The Kennewick courier-reporter. [volume] (Kennewick, Wash.) 1914-1938, 1914-04-30

before his people had come many long
marches from the north. how once they
had been great and powerful tribe
and how the slave raiders had wrought
such havoc among them with their
death dealing guns that they had been
reduced to mere remnant of their
former numbers and power.
'They hunted us down as one hunts
fierce beast" said Busuli There
was no mercy In them. When II was
not slaves they sought 1t was ivory.
but usually it was both. Our men
were killed and our women driven
away like sheep. We fought against
them for many years. but our arrows
and spears could not prevail against
the sticks which spit fire and lead and
death to many times the distance that
our mightiest warrior could place an
arrow. At last when my father was q
young man. the Arabs came again. but
our warriors saw them from q long
way OF, aud ChOwambi. who was chief
then. told his people to gather up their
belongings and come away with him
that he would lead them far to the
south until they found spot to which
the Arab raiders did not come.
And they did as he bid. carrying all
their belongings. including many tusks
Of ivory. For months they wandered.
suffering untold hardships and priva-
tons. for much of the way was
through dense Jungle and across
mighty mountains. but finally they
came to this spot, and. although they
sent parties farther on to search for
an even better location. none has ever
been found"
"And the raiders have never found
you here?" asked Tarzan.
'About year ago a small party Of
Arabs and Manyuema stumbled upon
Us. but we drove them OF. killing
many. For days we followed them,
stalking them for the wild beasts they
are. picking them OF one by one until
but handful remained. but these es-
capped u.s."
As Busuli talked he fingered heavy
gold armlet that encircled the glossy
hide of his left arm. Tarzan's eyes
had been upon the ornament, but his
thoughts were elsewhere. Presently he
recalled the question he had tried to
ask when he first came to the tribe
the question he could not at that time
make them understand. For weeks he
had forgotten so trivial thing as gold.
for he had been for the time truly
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today. But of sudden the sight Of
gold awakened the sleeping civilization
that was in him, and with it came the
lust for wealth. That lesson Tarzan
had learned we'll In his brief expert
ence Of the ways of civilized man. He
knew that gold meant power and
pleasure. He pointed to the bauble.
From whence came the yellow met
al, Busuli," he asked.
The black pointed toward the south
east.
"a moons march away - maybe
more" he replied.
''Have you been thereY' asked Tar
xan.
mo, but some Of our people were
there years ago. when my father was
yet a young man. One of the parties
that searched farther for a location for
the tribe when first they settled here
came upon a strange people who wore
many ornaments Of yellow metal.
Their spears were tipped with 1t, as
were their arrows. and they cooked In
vessels made all of solid metal like my
armlet.
''They lived in a great village In huts
that were built of stone. and surround
ed by great wall. They were very
fierce. rushing out and falling upon our
warriors before ever they learned that
their errand was peaceful one. Our
men were few in number. but they
held their own at the top of little
rocky hill. until the fierce people went
back at sunset into their wicked city.
Then our warriors came down from
their hill. and after taking many orna-
ments Of yellow metal from the bodies
of those they had slain they marched
back out Of the valley. nor have any
Of US ever returned.
They are wicked people. neither
white like you or black like me. but
covered with hair as Is Rolgani. the
gorilla. Waxiri. our chief. was there"
replied Busuli. HE was q very young
man thon"