degradation and discharge because a lot
of old, preglacial fossils had declared over two hundred years before
that no man should cross thirty.
Even while these thoughts were passing through my mind I was busy with
the details of my duties. I had seen to it that a sea anchor was
rigged, and even now the men had completed their task, and the
Coldwater was swinging around rapidly, her nose pointing once more into
the wind, and the frightful rolling consequent upon her wallowing in
the trough was happily diminishing.
It was then that Johnson came hurrying to the bridge. One of his eyes
was swollen and already darkening, and his lip was cut and bleeding.
Without even the formality of a salute, he burst upon me, white with
"Lieutenant Alvarez attacked me!" he cried. "I demand that he be
placed under arrest. I found him in the act of destroying the reserve
instruments, and when I would have interfered to protect them he fell
upon me and beat me. I demand that you arrest him!"
"You forget yourself, Mr. Johnson," I said. "You are not in command of
the ship. I deplore the action of Lieutenant Alvarez, but I cannot
expunge from my mind the loyalty and self-sacrificing friendship which
has prompted him to his acts. Were I you, sir, I should profit by the
example he has set. Further, Mr. Johnson, I intend retaining command
of the ship, even though she crosses thirty, and I shall demand
implicit obedience from every officer and man aboard until I am
properly relieved from duty by a superior officer in the port of New
"You mean to say that you will cross thirty without submitting to
arrest?" he almost shouted.
"I do, sir," I replied. "And now you may go below, and, when again you
find it necessary to address me, you will please be so good as to bear
in mind the fact that I am your commanding officer, and as such
entitled to a salute."
He flushed, hesitated a moment, and then, saluting, turned upon his
heel and left the bridge. Shortly after, Alvarez appeared. He was
pale, and seemed to have aged ten years in the few brief minutes since
I last had seen him. Saluting, he told me very simply what he had
done, and asked that I place him under arrest.
I put my hand on his shoulder, and I guess that my voice trembled a
trifle as, while reproving him for his act, I made it plain to
He stretched forth a hand and lovingly caressed a golden ingot on the nearest tier.Page 19
5 The Altar of the Flaming God It was at the moment that Tarzan turned from the closed door to pursue his way to the outer world.Page 41
"What did they with 'Lady'?" asked one of the blacks.Page 48
He had not even counted them--only roughly had he guessed at their value.Page 51
There was the sound of a dull thud, the crushing of heavy bone, and the sentry slumped into a silent, inanimate lump of clay.Page 56
The spear.Page 57
The first lion met Buto's charge and was tossed high over the back of the maddened brute, torn and dying, and then the six remaining lions were upon the rhinoceros, rending and tearing the while they were being gored or trampled.Page 58
When Atlantis, with all her mighty cities and her cultivated fields and her great commerce and culture and riches sank into the sea long ages since, she took with her all but a handful of her colonists working the vast gold mines of Central Africa.Page 81
Scarcely had he quitted the trail when a tall, black warrior, moving at a dogged trot, passed toward the east.Page 84
It was this very carefulness which attracted the black's attention to the thing, arousing a natural curiosity in the warrior's mind, and so it chanced that when the Belgian, in the nervousness of overcaution, fumbled the hidden article and dropped it, Mugambi saw it as it fell upon the ground, spilling a portion of its contents on the sward.Page 90
From one jungle giant to the next he sped with the.Page 92
Creatures laid their paws upon him for but two things--to search for fleas and to attack.Page 102
So the Abyssinians and the Belgian marched southward and Tarzan of the Apes swung silently after them through the swaying branches of the middle terrace.Page 104
Before the frightened beast could gather himself for flight a naked giant was astride his back.Page 106
The Arab, who had gone down with his mount, was standing astride him, and seeing the Belgian's strategic position behind his fallen horse, lost no time in taking up a similar one behind his own.Page 108
But Achmet Zek was no fool to expose himself to the blackened honor of a thief and a murderer.Page 125
He killed his captain in the Congo country and fled to the protection of Achmet Zek.Page 128
The Arab was almost upon him.Page 141
The nearer soldiers looked in surprise at the ape-man.Page 144
Unwounded, the boma and the flames might have turned him back; but now the pain and the rage wiped caution from his mind, and with a loud, and angry roar he topped the barrier with an easy leap and was among the horses.