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the spring. Very slowly Tarzan raised
MS gun to his shoulder. He had never
killed large animal with gun in all
MS lie. Heretofore he had depended
upon his spear. his poisoned arrows.
MS rope. his knife or his bare hands.
lnstinctively he wished that he had
MS arrows and his knife. He should
have felt surer with them.
Numa was lying quite fat upon the
ground now. presenting only his head.
Tarzan would have preferred to fire
little from one side, for he knew what
terrific damage the lion could do IL he
lived two minutes or even a minute
after he was hit. The horse stood
trembling in terror at Tarzan's back.
The ape-man took cautious step to
one side. Numa but followed him with
his eyes. Another step he took and
then another. Numa had not moved.
Now he could aim at point between
the eye and the ear.
His finger frightened upon the trfg-
ger, and as he fired Numa sprang. At
the same instant the terrified horse
made last frantic effort to escape
The tether parted, and he went careen-
ing down the canyon toward the des-
ert
No ordinary man could have escaped
those frightful claws when Numa
sprang from so short distance. But
Tarzan was no ordinary man. From
earliest childhood his muscles had been
trained by the fierce exigencies of his
existence to act with the rapidity Of
thought. As quick as was ell adrea
Tarzan Of the Apes was quicker, and
so the great beast crashed against a
tree. where he had expected to- feel
the soft flesh Of man, while Tarzan, a
couple Of PAGES to the right, pumped
another bullet into him that brought
him, clawing and roaring. to his side.
Twice more Tarzan fired in quick
succession, and then ell adrea lay still
and roared no more. It was no longer
NJ Jean Tarzan. It was Tarzan Of the
Apes that put savage foot upon the
body of his savage kill and. raising his
face to the full moon. lifted his mighty
voice In the weird and terrible chal-
lenge Of his kinda bull ape had made
his kill. And the wild things in the
wild mountains stopped in their hunt
ing and trembled at this new and
awful voice. while down In the desert
the children of the wilderness came
out of their goatskin tents and looked
toward the mountains. wondering
what new and savage scourge had
come to devastate their fi0cks.
CHAPTER X.
Through the Valley Of the Shadow.
4 HALF nile from the valley In
which Tarzan stood score of
white robed figures, bearing
long, wicked looking guns, halt
ed ut the sound and looked at one an
other with questioning eyes. But pres
emily, as 1t was not repeated, they took
ND their silent, stealthy way toward
the valley.
Tarzan was now confident that Ger
nois had no intention of returning for
him. but he could not fathom the OBJ
ject that had prompted the officer to
desert him, yet leave him free to re-
turn to camp. His horse gone, he de-
cided that it would be foolish to re-
main longer In the mountains, and so
he set out on his lonely way toward
the desert.
He had scarcely entered the confines
of the canyon when the first OF the
white robed figures emerged into the
valley upon. the opposite side. For
moment they scanned the little depres-
sion from behind sheltering powders.
but when they had satisfied themselves
that It was empty they advanced across
II. Beneath the tree Mt one side they
came upon the body Of ell adrea. With
muttered EXPLANATIONS they crowded
about It. Then, moment later. they
hurried down the canyon which Tar
nan was threading brief distance In
advance of them. They moved eau
tiously and In silence, taking advan-
tage of shelter, as men do who are
stalking man.
As Tarzan walked down the wild
CANYON beneath the brilliant African
moon the call of the jungle was strong
upon him. The solitude and the savage
freedom filed his heart with life and
buoyancy. Again he was Tarzan OF
the Apes-every sense alert against the
chance of surprise by some jungle en-
emy-yet treading lightly and with
head erect in proud consciousness OF
his might
The nocturnal sounds Of the noun.
tains were new to him, yet they fell
upon his ears like the soft voice OF
half forgotten love. Many he 1ntui-
lively sensed-ah. there was one that
was familiar indeed; the distant cough
Ing Of Sheeta. the leopard. but there
was a strange note In the fnal wall
which made him doubt 1t was pan
ther he heard.
Presently new sounu-a sou
A..,.hv .ound-obtruded itself among