had only to cast his eyes upon the brownish-red stains that caked
the stone altar and covered the floor in its immediate vicinity, or to
the human skulls which grinned from countless niches in the towering
The priestess led the victim to the altar steps. Again the galleries
above filled with watchers, while from an arched doorway at the east
end of the chamber a procession of females filed slowly into the room.
They wore, like the men, only skins of wild animals caught about their
waists with rawhide belts or chains of gold; but the black masses of
their hair were incrusted with golden headgear composed of many
circular and oval pieces of gold ingeniously held together to form a
metal cap from which depended at each side of the head, long strings of
oval pieces falling to the waist.
The females were more symmetrically proportioned than the males, their
features were much more perfect, the shapes of their heads and their
large, soft, black eyes denoting far greater intelligence and humanity
than was possessed by their lords and masters.
Each priestess bore two golden cups, and as they formed in line along
one side of the altar the men formed opposite them, advancing and
taking each a cup from the female opposite. Then the chant began once
more, and presently from a dark passageway beyond the altar another
female emerged from the cavernous depths beneath the chamber.
The high priestess, thought Tarzan. She was a young woman with a
rather intelligent and shapely face. Her ornaments were similar to
those worn by her votaries, but much more elaborate, many being set
with diamonds. Her bare arms and legs were almost concealed by the
massive, bejeweled ornaments which covered them, while her single
leopard skin was supported by a close-fitting girdle of golden rings
set in strange designs with innumerable small diamonds. In the girdle
she carried a long, jeweled knife, and in her hand a slender wand in
lieu of a bludgeon.
As she advanced to the opposite side of the altar she halted, and the
chanting ceased. The priests and priestesses knelt before her, while
with wand extended above them she recited a long and tiresome prayer.
Her voice was soft and musical--Tarzan could scarce realize that its
possessor in a moment more would be transformed by the fanatical
ecstasy of religious zeal into a wild-eyed and bloodthirsty
executioner, who, with dripping knife, would be the first to drink her
victim's red, warm blood from the little golden cup that stood upon the
As she finished her prayer
By dancing.Page 11
Nor was it long before there.Page 16
And when they cut long stakes, sharpened at their upper ends, and set them at intervals upright in the bottom of the pit, his wonderment but increased, nor was it satisfied with the placing of the light cross-poles over the pit, or the careful arrangement of leaves and earth which completely hid from view the work the black men had performed.Page 20
Fruits, berries, and tender plantain found a place upon his menu in the order that he happened upon them, for he did not seek such foods.Page 23
Backward and downward he went toward the sharpened stakes in the bottom of the pit.Page 27
Closer and closer he edged about, following the movements of the twisting, scuffling combatants.Page 38
He had learned that in the many combinations in which he found them they spoke in a silent language, spoke in a strange tongue, spoke of wonderful things which a little ape-boy could not by any chance fully understand, arousing his curiosity, stimulating his imagination and filling his soul with a mighty longing for further knowledge.Page 39
He was not quite sure, however, since that would mean that God was mightier than Tarzan--a point which Tarzan of the Apes, who acknowledged no equal in the jungle, was loath to concede.Page 51
Tarzan knew that Teeka was peculiarly fearful of this silent, repulsive foe, and as the scene broke upon his vision, it was the action of Teeka which filled him with the greatest wonder, for at the moment that he saw her, the she-ape leaped upon the glistening body of the snake, and as the mighty folds encircled her as well as her offspring, she made no effort to escape, but instead grasped the writhing body in a futile effort to tear it from her screaming balu.Page 58
He found pleasure in watching the ungainly antics of Duro, the hippopotamus, and keen sport in tormenting the sluggish crocodile, Gimla, as he basked in the sun.Page 68
His great sorrow was yet too new and too poignant to be laid aside even momentarily.Page 83
The putrid old man would kill him and eat him, for the goats would never be forthcoming.Page 91
Bukawai leaped to his feet.Page 121
Cold sweat stood out from every pore, there was a great sickness at the pit of Tarzan's stomach.Page 128
Later he might return to his own tribe and submit to the will of the hairy brute he had attempted to dethrone; but for the time being he dared not do so, since he had sought not only the crown but the wives, as well, of his lord and master.Page 133
Shortly before he reached them he heard a great commotion ahead of him--the loud screams of shes and balus, the savage, angry barking and growling of the great bulls.Page 145
They could not understand him or his ways, for with maturity they quickly forgot their youth and its pastimes.Page 151
And as Rabba Kega turned, a lithe figure shot outward and downward from the tree above upon his broad shoulders.Page 171
And all the time the combatants came closer and closer to one another.