better English than another, or has read
more and remembers it, only makes him a better man in that particular
respect. I think none the less of you because you can't quote Browning
or Shakespeare--the thing that counts is that you can appreciate, as I
do, Service and Kipling and Knibbs.
"Now maybe we are both wrong--maybe Knibbs and Kipling and Service
didn't write poetry, and some people will say as much; but whatever it
is it gets you and me in the same way, and so in this respect we are
equals. Which being the case let's see if we can't rustle some grub, and
then find a nice soft spot whereon to pound our respective ears."
Billy, deciding that he was too sleepy to work for food, invested half
of the capital that was to have furnished the swell feed the night
before in what two bits would purchase from a generous housewife on a
near-by farm, and then, stretching themselves beneath the shade of
a tree sufficiently far from the road that they might not attract
unnecessary observation, they slept until after noon.
But their precaution failed to serve their purpose entirely. A
little before noon two filthy, bearded knights of the road clambered
laboriously over the fence and headed directly for the very tree under
which Billy and Bridge lay sleeping. In the minds of the two was the
same thought that had induced Billy Byrne and the poetic Bridge to seek
this same secluded spot.
There was in the stiff shuffle of the men something rather familiar.
We have seen them before--just for a few minutes it is true; but under
circumstances that impressed some of their characteristics upon us. The
very last we saw of them they were shuffling away in the darkness along
a railroad track, after promising that eventually they would wreak dire
vengeance upon Billy, who had just trounced them.
Now as they came unexpectedly upon the two sleepers they did not
immediately recognize in them the objects of their recent hate. They
just stood looking stupidly down on them, wondering in what way they
might turn their discovery to their own advantage.
Nothing in the raiment either of Billy or Bridge indicated that here was
any particularly rich field for loot, and, too, the athletic figure
of Byrne would rather have discouraged any attempt to roll him without
first handing him the "k.o.", as the two would have naively put it.
But as they gazed down upon the features of the sleepers the eyes of one
of the tramps narrowed to two ugly slits while those of
For years the military forces of Belgian Congo.Page 11
Then commenced a bombardment which brought forth earthshaking roars from Numa.Page 12
Then he turned to see a huge, black-maned lion racing toward him and even as he turned, Numa seized him.Page 21
He dared not reveal himself to whatever inhabitants dwelt in the place above him.Page 22
One after another he pulled out the blocks until he had opened an aperture large enough to admit his body, then he crawled through into a large, low chamber.Page 57
They are to them what the racetrack and the prize ring, the theater and the movies are to us.Page 58
The zeal of the religious fanatic whose altar has been desecrated was triply enhanced by the rage of a woman scorned.Page 59
His should be a slow and frightful death.Page 63
She glared and muttered but she did not strike.Page 68
One he seized in the coils of his trunk and broke upon a huge bole, dropping the mangled pulp to charge, trumpeting, after another.Page 78
Jane Clayton's escape had not yet been discovered when Achmet Zek and his searchers set forth to overhaul Werper.Page 79
The beast's whole attention now seemed riveted upon the horseman.Page 84
As Werper, who, with Mugambi, had been given permission to enter the water, removed his clothing, the black noted the care with which he unfastened something which circled his waist, and which he took off with his shirt, keeping the latter always around and concealing the object of his suspicious solicitude.Page 103
Now some one had come to rob him of this treasure which he had thought as safe from disturbance here as though it never had been mined.Page 105
"The gold will be safe here," cried one.Page 116
Both hunger and thirst assailed her now, and realizing that she must descend or die of starvation, she at last summoned courage to undertake the ordeal of continuing her journey through the jungle.Page 119
Wait for me here a moment while I take from the Arab's body the wallet that he stole from me," and Werper stepped quickly to the dead man's side, and, kneeling, sought with quick fingers the pouch of jewels.Page 134
Then six husky blacks carried the body out into the clearing where the camp stood, and deposited it in a shallow grave.Page 141
The Belgian officer, success having crowned his efforts, was in good humor, and inclined to chaff his prisoners about the ease with which they had been captured; but from Tarzan of the Apes he elicited no response.Page 146
A sentry halted abruptly, straining his eyes into the gloom.