of the tree, while Tars Tarkas defended the opening
from the furious mob without.
For an hour they howled about the tree, but after a few attempts to
reach us they confined their efforts to terrorizing shrieks and
screams, to horrid growling on the part of the great white apes, and
the fearsome and indescribable purring by the plant men.
At length, all but a score, who had apparently been left to prevent our
escape, had left us, and our adventure seemed destined to result in a
siege, the only outcome of which could be our death by starvation; for
even should we be able to slip out after dark, whither in this unknown
and hostile valley could we hope to turn our steps toward possible
As the attacks of our enemies ceased and our eyes became accustomed to
the semi-darkness of the interior of our strange retreat, I took the
opportunity to explore our shelter.
The tree was hollow to an extent of about fifty feet in diameter, and
from its flat, hard floor I judged that it had often been used to
domicile others before our occupancy. As I raised my eyes toward its
roof to note the height I saw far above me a faint glow of light.
There was an opening above. If we could but reach it we might still
hope to make the shelter of the cliff caves. My eyes had now become
quite used to the subdued light of the interior, and as I pursued my
investigation I presently came upon a rough ladder at the far side of
Quickly I mounted it, only to find that it connected at the top with
the lower of a series of horizontal wooden bars that spanned the now
narrow and shaft-like interior of the tree's stem. These bars were set
one above another about three feet apart, and formed a perfect ladder
as far above me as I could see.
Dropping to the floor once more, I detailed my discovery to Tars
Tarkas, who suggested that I explore aloft as far as I could go in
safety while he guarded the entrance against a possible attack.
As I hastened above to explore the strange shaft I found that the
ladder of horizontal bars mounted always as far above me as my eyes
could reach, and as I ascended, the light from above grew brighter and
For fully five hundred feet I continued to climb, until at length I
reached the opening in the stem which admitted the light. It was of
about the same
When he opened them to look again at the lamp he found it still swung as before.Page 12
He haunted, when discipline permitted, that part of the vessel where he would be most likely to encounter the object of his wrath, hoping, always hoping, that the "dude" would give him some slight pretext for "pushing in his mush," as Billy would so picturesquely have worded it.Page 26
Billy Mallory had overheard the conversation below and Simms' command to Byrne.Page 39
Theriere leaned over the open hatch, in full view of the waiting Byrne, ready below.Page 42
"We're in for a bad blow, and it'll be on us in a minute," and with that he started forward on a run, calling back over his shoulder, "you'd better go below at once.Page 47
The memory of his consideration and respectful treatment of her during the trying weeks of her captivity had done much to erase the intuitive feeling of.Page 54
"Make that opening in the cliffs?" Theriere nodded.Page 96
The cool liquid seemed to give him new strength for presently he spoke, quite strongly.Page 106
Billy Byrne it never once occurred to her to ask herself.Page 107
They had subsisted upon fish and fruit principally since they had come to the island.Page 117
FOR HER SAKE! had become his slogan.Page 145
He dragged the deputy sheriff to his knees, and before that frightened and astonished officer of the law could gather his wits together he had been relieved of his revolver and found himself looking into its cold and business-like muzzle.Page 162
"I'd a-hated myself if I'd thought that I could ever talk mushy like I am now.Page 178
As Flannagan shot into their midst the men at the table leaped to their feet and bolted for the doorway; but the detective was up and after them so quickly that only two succeeded in getting out of the room.Page 211
" A detachment of soldiers was in the saddle and passing the bank as the offer was made.Page 222
You'd love me too ef you knew me better.Page 228
"She's not for me.Page 260
"Got that one too.Page 263
He crawled to the doorway and peered within.Page 278
Where you been, anyway, that you don't know the war's over? Why Coke Sheehan confessed a month ago that it was him that croaked Schneider, and the governor pardoned you about ten days ago.