The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-01-08
cContinuedJ eHAPTER XII.
The Jungle Toll.

 TAARLY the following morning
 Tarzan awoke, and the first
 thought of the new day, as the
 last of yesterday was of the wonderful writing which lay hidden in his qulver.
 Hurriedly he brought 1t forth. hop ing against hope that he could read what the beautiful white girl had writ ten there the preceding evening
 At the hrst giace he suffered the bit ferest disappointment of his whole life. He was baEaed by strange. uncouth Characters the like of which he had never seen beforel Why, they even tipped in the opposite direction from all that he had ever exE mined either sn printed books or the difficult script of the few letters he had found " For twenty minutes he pored over them. when suddenly they commenced to take familiar though distorted ehapes An, they were his old friends, but badly crippled!
 Then he began to make out word here and word there. His heart leaped for joy. He could read 1t, and he Woulds
 In another half hour he was pro- Eressfng rapidly, and, but for an ex- cepttonal word now and again he found tt very plain sailing
 Here is what he read:
 west coast Of Africa about 10 degrees south latitude tso MT. Clayton says9
 Febnary s(21, 1909. Dearest Hazel-1t seems foolish to write you a letter that you may never see, but sxperiences since we sailed from Europe snn the i'll fated Arrow.
 If we never return to cfvf1fzation as now seems only too likely, this will at |Innm hr-ia rrf he es1ye1 which led up to our fate, whatever if may be. M As you know, we were supposed to have <set out upon scientific expedition to the Exougo- Papa was presumed to ntertain -Foxne w0ndroas theory of an unthinkab1e ancient civilization. the remains of which lay buried somewhere in the Kengo val Hey But after we were well under sail the truth came out
 It seems that an old bookworrn wa1o has ia book and curb shop in Baltimore dis Hcovered betsseen the leaves of a very old Spanish mamuscript letter written fn 1750 detailing the adventures of a crew oi sSpafn to South America with vast treas lure Of t'dcubloons'' and pieces of eight; ' T suppose. for they certainly sound weird f The writer had been one of the crew and the letter was to his son. who was al the time the letter was written master ol 'a Spanish fnerchantman-
 Many years had elapsed since the events s.the letter narrated had trsnspired, and the old man had become respected citizen o1 an obscure Spanish town. but the love o1 gold was stIn so strong, 1pon him that hs <-rfsked all to acq1aint his son with tht means of attaining fabulous wealth fol them both.
 The writer told how when but q. weel out from Spain the crew had n1utinied an6 murdered every officer and man who op posed them They defeated their owr ends by this very act, for there was none l1eft competent to navigate a ship at sea. They were blown hither and thither fo, two months until, sick and dying of scur, EI1Ts Starvation and thirst. they had beer wrecked a small isIet.
 The ga1leon was washed high upon the beach. where she went to pieces. but not before the survivors, who numbered but ten souls, had rescued one of the great chests of treasure.
 This they buried well upon the island and for three years they lived there ir constant hope of being rescued.
 One by one they sickened and died urifi E crly one man was left. the writer Of the The men had built ia boat from the zWrscl<age of the galleon5 but, having nc idea where the island was located, they mad not dared to put to sea-
 When all were dead except himself. how swer. tke awful loneliness weighed upon khs mind of the sole survivor that be NMutd endure it no longer and, choosing W risk death upon the open sea raxner thar madness on the lonely isle, he set rmn Tn his little boat after nearly -s-= nf solitude taf
 mlkhin a week in the track of the Bnanish merchantmen plying between the West Indies and Spain and was picked up by one of these vessels homeward bound. The story he told was merely one of mn1pwreck in which all but a few had per lshed, the balance, except himself, dying after they reached the island He. did not p,ention the mutiny or the chest of buried treasure
 The master of the merchantrnan as- lmured him that from the position at which they picked him up and the prevailing rTfndn for the past week he could have