Bisbee daily review., 1914-01-27

fTTe Fd1nny SlIe Tedrd 1t-Tlfe weJrT beating of the little heart.
 Tenderly she bore him back through the inky jungle to where the tribe lay. and for many days and nights she sat guard beside him. bringing him food and water and brushing the flies and other insects from his cruel wounds
 Of medicine or surgery the poor thing knew nothing. She could but lick the wounds. and thus she kept them cleansed, that healing nature might the more quickly do her work.
 At first Tarzan would eat nothing. but rolled and tossed in a wild deliri. um of fever All he craved was water. and this she brought him in the only way she could. bearing it in her own mouth.
 No human mother could have shown more unsellsh and sacrificing devotion than did this poor wild brute for the little orphaned waif whom fate had thrown into her keeping.
 At last the fever abated. and the boy commenced tO mend. No complaint passed his tight set lips. though the pain of his wounds was eXcruciating.
 A portion of his chest was laid bare 10 the ribs, three of which had been broken by the mighty blows of the gorilla: one arm was nearly severed by the giant fangs, and great piece had been torn from his neck, exposing his jugular vein, which the cruel jaws had missed but by miracle.
 After what seemed an eternity to the little sufferer he was once more able to walk, and from then on his re- cOvery was rapid, so that in another month he was as strong and active as ever.
 During his convalescence he had gone over fin his mind many times the battle with the gorilla, and his first thought was to recover the wonderful little weapon which had transformed him from hopelessly outclassed weakling to the superior of the mighty terror of the jungle.
 Also he was anxious to return to the cabin and continue his investigations of the wondrous contents.
 So early one morning he set forth alone upon his quest. After a little search he located the clean picked bones of his late adversary, and close by, partly buried beneath the fallen l leaves, he found the knife. now red with rust from its exposure to the dampness of the ground and from the dried blood of the gorilla. He did not like the change in Its for mer bright and gleaming surface. but 1t was still a formidable weapon and one which he meant to use to advan- tage whenever the opportunity present ed itself He had in mind that no more would he run from the wanton attacks of old Tublat,
 In another moment he was at the cabin. and after q short time had again thrown the latch and entered. His first concern was to learn the mechanism or | the lock. and this he did by examining it closely, while the door was open so that he could learn precisely what caused it to hold the door and by what means 1t released at his touch. He found that he could close and lock the door from within, and this he | did so that there would be no chance of his being molested while at his in yestlgatlons.
 He commenced a systematic search of the cabin; but his attention was soon riyeted by the books which seemed to exert strange and powerful influence over him, so that he could scarce attend | to aught else for the lure of the won drous puzzle which their purpose pre- scented to him.
 Among the other books were a primer. some child's readers. numerous picture books and a great dictionary. All of these he examined; but the pic lures caught his fancy most. though the strange little bugs which covered the pages where there were no pic lures excited his wonder and deepest thought.
 In his hands was primer opened at picture of little ape similar to himself but covered. except for hands and face, with strange colored fur for sp?h sG.thought the jacket and trous-
 (To be Continued.)