was devoted to the various
crimes which had turned peaceful Oakdale inside out in the past twenty
four hours. There were reproductions of photographs of John Baggs,
Reginald Paynter, Abigail Prim, Jonas Prim, and his wife, with a large
cut of the Prim mansion, a star marking the boudoir of the missing
daughter of the house. As Bridge examined the various pictures an
odd expression entered his eyes--it was a mixture of puzzlement,
incredulity, and relief. Tossing the paper aside he turned toward The
Oskaloosa Kid. They could hear the sullen murmur of the crowd in front
of the jail.
"If they get any booze," he said, "they'll take us out of here and
string us up. If you've got anything to say that would tend to convince
them that you did not kill Paynter I advise you to call the guard and
tell the truth, for if the mob gets us they might hang us first and
listen afterward--a mob is not a nice thing. Beppo was an angel of mercy
by comparison with one."
"Could you convince them that you had no part in any of these crimes?"
asked the boy. "I know that you didn't; but could you prove it to a
"No," said Bridge. "A mob is not open to reason. If they get us I shall
hang, unless someone happens to think of the stake."
The boy shuddered.
"Will you tell the truth?" asked the man.
"I will go with you," replied the boy, "and take whatever you get."
"Why?" asked Bridge.
The youth flushed; but did not reply, for there came from without a
sudden augmentation of the murmurings of the mob. Automobile horns
screamed out upon the night. The two heard the chugging of motors, the
sound of brakes and the greetings of new arrivals. The reinforcements
had arrived from Oakdale.
A guard came to the grating of the cell door. "The bunch from Oakdale
has come," he said. "If I was you I'd say my prayers. Old man Baggs is
dead. No one never had no use for him while he was alive, but the whole
county's het up now over his death. They're bound to get you, an'
while I didn't count 'em all I seen about a score o' ropes. They mean
Bridge turned toward the boy. "Tell the truth," he said. "Tell this
The youth shook his head. "I have killed no one," said he. "That is the
truth. Neither have you; but if they are going to murder you they can
murder me too, for you stuck to me when you didn't have to; and
Nearly all night he moved across Kilimanjaro's foothills, tracking by instinct an unknown way, for he guessed that what he sought would be found on some wooded slope higher up than he had come upon his other recent journeys in this, to him, little known country.Page 38
The beasts of the jungle who saw them took one look and fled.Page 44
The break in the German lines had followed the clearing of a section of their left-flank trenches of native soldiers by Tarzan and Numa,.Page 67
"While Tarzan was yet a balu he slew a Bolgani.Page 70
What a brute of a man he must have been and what a glorious tale of battle and kaleidoscopic vicissitudes of fortune must once have been locked within that whitened skull! Tarzan stooped to examine the shreds of clothing that still lay about the bones.Page 79
in return for their hospitality.Page 81
She fought and cried aloud for Usanga and at the same instant the entrance to the hut was darkened by the form of a man.Page 82
He began to wonder what they were doing to her and where they were taking her.Page 92
They seemed to know that his ammunition was exhausted, for they circled close about him now with the evident intention of taking him alive, since they might easily have riddled him with their sharp spears with perfect safety to themselves.Page 98
Would one of your men accord any better treatment to an enemy woman?" "Yes," she exclaimed.Page 104
"I have escaped them before," replied Tarzan, "and I have seen others escape them.Page 114
Beside him walked Zu-tag, the great ape, and behind them strung the surviving anthropoids followed by Fraulein Bertha Kircher and Lieutenant Harold Percy Smith-Oldwick, the latter a thoroughly astonished and mystified Englishman.Page 137
Again and again the plane circled above the meadow.Page 140
The natural caution that is inherent to all creatures of the wild had deserted him.Page 154
The effect of the noise upon Numa seemed but to enrage him further, and with a horrid roar he sprang for the author of the new and disquieting sound that had outraged his ears.Page 182
The close-set blazing eyes, the snarling fanged face, and the frightful screams filled her with horror, while the brutal and wanton attack upon the wounded man aroused within her the spirit of protection for the weak that is inherent in all women.Page 194
At home we were all familiar with talking parrots who repeated the things that they were taught to say, but these parrots are different in that they all talk in the same language that the people of the city use, and they say that the monkeys talk.Page 195
If legend may be credited, their forebears--a little handful of men and women who came from somewhere out of the north and became lost in the wilderness of central Africa--found here only a barren desert valley.Page 228
now removed the outer garments from the dead man, and Smith-Oldwick was hastily drawing them on over his own clothing.Page 239
Down went the Xujan, his face bitten away by one snap of the powerful jaws of Numa of the pit.