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*I do not understand." said Clayton,
"Whom do you menur
"Ee who has snved mull of us -who
saved me from the gorilla"
"Ohl" cried Clayton. hi surprise. "It
Was he who lessened you? Von have
not told me anything of your !nivel)•
ture, don't you know. Tell me; do."
"But the woodman," she urged.
"Elave you not seen him? When we
heard the shots in the jangle, vet"
faint and far away, he left me. We
had just reached the clearing, and he
hurried off in the direction of the fight-
ing. I know he went to aid you."
Her tone was altnost pleading, her
manner tense with suppressed emotion.
Clayton could not hut notice it, and he
Wonderec'l vaguely why she was so
deeply moved, so anxious' to know the
whereabouts of this strange creature.
He didnot suspect the truth, for bow
could he?
In his breast, unknown to himself,
was implanted the first germ of jeal-
ousy and suspicion of the ape man to
whom he owed his life.
"We did not see him," he replied
quietly. "He did not join us. Posse
by he joined his own tribe, the men
who attacked us."
Efe dld not know why he had said it,
for he did not believe it. But love is a
see...grange master.
e'gr- The girl looked at him wide eyed or
a moment.
"No" she exclaimed vehemently,
much too vehemently, he thought, "It
eould not be. They were negroes.' He
le 2:white man -and a gentleman!"
Clayton was a generous and chival.
rous man, but something in the erre
"11e is only a beast of tho jungle,
Miss Porter."
defense of the forest man stirred him
to unreasoning jealousy, so that for the
instant he forgot all that he owed to
this wild demigod, and he answered
her with a half sneer upon his lip.
"Poesibly you are right, Miss ?on
ter," he said, "but I do not think thni
any of us need worry about our carries
eating acquaintance. The chances UN
that he is some half demented cast
away who will forget as more quick
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jungh‘, Mies Porter."
The girl did not answer, but she fell
her heart shrivel .within her. A.ngei
and eate.against one we love steel out
hearts, but contempt or pity leaves135
silent and ashamed.
CHAPTER XVII.
Left In the Jungle.
LOWLY ,Jane turned and walle
ed back to the cabin. She tried
to imugine her wood god by hen
side in the saloon of an oceax
Meer. She saw him eating with his
hands, tearing his food like a beast oi
prey and wiping his greasy fingers
upon his thighs. She shuddered.
She saw him as she introduced him
to lier friends -uncouth, illiterate, a
boor-eud she winced.
She had reached her room now, and
as she sat upon the edge of her bed cd
ferns and grasses, with ono hand rest.
Ing upon her rising and falling bosom,
she felt the hard outlines of the man'a
locket beneath her waist.
She drew it out, holding it in the
palm of her hand for a moment with
tear blurred eyes bent upon it. Then
she raised it to her lips and, crushing
It there, buried her face in the soft
ferns, sobbing.
"Beast?" she murmured. "Then
heaven make me a beast, for, man ox
beast, I am yours:"
She did not see Clayton again that
day. Esmeralda brought her supper to
her, and she sent word to her father
that she was suffering from the reac-
tion following her adventure.
The next morning Clayton left early
with the relief expedition in search of
Lieutenant d'Arnot. There were 200
armed men this time, with ten officers
and two surgeons and provisions for
O week.
They carried bedding and hammocks,
the latter for transporting their sick
and wounded..
It was a determined and angry com-
pany -a punitive expedition as well as
one of relief. They reached the scene
of the skirraish of the previous expedi-
tion shortly after noon. for they were
now traveling a known trail, and no
time was lost in exploring.
teem there on the elephant trail led
straight to Mbonga's village. It was
but 2 o'clock when the head of the col-
umn halted upon the edge of the clear-
ing.
In a few minutes the villag,e street
was filled with armed men fighting in
no inextricable tangle. The revolvers,
carhines and cutlasses of the French-
men crumpled the native spearmen
and struck down the black archers
with their bolts half drawn.
Soon the battle turned to a wild rout
:Intl then to grim massacre, for the,
Preneh sailors hnd seen bits of D'Ar,
reefs uniform upon severe:I of the black
warriors \vim opposed them.
They spared the children and those
ut the women whom they were not
forced to kill in self defense, but when
et length they stopped, panting, blood
covered and sweating, it was because
there lived to eppose them no single
werrior of all the savage village of
M bonga.
enrefully they ransacked every but
uiitl vorner of the village, but no sign
ot Darnot could they find. They
questioned the prisoners by signs.
Only excited gestures and expressions
ot feat' mild they obtain in response
to their inquiries vont-ming their fel-
low.
A t length all hope left them, and
they ;weltered to camp for the night
within the village.
The prisoners were herded into three
huts. where they were he:telly guard-
ed. Sentries were posted at the barred
gates, and linnlly the village was wrap-
ped In the silence of 'slumber except
for the wailing of the native women
for their dead.
The next morning they set mit upon
the return march, Their original inten-
tion had been to burn the village. but
this idea was abandoned. and the prigs
oilers were left behind. weeping and
moaning. but With roofs to eover them
and a palisade for refuge front the
beasts of the jungle.
Slowly the expedition retraced its
steps of the preceding day. Ten load-
ed hammocks rettirded its pave. le
eight of them ley the more serlOusly
wounded, While two swung beneath
the weight of the deed.
Clayton and Lieutenent Charpentier
brought up the rear of the Column, the
Englishman silent in respect for the
Other's grief. for D'Arnot and Charpen-
tier had been inseparable since boy -
hoed.
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was ()elle late when they reached
the cabin by. the beach. The dead and
wounded men were tenderly placedip
C°Prrightt 1412, bY tbe Freed( A.
muosou owpostay.
boats and rowed silently toward the
cruiser.
Clayton, exhausted from his five
days of laborious marching through
the jungle and from the effects of his
two battles with blacks, turned to-
ward the eabin to seek a mouthful of
food and then tho eompnrative ease of
his bed of grasses after two uights in
the jungle.
By the cabin door stood Jane Porter.
"The poor lieutenant?" she asked.
"Did you find no trace of hirer
"We were too late. Miss Porter," he
replied sadly.
'led! nue-ev hat had Ileppened?" she
asked.
"I cannot, Miss Porter, It is too hor-
rible."
She thought of what Clayton had
said of the forest man's probable relit-
tionship to this tribe.
To him, too, suddenly came the
thought of the forest man. The strange
jealousy he hod telt two days before
swept over him olive wore.
sudden brutality that was unlike
tili» blurted out:
"When your forest god left you he
Wati doeteless hurrying to the feast."
Ile was sorry ere the words were•
!Token. though In. (11(1 not know how
cruelly (hos had „tit tin, gin [1 Is
!'e-
gret was for his baseless disloyalty to
311e who lied saved the !Ives of every
member of his party nor over offered
harm ti'
The girl's head went high.
•"I'llere Nada be hot 0110 suitable re -
p11' (11 yonr assert bin." she said icily.
"arid I regret that I am not 44 man that
I might make it."
She turned mtickly and entered the
co Id 11.
Clayton was 00 Eit:411s1111111 11. so the
girl Iluti paesect quite out of sight be-
fore be deduced what reply a man
would have made.
"Upon my word." he said ruefully.
"she ealled me liar. And I faney I
deserved it. I'd better go to bed."
But before he did so he ennell gently
to Jane Porter upon the opposite side
tif the sailcloth partition, for he wish-
ed to apoiogize, but he might as well
bare addressed the sphinx. Then lie.
wrote upon 0 pit -To of paper and shored
It beneath the partition.
Jane Porto' SIM' the little note and
tenured it, for she was very angry rind
nine and mortified, hut she was a wo-
man, and so eventually she picked it
op and read it. it sold:
My Dear Miss Porter—1 had no reason
to insinuate what I did. My only excuse
is that my nerves must be unstrung, which
is no excuse at all
Pleafte try to think that I did not.say
It. ram very sorry. I would not have
hurt you above all others in the world.
Say that you forgive nie.
WM. CNCII, CLAYTON.
"Ile did think it or he never wonid
have said It," reasoned the girl. "But
it cannot be true. I know ft is not
true!"
One sentenee in the letter frightened
her -"I would uot bave hurt you above
all others In the world."
A week ago that sentence would
have filled her with delight. Now it
aepressed her.
She wished she had never met Clay-
ton. She was sorry that she had ever
seen the forest god --no, she was glad
And there was that other note she had
found in the grass before the cabin the
day after her return from the jungle,
the kwe note signed by Tarzan of the
apes.
Who could be this new suitor? If
he were another of the wild denizene
of this terrible forest, what might he
not do to clahn her?
* * * * *
When D'Arnot regained conscious-
ness be found himself lyieg upon a bed
of soft ferns and grasses beneath a
little A. Shaped shelter Of houghs.
At his reet an Opening looked out
anon a greensward, and at ir little dia.
tanee beyond was the dense wall of
Jungle and forest.
Ile was very lame find sore and
weak, and as full consciousness re-
turned he felt the sharp torture 01
many cruel wounds and the dell Itch
Ing of every bone and Muscle in his
body as a result of the hideous heating
he had received.
The incessant hum of the StIngle
the rustling of millions of leaves, OE
,buzz of insects, the voices of the birdt
and monkeys seemed blended Into a
strangely soothing per, as thottgli bs
lay apart, far from the myriad lift
that surrounded hini and whose Sounds
eatne to him only faintly.
At length he fell into slumber, not
did he awake /main until afternoon
Looking through the opening at his
feet, he saw the Ogure of ta man Squat
tIng on his haunches.
The breed, intiscular back was tarn.
ed toward hitt; but tanned thettgli ti
Was, D'Arnot SIM that it was the
WO of a White man, and he thanked
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lien ven,
The Prenellilifin vamp() mint's. Thf
1101 11 turned and. rising, came towart 1
the shelter. Elie ewe 1(118 very hand
some. the handsomest. thought D'A.r
not. that he had ever seen.
Stooping. be erawied into the slieltei
beside the wounded officer and pitret
a cool hand upon Itis forehead.
D'Arnot spoke to him In Freneh. bob
tile man only shook his head -sadly, 11
seemed to the Frenehinau.
Then D'Arnot tried Engle*, but still
the man shook hie head. 1 b Ilan, Snell
ish and German brought eiluilar dis
couragement.
After examining D'Arnot's wonnth
the inati left the shelter anti (limp.
peered. In half an hour be was ban
with fruit and a hollow. gourdlike veg.
.etable tilled with water.
D'Arnot drank and ate a little. Sud
denly the man hastened front the shel.
ter, only to retnrn a few minutes later
with several pieces of bark and -won.
der of wonders -a lead pencil.
Squatting beside D'Arnot, be wrote
for a minute •on the smooth Irmo
surface of the bark; then he handed 11
to the Frenchman. D'Arnot read:
I ani Tarzan of the apes. Who are youi
Can you read this ianguage
D'Arnot eagerly seized the pencil;
then he stopped. This strange mac
wrote English. Evidently he was ar
Englishman.
"Yes," said D'Arnot, "I read Eng
lish. I speak it also, Now we may
talk. First let me thank you for all
that you have done for me."
The man only shook his head and
pointed to the pencil and the bark.
"Mon Dieu?" cried D'Arnot. "If you
are English, why is it then that you
cannot speak English?'
And then in a flash it came to bhp -
the man was a mute, possibly a deal
mute.
So D'Arnot wrote a message on the
bark in English:
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Rcketi Ier
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>elute I had it holf gone I found relief.
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the 1.1! ent %vim v 1‘.e1chas's. 1401 1
a Flue of 1 1) LIO rituttin 581
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p,t "Nr.r. w)) h Jane. l'ortor by sigos
This lo 1111,1 time I have spoken unit
80111110 $4 ill% hind throuph written weills
1 rnot wee mystified. It seemed
itieredilde that there lived mem the
earth 11 intl erolial nuin N'110 had never
spoken with a fellow Man awl still
111),11. pr(lls.sterotis that suet) 11 01)0
eueld read and write.
lie looked again at Tarentes 0108,
1311'W— "8X(.1 -pt orit•e ‘Vith ,Inne Por
ter." That was the Auterleati girl who
had been carried into the juteae by a
gorilla.
A sudden light commenced to dawn
on D'Arnot This, then, was the "go-
rilla," Ile seized the pencil and wrote:
Where is Jane Porter?
And Terme replied below:
Back with her people in the cabin cd
Tarzan of the apes.
D'Arnot wrote:
She Is not dead, then? Where was she?
What happened to her?
Tarzan answered:
She Is not dead. She was taken by Ter -
hos to be his wife. Taman of the apes
took her away from Terkoz and killed
him before he could harm her.
None in all the Jungle may face Tarzan
of the apes in battle and live. I am Tar-
zan of the apes, mighty tighter.
D'Arnot wrote:
1 am glad she is safe. It pains me to
write. I will rest v.while.
And then Tarzan:
y,,s, rem, when you aro well 1 shall
take you back to your people.
For many days D'Arnot lay upon his
bed of soft ferns. The second day a
fever bad mine. and D'Arnot thought
that it menu infection and he knew
tbEnItet
ll(8111;)1113T1aiaiLP;in and indicated by
signs tnat he mend write, and when
Tarzan had fetched the bark and pen-
cil D'Aniot wrote:
Can you go to my people and lead them
here? I will write a message that you
may take to them, and they will follow
you.
Taman shook his bead and, taking
the bark, wrote:
thought of that the first day, I dared
not. The great apes come often to this
spot. If they found you her wounded
and alone they would kill .you.
D'Arnot turned on his side and
closed his eyes. fle did not wish to
die, but he telt that he was going, for
the fever wee, mounting higher and
higher. net uight he lost conscious-
nero.r three days he was In delirium,
and Tarznn set beside him and bathed
his head and bands and washed his
wo cls.
On the fourth day the fever broke as
suddenly as it had come, hut it left
D'Arnot a shadow or his former sell
mid very weak. Tarzau had to lift him
that he might drink from the gourd.
The fever bad not been the result of
Infection, tts D'Aruot had thought, but
one of those dant commonly attack
whites in the Strugles or Africa and ei.
they kill or leave ttem as suddenly as
D'Arnot's had left him
Two days after they sat beneath the
shade of a great tree, and Tarzan
found some smooth bark that they
might converse.
D'Arnot wrote:
What can I do to repay you for all that
you have done for me?
Tarzan wrote in reply:
Teach me to speak the language of
men.
And so D'Arnot commenced at once,
pointing out familiar objects and re-
peating their names iu French, for be
thought that it would be easier to
teach this man his own language, since
he understood it himself best of all.
It meant nothiug to Tarzan, Of
course, for he could not tell one lan-
guage from another, so when he point-
ed to the word "man" which he had
printed upon a piece of bark he learn-
ed from D'Arnot that It was pronounc-
ed "homme." and in the saline way he
was taught to pronounce ape "singe"
and tree "arbre."
He was a most eager student and in
two more days had mastered so much
French that he could speak little sen-
tences sueli as "That ie a tree," "This
is grass," "I am hungry," and the
like. but D'Arnot found that it was
difficult to teach him the. French con-
struction upon a foundation of Eng-
lish.
rio viie•
CHAPTER XVIII.
Lost Treasure.
ON the third day after the fever
broke Tarzan wrote a message
asking D'Arnot if he felt strong
enough to be carried back to
the cabin. Tarzan was as anxioilS to
go as D'Arnot, for he longed to see
Jane Porter again.
It had been hard Ser him to remain
with the Frenchman all these days.
That he had done so spoke more glow-
ingly fer his tiobility of character than
even dicl his rescuireg of the French
officer frem Mbonga's clutches.
D'Arnot wrts only too wining to at-
tempt the journey.
"Bet you cannot carry me all the
distatace through this tangled forest,"
he wrote.
Tamen tattered.
"Mais out," he said, and D'Arnot
laughed aloud to hear the phrase that
he used so often glide from Tarzau's
tongue.
So they set out, D'Arnot marveling,
as had Clayton and &tee Porter, at
the wondrous strength and agility 01
the ape man.
Midafternoon brought there to the
clearing, and as Taman dropped to
earth from the brtuiches of the last
tree his heart leaped and "bounded
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No one was in sight withoot the cab-
in. D'Arnot was perplexed to note
that neither the eruieer nor the Arrow
was at anchor in the bay.
An atmosphere of loneliness peeved -
ed the spot sehich caught suddenly at
both men as they strode toward the
cabin.
Tarzan lifted tiae latch and pushed
the great door in upon its wooden
hinges. It was as they had feared.
The cabin was deserted.
The men turned and looked at one
another, D'Arnot knew that his peo-
ple thoeeht him dead, but Taman
thought fully of the woman who had
kissed Wm in love and now had tled
from him while he was serving, one of
her people.
A great bitterness rose in his heart,
Ile would go away, far into the jungle,
and join his tribe. Never wonld he
see one of his own kind again, nor
could he bear the thought of returuing
to the cabin. '
And the Frenchman, D'Arnot, what
of him? He could get along as Taman
iineli t. ad rift ani•
gon-e
here alone."
Far to the east Tarzan of the apes
was speeding through the middle ter-
race bach to his tribe. Never had he
traveled with such reckless speed.
He passed o.bove the sinnous, striped
body of Sabor, the tiger, going in the
opposite direction -toward the cabin..
thought Tarzan.
What could D'Arnot do against se -
bon or if Bolguni. the gorilla, shouter'
cruel Suhpeoenh?tul' or Numa, the lion, or
eltae
Taman !mused in his flight.
"What are you, Tarzan?" he aslte&
aloud, "an ape or a man?
"12 you are an ape you will do mat
tilkineduptoesdWie0Uinkltdbo-e ojnngle iateitorsnyloteu4aL.
your whim to .go eleewbere.
"if you are a man you will return tar
protect your kind. Yon will not run,ii
away from one of your own people
be-
etIlise one of them has run away frOn3(
you."
D'Arnot closed the cabin door. Hetf;
was very nervous. Even brave men--
D'A nun tens 44 brave mati-are
Sometime,: frightened by solitude. ,
fie tondo(' 11110 Of the rarbines and
played it within easy reavh. Then be
weld to the desk and took up the un-
sealed Iptter ttddressed to Taman.
Possibly it contained word that his
people had but left the beach tempo-
rarily. De felt that it would be no
breach of ethics to read this letter, so
he took the inclomure from the envel-
ope and read:
To Taman of the Apes:
'e thank you for the use of your cabin
and are sorry that you dirl not permit us
the pl.asure of seeing and thanking you
In per-3on.
Wo have harmed nothing, but have ben
many things for you which may add to
iyonoutriyhome.et,mfot and safety here in your
lf you Imew the strange white man who
saved our lives so many times and brought
us food and if you ran converse with hiul
thank him also for his kindness.
We sail within the hour, never to re-
turnbut we wish you and that other
jungle friend to know that we shall al-
ways thank you for what you did tot
strangers on your shore and that we
should have done Infinitely More to re-
ward you both had you given us tho op-
portunity. very respectfully.
WM.. CECIL CLAYTON
;To be Continued)
oNo, 1 shall not go, nor should you."
had. Tamen did not want to see him
more. lie wanted to get away from
everything that tnight remind bim of
.Tane Porter.
As Tarzan stood upon the threshold
brooding D'Arnot had entered the cab-
in, Many comforts he saw that had
been left behind.
He recognized numerous articles
from the crniser-a camp oven, Some
kitchen utensil% a carbine and many
rounds of ammunition, canned foods,
blankets, two (emirs and a cot and
several books and periodicals, mostly
American. 'They must intend return-
ing," thought D'Arnot.
Be milked Over to the table that
John Clayton had built so mum years
before to serve as a desk, and on it he
saw two notes addressed to Tarzan of
the apee.
One was in a strong Maseuline hand
and was unsealed. The other, in a
woman's band, wits sealed.
"Here are (WO messages 2�r ye%
Tarzan of the apes," cried D'Arnot,
turning toward the door, but his cono.
panion was net there.
D'Arnot walked to the door and look.
NI out. Tamil was nowhere in sight.
Ile 01111ed aloud, blit there was no re-
sponse.
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