with terror as the most hideous possibilities of the girl's
fate suggested themselves to him out of his knowledge of the customs of
The days dragged their weary lengths along, but at last he had
sufficiently regained his strength to crawl from the shelter and make
his way unaided to the ground. Now he lived more upon raw meat, for
which he was entirely dependent on Akut's skill and generosity. With
the meat diet his strength returned more rapidly, and at last he felt
that he was fit to undertake the journey to the village of the blacks.
Two tall, bearded white men moved cautiously through the jungle from
their camp beside a wide river. They were Carl Jenssen and Sven
Malbihn, but little altered in appearance since the day, years before,
that they and their safari had been so badly frightened by Korak and
Akut as the former sought haven with them.
Every year had they come into the jungle to trade with the natives, or
to rob them; to hunt and trap; or to guide other white men in the land
they knew so well. Always since their experience with The Sheik had
they operated at a safe distance from his territory.
Now they were closer to his village than they had been for years, yet
safe enough from discovery owing to the uninhabited nature of the
intervening jungle and the fear and enmity of Kovudoo's people for The
Sheik, who, in time past, had raided and all but exterminated the tribe.
This year they had come to trap live specimens for a European
zoological garden, and today they were approaching a trap which they
had set in the hope of capturing a specimen of the large baboons that
frequented the neighborhood. As they approached the trap they became
aware from the noises emanating from its vicinity that their efforts
had been crowned with success. The barking and screaming of hundreds
of baboons could mean naught else than that one or more of their number
had fallen a victim to the allurements of the bait.
The extreme caution of the two men was prompted by former experiences
with the intelligent and doglike creatures with which they had to deal.
More than one trapper has lost his life in battle with enraged baboons
who will hesitate to attack nothing upon one occasion, while upon
another a single gun shot will disperse hundreds of them.
Heretofore the Swedes had always watched near-by their trap, for as a
rule only the stronger bulls are thus caught, since in
Then I'll see that yer gover'ment's notified where you be an' they'll soon send a man-o'war to fetch ye off.Page 13
"Hundreds of thousands of years ago our ancestors of the dim and distant past faced the same problems which we must face, possibly in these same primeval forests.Page 14
" "Ah, John, I wish that I might be a man with a man's philosophy, but I am but a woman, seeing with my heart rather than my head, and all that I can see is too horrible, too unthinkable to put into words.Page 27
Had they known that the child had seen thirteen moons before it had come into Kala's possession they would have considered its case as absolutely hopeless, for the little apes of their own tribe were as far advanced in two or three moons as was this little stranger after twenty-five.Page 33
Upon the bed lay a similar gruesome thing, but smaller, while in a tiny cradle near-by was a third, a wee mite of a skeleton.Page 35
Of course he had never before seen print, or ever had spoken with any living thing which had the remotest idea that such a thing as a written language existed, nor ever had he seen anyone reading.Page 37
She could but lick the wounds, and thus she kept them cleansed, that healing nature might the more quickly do her work.Page 38
During his convalescence he had gone over in his mind many times the battle with the gorilla, and his first thought was to recover the wonderful little weapon which had transformed him from a hopelessly outclassed weakling to the superior of the mighty terror of the jungle.Page 41
There were many breaks in his education, caused by the migratory habits of his tribe, but even when removed from his books his active brain continued to search out the mysteries of his fascinating avocation.Page 57
His desire to kill burned fiercely in his wild breast, but his desire to learn was even greater.Page 69
Quickly he unslung his bow and fitted a well-daubed arrow, and as Sabor sprang, the tiny missile leaped to meet her in mid-air.Page 80
A quick jerk drew it taut.Page 104
Philander, "and," he added, "I think we should thank the party.Page 115
He could read it, and he would.Page 127
To Jane the strange apparition of this god-like man was as wine to sick nerves.Page 152
may come to us.Page 159
He called aloud but there was no response.Page 184
" Without a word the girl turned and left the room.Page 191
"Don't," she remonstrated.Page 193
"Do you wish this to live?" he asked in surprise.