The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-01-13
TARTAN OF THE APES
  By EDGAR RICE
 BURROUGHS
Copyright, 1912, by the Frank A.
 Mnnsey Company

bel? Some new creature of torture and destruction doubtless.
 D.Arnot waited His eyes never left the face of the advancing man. The frank, clear eyes did not waver beneath his fixed gaze.
 DArnot was treasured, but still without much hope, though he felt that that face could not mask a cruel heart
 Without . word Tarzan of the apes. cut the bonds which held the French man Weak from suffering and loss of blood, he would have fallen but for the strong arm that caught him. He felt himself lifted from the. ground
 There was a sensation as of flying, and then he lost consciousness.
 When dawn broke upon the little camp of Frenchmen in the heart of the Jungle it found a sad and disheart- ened group.
 As soon as it was light enough to see their surroundings Lieutenant Char. peatier sent men in groups of three in several directions to locate the trail, and in ten minutes 1t was found, and the expedition was hurrying back to- ward the beach.
 It was slow work, for they bore the bodies of six dead men, two more hav- ing ssaecumbed during the night, and several Of those who were wounded required support to move even very slowly.
 Charpentaer had decided to return to camp for re-enforcements and then make an attempt to track down the natives and rescue DArnot
 It was late in the afternoon when tue exhausted men reached the clear ing by the beach, but for two of them the return brought so great a happi- ness that all their suffering and heart breaking grief were forgotten on the instant
 As the little party emerged from the Jungle the first person that Professor Porter and Ceci1 Clayton saw was Jane Porter standing by the cabin door.
 With a little cry of joy and relief she ran forward to greet them, throw ing her arms about her fathers neck and bursting into tears for the first time since they had been cast upon this hiaeous and adyenturous shore
 Professor Porter, buryfng his old face in the girls shoulder, sobbed like a urea cn1AQ.
 Jane Porter led him toward the cab in, and the French1nen turned toward the beach from which several sof their fellows were advancing to meet them.
 Clayton, wishing to leave father and daughter alone. Joined the sailors and remained talking with the officers un- cruiser, Whither Lieutenant Charpen- tier was bound to report the unhappy outcome of his adventure
 Then Clayton turned back slowly toward the cabin. His heart was filed with happiness. The woman he loved was safe.
 As he approached the cabin he saw her coming out. When she saw him she hurried forward to meet him.
 stJaner' he cried. s.Heaven has been good to us indeed. Tell me how you escaped what form Providence took to save you for-us. 's
 He had never before called her by her given name Forty-eight hours be- fore it would have sufused Jane Por- fer with soft glow of pleasure to hear that name from Clayton's lips. 5 Now it frightened her. {
 .'Mr. Clayton" she said quietly, ex- tending her hand, first let me thank you for your loyalty to my father. He has told me how noble and self sacri. dcing you have been- How can we ever repay you?''
 Clayton noticed that she did not re- turn his familiar salutation, but he felt no misgivings on that score. She had been through so much. This was no time to force his love upon her, he quickly realized.
 am oIrosa fl Toraa he l9TI6rhpf7 stJust to see you and Professor Porter both safe well and together again
 The girl bowed her head There was question she wanted to ask.
 'sWhere is the forest man who went to rescue you? Why did he not re- turn ?,'
 ssI do not understand ; said Clayton. fsWhom do you mean?'
 tsHe who has saved each of us-who saved me from the gorilla"
 @Ohp' cried Clayton, in surprise 4sIt was he who rescued you2 You have not told me anything of your adven- cure, dou't you know. Tell me; do."
 But the woodman,'' she urged. Have you not seen him? When we heard the shots III the jungle. very faint and far away, he left me. We had just reached the clearing and he hurried off in the direction of the fight ing. I know he went to aid you Her tone was almost pleading, her manner tense with suppressed emotion. Clayton could not but notice it, and he wondered vaguely why she was so deeply moved, so anxious to know the wherea bouts of this strange creature. He did not suspect the truth, for how could he?
 In his breast, unknown to himself. was implanted the first germ of jeal- ousy and suspicion of the ape man to whom he owed his life. 'eWe did not see him." he replied quietly. .eHe did not join us. Possi- b1y he joined his own tribe, the men who attacked us.''