the dense shadows of the surrounding
Again Tarzan came down into the village and renewed his supply of
arrows and ate of the offering of food which the blacks had made to
appease his wrath.
Before he left he carried the body of Mirando to the gate of the
village, and propped it up against the palisade in such a way that the
dead face seemed to be peering around the edge of the gatepost down the
path which led to the jungle.
Then Tarzan returned, hunting, always hunting, to the cabin by the
It took a dozen attempts on the part of the thoroughly frightened
blacks to reenter their village, past the horrible, grinning face of
their dead fellow, and when they found the food and arrows gone they
knew, what they had only too well feared, that Mirando had seen the
evil spirit of the jungle.
That now seemed to them the logical explanation. Only those who saw
this terrible god of the jungle died; for was it not true that none
left alive in the village had ever seen him? Therefore, those who had
died at his hands must have seen him and paid the penalty with their
As long as they supplied him with arrows and food he would not harm
them unless they looked upon him, so it was ordered by Mbonga that in
addition to the food offering there should also be laid out an offering
of arrows for this Munan-go-Keewati, and this was done from then on.
If you ever chance to pass that far off African village you will still
see before a tiny thatched hut, built just without the village, a
little iron pot
Then he moved outward upon the sheer face of the white chalk wall.Page 23
that there was none about to see, or hinder her, she took quickly to the pegs already set in the face of the cliff and with the celerity of a monkey clambered swiftly aloft to the highest row of pegs which she followed in the direction of the lower end of the gorge for a matter of some hundred yards.Page 50
The choking tail had shut the air from his lungs, he knew that his gasping lips were parted and his tongue protruding; and now his brain reeled and his sight grew dim; but not before he reached his goal and a quick hand shot out to seize the knife that now lay within reach as the two bodies tottered perilously upon the brink of the chasm.Page 58
"Can you cross the gorge through the trees very rapidly?" he questioned.Page 81
Each was excavated from the summit of a small hillock and all were without roofs.Page 97
It was Tarzan who broke the silence.Page 105
The bow and arrows he had tossed aside at the beginning of the fight but the Enfield he would not discard, for where he went he meant that it should go until its mission had been fulfilled.Page 110
The idle moments afforded him an opportunity to evolve a more satisfactory scheme for attaching his stolen caudal appendage.Page 114
" "You have seen Ta-den and spoken with him?" she asked with apparent irrelevancy.Page 135
For her sake he must win allies and it was for this purpose that he had sacrificed these precious moments, but now he lost no further time in seeking.Page 148
The natural deduction was therefore that she had been taken in some other direction.Page 164
We have nothing in common other than those sentiments which may have been engendered by my natural dislike and suspicion of you, one of the authors of all the misery and sorrow that I have endured for endless months.Page 165
"We have wasted enough words.Page 173
Now she would be always in doubt.Page 182
"I am Jad-ben-Otho!" he screamed and then his eyes fell again upon the canoe.Page 198
"What!" exclaimed Lu-don, "you have Tarzan-jad-guru? You have slain him perhaps.Page 202
Nearer and nearer the roof he came.Page 203
A priest had waited at the end of each of these ropes and at opposite sides of the chamber.Page 214