The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1914-04-09

glories of his adventure and exhibited
the spoils of conquest.
Kerchak grunted and turned away,
for he was jealous OF this strange
member Of his band. In his little evil
brain he sought for some excuse to
wreak his hatred upon TarZan.
The next day Tarzan was practicing
with his bow and arrows at the first
CLEAN Of dawn. At first he lost nearly
every bolt be shot. but finally he learn
ed to guide the little shafts with fair
accuracy. and ere q month had passed
he was no mean shot. but his prof
cheney had cos him nearly his entire
supply of arrows.
1t was during mis- period that the
young English lord found hidden In
the back of one of the %cupboards in the
cabin a little metal box. The key was
In the lock. and a few moments inves-
tigation an, experimentation we're re-
warded wi h the successful opening Of
the receptacle.
In 1t he found a faded photograph Of
a smooth faced young man. a golden
locket studded with diamonds linked
to a small gold chain. q few letters and
a small book.
Tarzan examined these all infinitely.
The photograph he liked best Of all.
was open and frank. 1t was his ia
Their.
The locket, too. took his fancy. and
he placed the chain about his neck In
imitation of the ornamentation he had
seen to be so common among the black
men he had visited. The brilliant
stones cleaned strangely against his
smooth, brown hide.
The letters he could scarcely deci-
pher, for he had learned little or moth
ing Of script, so he put them back in
the box with the photograph and turn
ed his attention to the little book.
This was almost entirely filed with
fine script: but. while the little bugs
were all familiar to him, their arrange
ment and the combinations in which
they occurred were strange and entire
ly incomprehensible.
Tarzan had long since learned the
use Of the dictionary; but, much to his
sorrow and perplexity. 1t proved of no
avail to him in this emergency. Not a
word Of all that "a written In the lit
tie book could he find. and so he put it
back in the little metal box, but with a
determination to work out the mys-
teries of 1t later on.
1t was the diary Of John Clayton,
Lord Greystoke. kept in French. as
had always been his custom.
Tarzan replaced the box In the cup
board, but always thereafter he car
ried the features Of the strong. smiling
face Of his father in his heart and in
his head a fixed determination to solve
the mystery Of the strange words in
the little black book.
At present he had more important
business in hand, for his supply of ar
rows was exhausted. and he must
needs journey to the black mems vii
lage and renew 1t.
Early the following morning he set
out. and. travelling rapidly. he came
before midday to the little clearing.
Once more he took up his position in
the great tree. and. as before. he saw
the women in the fields and the village
street and the little caldrOn Of bub-
bling poison directly beneath him.
For hours he lay awaiting his oppor-
tunity to drop down unseen and gather
up the arrows for which he had come.
But 1t was not until night fell that
Tarzan saw his chance. This time he
took all Of the arrows for he had
brought a number of long fibers to bind
them into a bundle.
When the savages discovered that
once more their arrows had been pill
fered 1t seemed to them that they
had offended some great god who ruled
this part of the jungle. From then on
an Offering Of food was daily placed
beneath the great tree from whence the
arrows had disappeared. in an effort to
conciliate the mighty one.
But the seed Of fear was deep sown,
and had he but known 1t TarZan OF
the apes had laid the foundation for
much future misery for himself and
his tribe.
That night he slept in the forest not
far from the village. and early the
next morning set out slowly on his
homeward march, hunting as he trav-
eled. Only a few berries and an oc-
%casional grubworm rewarded his
search. and he was half famished
when. looking up from a log he had
been roofing beneath. he saw SAILOR.
the tiger. standing in the center OF the
trail not twenty PAGES from him.
The great yellow eyes were fixed
upon him with a wicked and baleful
CLEAN. and the red tongue licked the
longing HIPS as SAILOR crouched. worm
ing his stealthy way with belly fat
] tened against the earth