The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1914-07-30

this dismal way when he was attract
ed by screams and cries for help from
the third floor Of an opposite building.
The voice was a woman's. Before the
echoes OF her first cries had died Tar.
IAN was bounding up the stairs and
through the dark corridors to her res
We.
At the end OF the corridor on the
third landing a door stood slightly ajar.
and from within Tarzan heard again
the same appeal that had lured him
from the street. Another instant found
him in the center OF a dimly lighted
room. An oil lamp burned upon a high.
old fashioned mantel, casting its dim
rays over a dozen repulsive figures.
All but one were men. The other was
a woman Of about thirty. Her face,
marked by low passions and dissipa-
ton. might once have been lovely. She
stood with one hand at her throat,
crouching against the farther wall.
Help. monsieur" she cried In a low
voice as Tarzan entered the room;
they were killing me-"
AS Tarzan turned toward the men
about him he saw the crafty. evil faces
Of habitual criminals. He wondered
that they had made no effort to escape.
A movement behind caused him 20
turn. Two things his eyes saw. and
one of them caused him considerable
w~onderment. A man was sneaking
stealthily from the room, and in the
brief glance that Tarzan had OF him
he saw that it was Rokoff.
But the other thing that he saw was
OF more immediate interest. 1t was n
great brute of a fellow tiptoeing upon
him from behind with a huge bludgeon
in his hand. and Their as the mar and
his confederates saw hat he was dis
covered there was a concerted rush
upon Tarzan from all sides. Some Of
the men drew knives, others picked up
chairs. while the fellow with the bludg-
con raised 1t high above his head in n
mighty swing that would have crushed
Tarzan's head had 1t ever descended
Upon it
But the brain and the agility and the
muscles that had COPIED with the
mighty strength and cruel craftiness
Of SAILOR and Numa In the fastness Of
their savage jungle were not to be so
easily subdued as these apaches Of
Paris had believed.
Selecting his most formidable antago-
mist, the fellow with the bludgeon. Tar
1nn ohio rnaA Full unnn him IndDinn tho
falling weapon and catching the a
a terrific blow on the point of the chin
that felled him in his tracks. Then he
turned upon the others. This was
sport. He was reveling in the Joy of
battle and the lust Of blood.
At the end of the corridor without
stood Rokoff. waiting the outcome of
the affair. He wished to be sure that
Tarzan was dead before he left, but 1t
was not a part Of his plan to be one Of
those within the room when the muir.
der occurred.
The woman still stood where she had
when Tarzan entered. but her face had
undergone q number OF changes with
the few minutes which had elapsed.
From the semblance OF distress which
1t had worn when Tarzan first saw 1t
ii had changed to n OF craftiness
as he had wheeled to meet the attack
from behind; but the change TarZan
had not seen.
Later an expression Of surprise and
then one of horror superseded the 9th
ers. And who may wonder. For the
immaculate gentleman her cries had
lured to what was to have been his
death had been suddenly metamor-
phosed into a demon of revenge. In
stead Of soft muscles and a weak re-
~sistance she was looking upon a veri-
table Hercules gone mad.
Mon Dieu" she cried. HE is a
BEAST for the strong. white teeth of
the ape-man had found the throat Of