Bisbee daily review., 1914-03-01

D Arnot looked long and earnestly at his companion.
 "rarzan." he said at length. 'it Is impossible that the ape. Kala. was your mother You are pure man and. l should say. the offspring of highly bred and intelligent parents Have you not the slightest clew to your pastT Not the slightest" replied Tarzan. No writing in the cabin that might have told something of the lives of its original inmatesy"
 Il have read everything that was in the cabin with the exception of one book. which know now to be written fin a language other than English. Pos sibly you can read it."
 Tarzan fished the little black diary from the bottom of his Quiver and handed 1t 10 his companion.
 D'Arnot glanced at the title page. Tt is the diary of John Clayton, Lord Greystoke. an English nobleman, and it Is written in French" he said. D'Arnot read it aloud. Occasionally his voice broke, and he was forced to stop reading for the hopelessness that spoke between the lines.
 often he glanced at Tarzan. but the ape man sat upon his launches like carven image. his eyes fixed upon the ground
 Only when the little babe was men, toned did the tone of the diary alter from the habltual note of despair which had crept into 1t by degrees after the first two months upon the shore.
 Then the passages were tinged with a subdued happiness that was even sadder than the rest
 One entry showed an almost hopeful spirit:
 Today our little boy is six months old He has grabbed my pen in hisi chubby fist and with his ink begrimed little fin- gers has placed the seal of his tiny fin- ger prints upon the page.
 Upon the margin of the page were the partially blurred imprints of four wee fingers and the outer half of the thumb
 When D'Arnot had finished the diary the two men sat in silence for some minutes
 Well. Tarzan of the apes. what think you?" asked D'Arnot- "Does not this little book clear up the mystery of your parentage? You are Lord Grey stoke"
 Tarzan shook his head
 ''The book speaks of but one child" he replied Its skeleton lay fin the crib where it died crying for nourish. ment. from the first time l entered the cabin until Professor Porters party buried it. with its father and mother, beside the cabin"
 week later the two men came sud denly upon a clearing in the forest.
 In the distance were several build ings surrounded by a strong palisade. Between them and the inclosure stretched a cultivated field in which a number of negroes were working.
 Tarzan started straight across the field. his head high held and the trop- ical sun beating upon his smooth, brown skin.
 Behind him came D'Arnot, clothed in some garments which had been dis carded ct the cabin by Clayton when the officers of the French cruiser had fitted him out in more presentable fashion.
 Presently one of the blacks looked up and. beholding TarZan striding to- ward him. turned. shrieking. and made for the palisade.
 In an instant the air was filled with cries of terror from the fleeing garden CTS. but before any had reached the palsade a white man emerged from the inelosure rifle in hand. to discover the cause of the commotion.
 D'Arnot cried loudly to him:
 DO not firel We are friends"
 Halt. thenw was the reply.
 "Stop. Tarzan" cried D'Arnot halt. ing the ape man in his tracks.
 He thinks We are enemies"
 Tarzan dropped into walk. and together he and D'Arnot advanced to- ward the white man by the gate.
 The latter eyed them in puzzled be- wilderment
 What manner of men are you?" he asked in French.
 White men," replied D'Arnot. We have been lost in the jungle for long time"
 'T am Father Constantin of the French mission here" said the other, q am glad to welcome you"
 ''Thls Is NJ. Tarzan. Father Con stantin." replied D'Arnot, indicating the ape man. and as the priest extend ed his hand to Tarzan D'Arnot added And am Paul d'Arnot of the French navy"
 Father CoDstantin took the hand which Tarzan extended in imitation oi the priests act. while the latter took fin the superb physique. and handsome