could fashion from the materials at
Upon the shore he found an out-cropping of brittle, igneous rock. By
dint of much labour he managed to chip off a narrow sliver some twelve
inches long by a quarter of an inch thick. One edge was quite thin for
a few inches near the tip. It was the rudiment of a knife.
With it he went into the jungle, searching until he found a fallen tree
of a certain species of hardwood with which he was familiar. From this
he cut a small straight branch, which he pointed at one end.
Then he scooped a small, round hole in the surface of the prostrate
trunk. Into this he crumbled a few bits of dry bark, minutely
shredded, after which he inserted the tip of his pointed stick, and,
sitting astride the bole of the tree, spun the slender rod rapidly
between his palms.
After a time a thin smoke rose from the little mass of tinder, and a
moment later the whole broke into flame. Heaping some larger twigs
and sticks upon the tiny fire, Tarzan soon had quite a respectable
blaze roaring in the enlarging cavity of the dead tree.
Into this he thrust the blade of his stone knife, and as it became
superheated he would withdraw it, touching a spot near the thin edge
with a drop of moisture. Beneath the wetted area a little flake of the
glassy material would crack and scale away.
Thus, very slowly, the ape-man commenced the tedious operation of
putting a thin edge upon his primitive hunting-knife.
He did not attempt to accomplish the feat all in one sitting. At first
he was content to achieve a cutting edge of a couple of inches, with
which he cut a long, pliable bow, a handle for his knife, a stout
cudgel, and a goodly supply of arrows.
These he cached in a tall tree beside a little stream, and here also he
constructed a platform with a roof of palm-leaves above it.
When all these things had been finished it was growing dusk, and Tarzan
felt a strong desire to eat.
He had noted during the brief incursion he had made into the forest
that a short distance up-stream from his tree there was a much-used
watering place, where, from the trampled mud of either bank, it was
evident beasts of all sorts and in great numbers came to drink. To
this spot the hungry ape-man made his silent way.
Through the upper terrace of the tree-tops he swung with
God give that our combined strength may be equal to the task, for else we are lost.Page 20
Twice my bearers missed their footing, and my heart ceased beating as we plunged toward instant death among the tangled deadwood beneath.Page 22
Our companions in chains did not stumble.Page 25
None other so powerful wished me, or they would have slain a mightier beast and thus have won me from Jubal.Page 28
And what I could see of Dian's cheek went suddenly from red to white.Page 29
The guards had no torches or light of any description.Page 33
Among themselves they communicate by means of what Perry says must be a sixth sense which is cognizant of a fourth dimension.Page 43
Upon one side of the doomed pair the thag bellowed and advanced, and upon the other tarag, the frightful, crept toward them with gaping mouth and dripping fangs.Page 49
The hideous, gaping jaws snapped in the victim's face.Page 53
The entrances to the house were through small apertures in the bases of the trees and thence upward by rude ladders through the hollow trunks to the rooms above.Page 54
" The red man groped ahead a few.Page 77
The door was close by.Page 82
At the bottom of the corridor which leads aloft from the lower chambers I whistled in accordance with the prearranged signal which was to announce to Perry and Ghak that I had been successful.Page 84
Then I lowered the head and started slowly on.Page 88
Once more I took up my flight, nor were the Sagoths apparently overanxious to press their pursuit so closely as before.Page 89
As I stood there, tense and silent, listening for the first faint sound that should announce the approach of my enemies, a slight noise from within the cave's black depths attracted my attention.Page 93
The result was that the continuation of my ledge lay twenty feet below me, where it ended as abruptly as did the end upon which I stood.Page 94
"Look at me, Dian," I pleaded.Page 103
"As you dare not return to Amoz," I ventured, "what is to become of you since you cannot be happy here with me, hating me as you do?" "I shall have to put up with you," she replied coldly, "until you see fit to go elsewhere and leave me in peace, then I shall get along very well alone.Page 112
He told me that he had been captured while on his way to his own land; but that his life had been spared in hope that through him the Mahars would learn the whereabouts of their Great Secret.