The Kennewick courier. [volume] (Kennewick, Wash.) 1905-1914, 1914-01-30

high piled ready to be ignited as sig
nal should steamer or a sail top the
far horizon.
Professor Porter was wandering
along the beach south of the camp,
with Mr.. Philander at his elbow urging
him to turn his steps back before the
two became again the sport of some
savage beast.
The others gone, Jane Porter and
Esmeralda had wandered into the jun
gle to gather fruit and in their search
were led farther and farther from the
cabin.
Tarzan waited in silence before the
door of the little house until they
should return.
His thoughts were of the beautiful
white girl. They were always Of her
now. He wondered if she would fear
him, and the thought all but caused
him to relinquish his plan.
While he waited he passed the time
printing a message to her. Whether
he intended giving it to her he himself
could not have told. but he took inf
mite pleasure in seeing his thoughts ex-
pressed in print, in which he was not
so uncivilized after all. He wrote:
1 am Tarzan of the apes. 1 am yours
You are mine We will live here together
always in my house. / will bring you the
best fruits, the tenderest deer, the finest
meats that roam the jungle.
I will hunt for you. I am the greatest
Of the jungle hunters.
1 will fight for you. I am the mightiest
of the jungle fighters.
You are Jane Porter / saw 1t in your
letter. When you see this you will know
that it is for you and that Tarzan Of the
apes loves YOU
As he stood, straight as young In
dian, by the door waiting, after he had
finished the message. there came to his
keen ears familiar sound. 1t was the
passing of a great ape through the
lower branches Of the forest
For an instant he listened intently.
and then from the jungle came the ag-
onized scream of woman. and Tarzan
Of the apes. dropping his first love let
ter upon the ground. shot like a pan
Their into the forest.
Clayton also heard the scream, and
Professor Porter and Mr.. Philander,
and in few minutes they came pant
ing to the cabin, calling out to each
other as they approached volley of
excited questions. A glance within con-
irmed their worst fears.
Jane Porter and Esmeralda were not
there.
Instantly Clayton, followed by the
two old men, plunged into the jungle,
calling the girls name aloud. For half
an hour they stumbled on until Clay
ton. by merest chance, came upon the
PROSTATE form of Esmeralda
He stopped beside her. feeling for
her pulse and then listening for her
heart beats. She lived. He shook her.
"Esmeraldav' he shrieked in her ear.
"Esmeralda! Where is Miss Porteri
What has happened? Esmeraldap'
Slowly the black opened her eyes.
She saw Clayton. She saw the jungle
about her.
"Oh. Gabrielv' she screamed and
tainted again.
By this time Professor Porter and
Mr.. Philander had come up.
What shall we do. Mr. Clayton?"
asked the old professor. Where shall
we look? Heaven could not have been
so cruel as to take my little girl away
from me now"
I'VE must rouse Esmeralda first"
replied Clayton. "She can tell us what
has happened EsmeraldaT' he cried
again. shaking the black woman rough
ly by the shoulder.
"Oh Gabriel. All wants to die!''
cried the poor woman. but with eyes
fast closed "Lemme die. but doan'
femme see dat awrful face again.
Whafer de devil round after po' ole
Esmeralda? She amt done muffin to
nobody"