The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-01-09

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 At heart lie was an arrant coward, which isstiae way with bullies among apes as well as among men, so he did not remain to fight and die, but tore himself away from them as quickly as he could and fled into the sheIteEing boughs of the forest.
 Two more attempts he made to re join the tribe, but on each occasion he was Set upon and driven away. At last he gave itsup and turned, foaming with ra ge and hatred, into the jungle.
 It was in this state of mind that the horrible manlike beast, swinging from tree to tree, came suddenly upon two women Tn the jungle.
 He was right above them when he discovered them. The first intimatfon Jane Porter had of his presence was when the great hairy body dropped to the earth beside her and she saw the awful face and the snarling, hideous mouth thrust within foot of her.
 One piercing scream escaped her lips as the brute's hand clutched her arm. Then she was dragged toward those awful fangs which yawred at her throat. But ere they touched that fair skin another mood claimed the anthro- poid
 M The tribe had kept his women He must find others to replace them. This hafrless white ape would be the first of his new household
 He threw her roughly across his broad shoulders and 1eaped back into the trees, bearing Jane Porter away toward fate thousand times worse than death
 Esmera1da.s scream had mingled with that of Jane Porter; then, as was Esmeraida's manner under stress of emergency which required presence of mind, she swooned
 The scream that brought Clayton and the two older men stumbling through the undergrowth led Tarzan of the but it was not Esmeraida in whom his interest centered
 For a moment he scrutinized the ground below and the trees above until the ape that was in him by virtue of training and environment, combined with the intalI ggencej that was his by right of birth. told his woodcraft the whole story as plainly as though he had seen the thing happen with hIs own eyes
 Instantly he was gone again into the 1 swayfng trees. following the high fung spoor which no other human eye could have detected, much less translated.
 Almost silently the ape man sped On in the track of Terkoz and his prey, but the sound of his approach reached the ears of the fleeing beast and spur red it on to greater speed.
 Three miles were covered before Tarzan overlook them, and then; Ter
 
 futile, dropped to the ground in a small open glade that he might turn and fight for his prize or be free to escape unha lnpered if he saw that the pursuer was more than match for him.
 He still grasped Jane Porter in one great arm as Tarzan bounded like a leopard Into the arena which nature lshad provided for this primevaI- like battle When Terkez saw that it was Tar gan who pursued him he jumped to the conclusion that this. was Tarzan,s wo-
 man since they were of the same kind white and hairless-and so he re- joiced at this opportunity for double l revenge upon his hated enemy. To Jane Porter the apparition of this l godlike man was as wine to sick nerves. From the description which Clayton and her father and MT. Philander had
 given her she knew that it must be the l same wonderful creature who had
 saved them, and she saw in him only
 a protector nnd a friend
 But as Terkoz pushed her roughly ] aside to meet Tarzan's charge and she I saw the great proportions of the ape l and the mighty muscles and the fierce 1 fangs her heart quailed. How could any animal vandufsh such a mighty l antagonist? l Like two charging bulls they came 1 together and like two wolves sought
 each other's throat. Against the long l canines of the ape was pitted the thin
 blade of the mans knife.
 Jane Porter-her 1.-the form datfened against the trunk of great tree, her i hands tight pressed against her rising l and falling bosom and her eyes wide \ with mingled horror, fascination, fear and ration-watched the primor- dial ape battle with the prfmeva1 man l for possession of a woman-for her. I As the great muscles of the mans ] back and shoulders knotted beneath l the tension of his efforts and the huge I biceps and forearm held at bay those I mighty tuslxs the veil of centuries of l civilization and culture was swept from I the blurred vision of the Baltimore
 girl When the thin knife drank deep
 a dozen times of Terkoz's hearts blood and the great carcass rolled hfefess I upon tlle ground it was a primeval
 woman who sprang forward with out
 stretched arms toward the prfmeval
 man who had fought for her and won her. And Tarzan? needs lessons in doing. He took his l woman in his arms and smothered her
 with kisses.
 For a moment Jane Porter lay there
 with half closed eyes. But as suddenly
 as the veil had been withdrawn it