Bisbee daily review., 1914-06-17

80 Tdrzan Knew n6t the authors ol the scent were west of him Mixed with the man scent was the scent Of Numa Man and lionl "I had better hasten." thought the ape-man for be had recognized the scent of whites 'Numa may be a-hunting'
 When he came through the trees to the edge of Che jungle be saw @ wo man kneeling in prayer and before her stood a wild, primitive looking white man, his face buried in his arms. Be hind the man a mangy lion was ad- vancing slowly toward this easy prey The mans face was averted; the wo- mans bowed i'm prayer He could not see the features Of either.
 Already Numa was about to spring There was not a second to spare. Tar gan could not even unsing his bow and it an arrow in time to send one of his deadly poisoned shafts into the vel low hide He wns too far away to reach the beast fin time with his knife. There was but a single hope-a lone alternative. And with the quiclness of thought the ape-man acted.
 A brawny arm flew back-for the briefest fraction of an instant a huge spear poised above the giants shoulder and then the mighty arm shot out and swift death tore through the in- teryening leaves. Co bury itself in the heart of the leaping lion. Without a sound he rolled over at the very feet of his intended victms-dead.
 For a moment neither the man nor the woman moved Then the latter opened her eyes to look with wonder upon the dead beast behind her com panion. As that beautiful head went up Tarzan of the Apes gave a gasp of incredulous astonishment Was he mad? It could not be the woman he loved! But indeed, it was none other
 And the woman rose and the man took her in his arms to kiss her, and of a sudden tbe 8pe-man saw red through a bloody mist of murder, and the old scar upon his forehead burned scarlet against his brown hide.
 There was a terrible expression upon his savage face as he fitted a poisoned shaft to his bow. An ugly light gleam- ed in those gray eyes as he sighted full at the back of the unsuspecting man beneath him.
 For an instant he glanced along the polished shaft drawing the bowstring far back, that the arrow might pierce through the heart for which it was aimed
 But he did not release the fatal mes senger. Slowly the point of the arrow dropped. the scar upon the brown fore head faded the bowstring relaxed and Tarzan of the Apes with bowed head turned sadly into the jungle toward the village of the WazirL
 For several long minutes Jane Porter and William Cecil Clayton stood silent ly looking at the dead body of the beast whose prey they had so narrowly escaped becoming,
 The girl was the first to speak again after her outbreak of impulsive avowal.
 "Who could it have been?" she whis- pered.
 God knows~ was the mans only reply.
 If it is a friend, why does he not show himselfF' continued Jane. Wouldn't it be well to call out to him ' and at least thank him| | Mechanically Clayton did her bid ding, but there was no response.
 Jane Porter shuddered. "The mys- terious jungle" she murmured "The terrible jungle! It renders even the manifestations of friendship terify- ing"
 We had best return to the shelter, said Clayton. You will be at least a little safer there l am no protection whatever" he added bitterly
 Do not say that William, she has tened to urge. acutey sorry for the wound her words had caused You have done the best you could You have been noble and self sacrificing and brave. It is no fault of yours that . you are not a superman There is only one other man have ever known who could have done more than you. My words were ill chosen in the excite ment of the reaction. l do not wish to wound you. All that I wish is that we may both understand once and for all that l can never marry you-that such a marriage would be wicked"
 "l think ] understand,' he replied k "Let us not speak of it again-at least Y until we are back in civilization" ' fWl no Ul-sf-rrnTe