Devils Lake world., January 14, 1915, Image 2

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She lionrd
arzan
siiMimi.
behind her. Willi slici
Ihm.-ii
sound
-l she s|nui!i
to lier feet and linm-il i.i t'm.-e ht_*r end.
There stood T:ir/,:iu. liis .inns liih'O
with ripe Hiid liiw i.i'!,
Jane Porter I-I»«-IH| :iu-i would Imve
fallen, lu( T:irr:ni. li iji -i:i^r his Imr
flen. caught: licr in !ii: :tniw. She did
not lose ooitsi'ioiisihv..-,. Ii::t eliiui! to
him, Rlmdderlim ami !ri-m11ilnvr.
Tnrzim of the H|ivs slnkeil her soft
hair and fried to ouii' iit :uid (jniet her
aa Kali) had him is little ape
he had
liy Snhnr. the
tiger, or Ilislah. (tic .- ii•)I:--.
Onee lie (tressed ins ii lightly u|ion
her forehead, and -ilie .lid not move,
but closed her \ps and *i»U)ud.
She could not. tn.ily.-• ner feuliugs,
nor did she wish .11tempt it. She
was satisfied to lit" id'ety of those
Btroug HruiH Hint i(-M- future to
fate.
As phe thou^lii if :li •ii rangeness of
It there comim-n to iwn upon her
the realization tint slihad possibly
learned Buiiietliiii^ -iti. had never
known liefere lm" Mi /.indiTed anil
then Kiniled.
Still smiling, sli jnusiied Turzan
gently awu.v. Mini, imkint at him with
a half (juiv.zit :it v11»m that made
her face wholly "iiImii
:j.
ed to (he frutt upon
she point­
(In-
around and
feealed herself upon t.ii.i -ilge of the
earthen draui of tin- .iniliropoids.
Tarzan quickly sjattieied up the fruit
and, liringiiiK it, laid !!. at her feet,
and then he, tot, sttl ujion the drum
beside her «nd wtlh hit knife proceed
ed to open and |r-pur" the various vi
ands for her mc-nl.
Together and lit sileuri they ate, oe
caslonall.v Htefllin« sty glances at one
another, until finaliy Urn- Porter broUe
into a merry I m.ili in which Tarzan
joined.
"I tvisli y.Hi .s|i-l: ISnglish," said the
girl.
Tarzau shook his livid. and an ex
pression of wi.stlul and pathetic long
ing sobered his hmghlni' iyes.
Tarzuu had lung since reached a de
cision as to whaf hi: future procedure
should he. lie liml tiad time to recol
lect, all that lie Imd read of the ways
of men and women in the books at the
catin. lie would »•(. an he imagined
the men In the Im.iUs would have acted
were they In his (it 1.
Again lie rose and went into the
trees, but fiisl tic tried explain by
means of signs Hint lie would return
shortly, and he did so urell that .lane
Porter understood and wuri nut afraid
vrhen he had gone Soon he returned
with great armful it in inches.
Then he went hi.-!: agaiu into the
Jungle aud iu a few minutes reappear
ed with a quantity soft grasses and
ferns. Two more trips he made until lie
had quite a pile of material at hand.
Then he spread the ferns and grasses
upon Hie urmiiiil iu a sett. Hat lied, and
above it lie leaned many branches to
gether so that they meta few feet over
its center, l.'pon these ho spread lay
ers of huge leaves of the great ele
phant's ear. and with more branches
and more leaves h" dosed one end of
tile little shelter lie had built.
Then they sat down together again
upon the edge of the drum and tried to
talk by signs.
The magnificent diamond locket
which hung about Tarzan's neck had
been 11 source of much wonderment to
.lane Porter. She pointed to it now.
and Tar/.an removed it aud handed it
fo her.
She saw that it was the work of a
skilled artisan and that the diamonds
were of great brilliancy and superbly
set. but the cutting of them denoted
that they were of 11 former day.
She noticed that the locket opened,
and, pressing the hidden clasp, she saw
the two halves spring apart to reveal
In either section an ivory miniature.
One was of a beautiful woman, and
the other might have been the likeness
of the man who sat beside her except
for a difference of expression that was
scarcely detinable.
She looked up at Tarzan to find him
leaning toward her. gazing on the min
iatures with an expression of aston
ishment. He reached out his hand for
the locket aud took it away from her,
examining the likenesses within with
unmistakable Signs of surprise and new
interest.
His manner clearly denoted that he
had never before seen them nor Imag
ined that the locket opened.
This fact caused Jane Porter to In
dulge in still more speculation, and It
taxed her Imagination to picture how
this beautiful ornament came Into the
possession of a wild and savage crea
ture of the unexplored jungles of Af
rica.
Still more wonderful, how did it con
tain the likeness of one who might be
a brother or. more likely, the father
of this woodland demigod, who was
even ignorant of the fact that the
locket opened
Tarzau was still gazing with flxlty
at the two faces. Presently he remov
ed the quiver from his shoulder and,
emptying the arrows upon the ground,
reached into the bottom of the bag
liUe receptacle and drew forth a flat
object wrapped in many soft leaves
and tied with bits of long grass.
Carefully he unwrapped it, removing
layer- after layer of .leaves until at
length hei lifeld a photograph in his
haml.'.'*'
Pointing* to the niiniatiire of the man
within the locket, he handed the photo
graph to Jane l'orter, holding the open
locket beside it.
The photograph only served to puz
zle the girl st'U more, for it was
evidently another likeness of the same
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man whose picture rested In the locket
beside that of the beautiful young
woman.
Tarzan was looking at her with an
expression of puzzled bewilderment In
his eyes as she glanced up at him. He
seemed to be framing a question with
his Hps.
The girl pointed to the photograph
and then to the miniature and then to
him, as though to indicate that she
thought the likenesses were of him.
but he only shook his head, and then,
shrugging his great shoulders, he took
the photograph from her and, having
carefully rewrapped it, placed It again
In the bottom of Ills quiver.
For a few moments he sat In silence,
his eyes bent upon the ground, while
.Tane Porter held the little locket In
her hand, tuilfng it over and over In
an endeavor to timl some further clew
that might lead to the identity of Its
original ownei
At length a simple explanation oc
curred to her.
The lor-kef had belonged to Lord
Greyatbke. The MBfenesses were those
of blm and Lady Alice. This wild
creature bad simply found it In the
cabin by the beach. But to account
for the strange likeness between Lord
Greystoke and this forest god—that
was quite beyond her, and it is not
strange that she did not imagine that
this savage was indeed an English no
bleman.
At length Tarzan looked up to watch
(he girl as she examined the locket
She noticed that he was watching
her, and, thinking that he wished his
ornament again, she held it out to him.
He took It from her, and, taking the
chain in his two hands, he placed it
about her neck, smiling at her expres
sion of surprise.
Jane Porter shook her head vehe
mently and would have removed the
golden links from about her throat, but
Tarzan would not let her. Taking her
hands in his, he held them tightly to
prevent her.
At last she desisted and with a little
laugh raised the locket to her lips and.
rising, dropped him a little courtesy.
Tarzan did not know precisely what
she meant, but he guessed correctly
that It was her way of acknowledging
the gift, and so he rose, too, and, tak
ing the locket in his hand, stooped
gravely like some courtier of old and
pressed his lips upon it where hers had
rested.
It was a stately and gallant little
compliment, performed .with. the grace
and dignity of utter unconsciousness
of,.self. It was the hall mark of his
aristocratic birth.
It was growing dark now, and so
they ate again of the fruit which was
both food and drink for them, and then
Tarzan rose and, leading Jane Porter
to the little bower he had erected, mo
tioned her to go within.
For the first time In hours a feeling
of fear swept over her, and Tarzan
felt her draw away as though shrink
ing from him.
To reassure her Tarzan did the only
thing he knew. He removed his hunt
ing knife from its sheath and handed,
it to her hilt first, again motioning her
Into the bower.
The girl understood, and, taking the
long knife, she entered and lay down
upon the soft grasses, while Tarzan of
the apes stretched himself upon the
ground across the entrance.
And thus the rising sun found them
in the morning.
When Jane Porter awoke, slowly the
circumstances of her position crept
one by one into her mind. Then a
great wonderment rose in her heart, a
mighty wave of thankfulness and
gratitude that, though she had been in
such terrible danger, yet she was tin
harmed.
She moved to the entrance of the
shelter to look for Tarzan. He was
gone. But this time no fear assailed
her, for she knew that he would re
turn.
In the grass at the entrance to her
bower she saw the Imprint of his body
where he had lain all night to guard
her. She knew that the fact that he
had been there was all that had per
mitted her to sleep in such peaceful
security.
She looked up to see his lithe form
drop softly from a nearby tree. As he
caught her eyes upon him his face
lighted with that frank and radiant
smile that had won her confidence the
day before.
As he approached her Jane Porter's
heart beat faster and her eyes bright
ened as they had never done before at
the approach of any man.
He had again been gathering fruit,
which he laid at the entrance of her
bower. Once more they sat down to
gether to eat.
Jane Porter commenced to wonder
what his plans were. Would he take
her back to the beach, or would he
keep her here? Suddenly she realized
that the matter did not seem to give
her much concern. Could it be that
she (lid not care!
She could not understand it. Her
reason told her that she should be torn
by wild anxieties. Instead, her heart
was singing.
When they had finished their break
fast Tarzan went to her bower and
recovered his knife. Motioning her to
follow. Tarzan walked toward the trees
at the edge of the arena and, taking
her In one strong arm, swung to the
branches above.
The girl knew that he was taking her
back to her people, and she could not
understand the sudden feeling of sor
row which crept over her.
For hours they swung slowly along.
Tarzan of the apes did not hurry.
He tried to draw out the sweet pleas
ure of that journey with those dear
arms about his neck as long as possi
ble, and so he went far south of the
direct route to the beach.
Several times they halted for brief
rests, which Tarzan did not need, and
at noon they stopped for *n hour at a
little brook, where they quenched their
thirst and ate.
It was nearly sunset when they came
to the clearing, and Tarzan. dropping
to the ground beside a great tree, part
ed the tall jungle grass and pointed
out the little cabin to her.
She took him by the hand to lead
him to it. that she might tell her father
that this man had saved her from
worse than death: that he had watched
over her as carefully as a mother.
But again the timidity of the wild
thing in the face of human habitali'm
swept over Tarzan of the apes. Ili
drcw back, shaking his head.
The girl came close to him. lonkin-r
up with pleading eyes. Somehow s'e
could not bear the thought of his goiirv
back into the jangle alone.
Still he shook his head, and tinalh
he drew her to him very gently a:
stooped to kiss her, but first he looked
!nto her eyes and waited to
From far In the distance came the
faint sound of many guns.
Tarzan and Jane Porter raised their
heads. From the cabin came Mr. Phi
Innder and Esmeralda. From where
Tarzan and the girl stood they could
not see the two vessels lying in the
harbor.
Tarzan pointed toward the sounds,
touched his breast and pointed again.
She understood. He was going, and
something told her that it was because
he thought her people were In danger.
Again he kissed her.
"Come back to me," she whispered.
"I shall wait for you—always."
He was gone, and Jane Porter turn
ed to walk across the clearing to the
cabin.
Mr. Philander was the first to see
her.
"Janer he cried. "Jane Porter!
Bless me!"
He scrambled to his feet and rushed
toward her. He could not believe that
it was she and aHve.
"Bless me! Where did you come
from? Where in the world have you
been? How"—
"Mercy, Mr. Philander," interrupt
ed the girl, "I never can remember so
many questions."
"Well, well," said Mr. Philander.
"Bites me! I am so filled with sur
prise and exuberant delight at seeing
you safe and well again that I scarcely
know what I am saying, really. But,
come, tell me all that has happened to
you."
CHAPTER XVI,
The Village of Torture.
AlS
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the little expedition of sailors
tolled through the dense jun
gle searching for signs of
Jane Porter the futility of
their venture became more and more
apparent, but the grief of the old man
and the hopeless eyes of the young
Englishman prevented the kind heart
ed D'Arnot from turning back.
He thought that there might be a
bare possibility of finding her body or
the remains of it, for he was positive
that she had been devoured by some
beast of prey.
It was slow work. Noon found them
but a few miles inland. They halted
for a brief rest then, and after pushing
on for a short distance farther one of
the men discovered a well marked
trail.
It was an old elephant track, and
D'Arnot, after consulting with Profes
sor Porter and Clayton, decided to fol
low it.
The path wound through the jungle
in a northeasterly direction, and along
it the column moved in single file.
Lieutenant d'Arnot was in the lead
and moving at a quick pace, for the
trail was comparatively open. Imme
diately behind him came Professor
Porter, but as he could not keep pace
with the younger man D'Arnot was a
hundred yards in advance when sud
denly a half dozen black warriors rose
about him.
D'Arnot gave a warning shout to
his column as the blacks closed on him,
but before he could draw his revolver
he had been pinioned and dragged Into
the jungle.
His cry had alarmed the sailors, and
a dozen of them sprang forward past
Professor Porter, running up the trai)
to their officer's aid.
They did not know the cause of his
outcry, only that it was a warning of
danger ahead.
They had rushed past the spot where
D'Arnot had been seized when a spear
In an Instant They Were
if
she were pleased or If she wouHl rf
pntse him.
Just an Instant the girl hesitated,
and then she realized the truth, and,
throwing her arms about his neck, she
drew his face to hers and kissed him—
unashamed.
"I love you—I love you," she mur
mured.
In a Hand to
Hand Fight.
hurled from the jungle transfixed one
of the men. and then a volley of ar
rows fell among them.
Raising their carbines, they fired into
the underbrush in the direction from
which the missies had come.
By this time the balance of the party
had come up. and volley after volley
was fired toward the concealed foe.
It was these shots that Tarzan and
Jane Porter had heard.
Lieutenant Charpentier. who had
been bringing up the rear of the col
umn, now came running to the scene
and on hearing the details of the am
buscade ordered the men to follow
Mm and plunged into the tangled
vege
tation.
In an instant they were In a hand
to hand fight with some fifty black
warriors of Mbonga's village. Arrows
and bullets flew thick and fast
Queer African knives and French
gun butts mingled for a moment in
savage and bloody duels, but soon the
natives fled into the jungle, leaving
the Frenchmen to count their losses.
Four of the twenty were dead, a doz
en others were wounded, and Lieoten
|nt d'Arnot was missing. Night was
falling rapidly.
There was but one thing to do—make
camp where they were until daylight.
This work was not completed until
long after dark, the men building a
huge fire in the center of the clearing
to give them light to work by.
When all was as safe as could be
made from the attack of wild beasts
and savage men Lieutenant Charpen
tier placed sentries about the little
camp, and the tired and hungry men
threw themselves upon the ground to
sleep.
The groans of the wounded, min
gled with the roaring and growling of
the great beasts, kept sleep except in
Its most fitful form from the tired
eyes. It was a sad and hungry party
that lay through the long night pray
ing for dawn.
The blacks who had seized D'Arnot
had not waited to participate In the
fight. They hurried their prisoner
along, the sounds of battle growing
fainter and fainter as they drew away
from the contestants until there sud
denly broke upon D'Arnot's vision a
good sized clearing, at one end of
which stood a thatched and palisaded
village.
A cry went up within the palisade.
A great throng of women and children
rushed out~to meet th£ party.
And then began for the French offi
cer the most terrifying experience
which man can encounter upon earth—
the reception of a white prisoner into
a village of African cannibals.
They fell upon D'Arnot tooth and
nail, beating him with sticks and
stones and tearing at him with claw
like hands. Every vestige of clothing
was torn from him, and the merciless
blows fell upon his bare and quivering
flesh.
But not once did the Frenchman cry
out in pain. A silent prayer rose that
he be quickly delivered from his tor
ture.
The death he prayed for was not to
be so easily had. Soon the warriors
beat the women away from their pris
oner.
He was to be saved for nobler sport
than this, and. the first wave of their
passion having subsided, they content
ed themselves with crying out taunts
and insults and spitting upon him.
Presently they gained the center of
the village. There D'Arnot was bound
securely to the great post from which
no live man had ever been released.
A number of the women scattered to
their several huts to fetch pots and
water, while others built a row of fires
on which portions of the feast were to
be boiled.
The festivities were delayed, await
ing the return of the warriors who had
remained to engage in the skirmish
with the white men, so that it was
quite late when all were in the village
and the dance of death commenced to
circle around the doomed officer.
Half fainting from pain and exhaus
tion.' D'Arnot watched what seemed
but a vagary of delirium or some hor
rid nightmare from which he must
Boon awake. He. closed his eyes and
held his teeth firm set. He would not
cry out.
(Continued In next week's lame)
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