The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-01-09
TARTAN OF
 THE APES
By EDGAR RICE
 BURROUGHS
esryrisht. lsiz, by the Frank q.
 Munsey Company

The next morning Jane Porter found her missing letter in the exact spot from which it had disappeared two nights before. She was mystfhed, but when she saw the printed words be- heath her signature she feIt chill run ID her spine. She showed the 1etfer, pr rather the last sheet with the sigma hwe tD Clayton
 s.To thfnk,v she said, Atfat uncanny khsnk was probably watching me all khe time that I was writfng-oo! It nakes me shredder just to think of it.'' rBut he must be friend1yP Teas- BuFad Claytnn, tsfor he has returned Four Ietter. nor did he offer to harm a rexy suhstauf1al memento of 1ia 1rlandsErzp oueaiae the cabin door last nszkk for just found the carcass of WiIa boar there as came out ?
 BDcm then on scarcely day passed fha4 did not bring its offering of game or other food Sometimes it was young deers again auanfify of strHnge eooksd food. cz ssav cak kes 5ilfer ed 1rem the vt1aRe of Nbonga, or a bosir, nr 1eCpands and once lion. 4
 TarzaA derived the ereatest pleasure oe his life tn. hunting meat for these HtramgeES 1t seemed to him thata no pleasure on earth could compare with 1aboring for the welfare and protection of the bsaut1ful white girl
 Some day he would venture into the camp In daylight and talk with these people through the medium Of the little buzs which were familiar to them and to Taxzan-
 But he found it difficult to overcome the tinnz11ty of the wild thing of the forest. and SO day followed day with out seeing q fulhIlment of his good in tentlons s
 The party i'm the camp, emDoldened Er familiarity, wandered farther and farther into the jungle in search of nuts and fruit.
 Scarcely day passed that did not find Professor Porter stra aying in bis preoccupied maintenance toward the jaws of death Mir. Samuel T. Phil am der. never what one might call robust, YVES worn to the shadow of shadow through the ceaseless worry and me- fa1 distraction resultant from his her culean efforts to safeguard the profess sor-
 A month passed Tarzan had finally detefmlned to visit the camp by day light
 1t was early afternoon. Clayton had. wandered to the point at the harbors mouth to look for passing vessels. Here he kept q great mass of wood high piled ready 10 be ignited as sig nal should a steamer or a sail top the far horizon.
 Professor Porter was wandering along the beach soufh of the camp with Mir PhiIander at his elbow urging him to turn his steps back before the two became again the sport Of some savage beast.
 q.he 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
 Tarzan waited in silence before the door of the little house until they should return
 HIS Thoughts were of the beausiful 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 message to her. Whether he intended giving it to her he himself could not have told, but he took infs nite pleasure in seeing his thoughts ex- pressed in print, in which he was not so uncivilized after all. He wrote:
 am Tafzan Of the zpss. am ysas1sss Yon are mine we win live here together always in my house. sTau bring you the beat fruits the tenderest deer the finest meats that roam the jungle.
 r. win hunt for yous q am the greatest of the jungle hunters.
 will fight for you T am the mightiest of the jungle fighters
 You are Jane Porter Issaw 1t in your letter. When you see this you will know apes loves you
 AS he stood, straight as young In dEan, by the door waiting, after he had finished the message, there came to his keen ears familiar sound. It was the passing of great ape through the lower branches of the forest.
 For an instant he listened intently. and then from the jungle came the ag- ouIzed scream of a woman. and Tarzan of the apes, dropping his first love let ter upon the ground, shot like a pan ther into the forest.
 Clayton also heard the scream, and Professor Porter and MT. Philander. and in few minutes they came pant ing to the cabin, calling out to each other as they. approached a yolley of excited questions. A glance within con frmed their worst fears.
 Jane Porter and EsmeraIda were not there.
 Instantly Clayton, followed by the ksKo old men, plunged into the jungle. calling the girls name aloud. For half zn hour they stumbled on until Clay uon, by merest chance, came upon the sfEostrate form of Esmeralda
 ae stopped beside her. feeling for ser pu1se and then listening TOT her Fseart beats She lived. He shook her.
 "Esmera1dal'' he shrieked in her ear. 4Esmefalda. Where is Miss Porter? What has happened? Esmeraldar' 2
 Slowly the black opened her eyes. She saw Clayton. She saw the jungle about her.
 s'oh, GabrielY' she screamed and f11nted again.
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