The Kennewick courier-reporter. [volume] (Kennewick, Wash.) 1914-1938, 1914-04-30

impulse was to swim clear Of the ship
and possible danger from her propel-
lers He knew whom to thank for his
present predicament. and as he lay i'm
the sea, just supporting himself by a
gentle movement of his hands. his
chief emotion was one of chagrin that
ne had been so easily bested by Eokoff.
He lay thus for some time. watching
the receding and rapidly diminishing
lights of the steamer without 1t ever
once occurring to him to call for help.
He never had called for help in his
life. and SO 1t is not strange that he did
not think of 1t now. Always had he de-
pended upon his own prowess and re-
sOurcefulness. nor had there ever been
since the days, Of Kala any to answer
an appeal for succor. When it did &C.
cur to him II was too late. There was.
thought Tarzan. possible one chance
In q hundred thousand that he might
be picked up and an even smaller
chance that he would reach land, so he
determined that to combine what slight
chances there were he would swim
slowly In the direction Of the coast
the ship might have been closer in than
he had known.
His strokes were long and easy-it
would be many hours before those
giant muscles would commence to feel
fatigue. As he swan, guided toward
the east by the stars, he noticed that
he felt the weight of his shoes. and
so he removed them. His trousers
went next, and he would have remov-
ed his coat at the same time but for
the precious papers in it's pocket. To
reassure himself that he still had them
he slipped his hand in to feel. but to
his CONSERVATION they were gone.
Now he knew that something more
than revenge had prompted Rokon to
pitch him overheard. The ape-man
swore softly and let his coat and shirt
sink into the Atlantic. Before many
hours he had Invested himself Of his
remaining garments and was swim
ming easily and unencumbered toward
the east.
The flrst faint evidence Of dawn was
paling the stars ahead of him when
the dim outlines Of low lying black
mass lOomed up directly In his track.
A few strong strokes brought him to
its side-it was the bottom of wave
washed derelict Tarzan clambered
upon 1.-THE would rest there until day
light at least. He curled up upon the
slimy timbers and was soon asleep.
The heat Of the sun awoke him early
In the forenoon. His flrst conscious
sensation was Of thirst, which grew
almost to the proportions Of suffering
with full returning consciousness. but
a moment later 1t was forgotten in the
1oy of two almost simultaneous discov-
cries. The first was mass Of wreck
age noating beside the derelict, in the
midst Of which, bottom up, rose and
fell an overturned lifeboat The other
was the faint. dim line Of far distant
shore showing on the horizon in the
east.
Tarzan dove into the water and
swan around the wreck to the life
boat. The cool ocean refreshed him
almost as much as would q draft OF
water. 30 that It was with renewed
vieor that he brought the smaller boat
alongside the derelict and after many
herculean efforts succeeded In drag.
cling 1t on to the Shiny ships bottom
There he righted and examined It
The boat was quite sound and q mo
ment later noated upright alongside
the wreck. Then Tarzan selected sew.
eral pieces Of wreckage that might an
swer him as paddles and presently was
making good Roadway toward the TAI
OF shore.
It was late In the afternoon by tn
time he came close enough to d1st1n
guish objects on land or to make on
the contour Of the shore line. Befor'
him lay what appeared to be the en-
trance to q little. landlocked harbor
The wooded point to the north wa
strangely familiar. Could 1t be posi-
BILE that fate had thrown him up
the very threshold of his own belove'
fungIe! But as the bow Of his boat en-
tered the mouth Of the harbor the Las
shred Of doubt was cleared away. 10
there before him upon the farthe
shore. under the shadows of his prime
val forest, stood his own cabin-buil
before his birth by the hand or d
long dead father. John Clayton. Lor
Greystoke.
with long sweeps Of his giant mu.
cles Tarzan sent the little craft speed
ing toward the beach. Its Prov ma
scarcely touched when the ape-ma
leaned to shore-his heart beat fast
tov and exultation as each long faml
Tar object came beneath his rov1n
eyes-the cabin. the beach. the nttl
brook, the dense jungle. the black, IN
penetrable forest. The myriad pro
IN their brilliant plumage; the gorgeou
tropical blooms upon the festoone
creepers falling in great loops from tn
giant trees.
Tarzan Of the Apes had come IN!
his nwn again. and that all the worl