The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-04-22
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TOT you They are refneroQ na& Tar from here. By morning we shah be within my fathers douar. He should be there himself by now-then let them come and try to take Kadour ben Satzenfs frfend.''
 For few moments they walked on an silence.
 we should be near the horses she said 'Gt is strange that I do not see them here.'s
 Then moment later she stopped, with little ryrof condemnation.
 fsThey are gone!s' she exclaimed. '.It is here that tethered them z
 Taxzan stooped to examine the ground He found that a large shrub had been torn up by the roots Then he found something else. There was In wry smile on his face as he rose and turned toward the girl
 ssEl adrea has been here From the signs, though, I rafher think that. his prey escaped hG1AA With little start they would be safe enough from him in the opeuss
 There was nothing Co do but con stnns on foot The way led them across low spur of the mountains, but the girl knew the trail as well as she did her mothers faca. They walked in easy, swinging strides, Tarzan keeping hau6's breadth behind the girls shoulders that she might set the pace and thus be less faugued As they walked they talked occasionally stop ping to listen for sounds of pursuit.
 It was a beautiful moonlit night. The air was crisp and invfgoradng-. Behind thema1ay the tnterminab1e vista of the desert, dotted here and there. with an occasional oasis. The date palms Of the little fertile spot they had just left and the circle of goatskin tents stood out in sharp relief against. the yellow sand-a phantom paradise upon phantom sea. Before them rose the grim and silent mountains. Tar zan's blood leaped In his viens. This was lifeiy He looked down upon the girl beside him. daughter of the des- ert walking acrosv the face of dead world with a son sof the jungle He smiled at the thought He wished that he had had a sister and that she had been like ti1is girl What n bully cfum she would have been!
 They had entered the mountains now and were progressing more slow. 1E, for the trail was sleeper and very rocky.
 For a few minutes they had been si- lent The girl was wondering if they would reach her fathers douar before fhenpurHuIt had overtaken thenl.s Tar gan was wishing that they might walk on thus forever. If the girl were only man they might. .s He longed for a friend who loved the same wild life that he Iozed He had learned to crave companfonship, but it was his <nf 1,o knew preferred immaculate linen and their clubs to nakedness and the jun gle It was, of course, difficult to un- derEtand, yet it was very evidsnt that they d1ds
 The two had tuststurned projecting rock around which the trail ran when they were brought to a sudden stop. There before them, directly in the mid de of the path, stood Nupa, eI adrea, the black lion. SHis green eyes looked very wicked, and he barred is teeth and laHhed his bay black s1des with his angry tail Then he roared-the 1earson1es terror inspiring roar of the hungrF lion which is also angry.
 Your knife said Tarzan to the girl extending his hand She slipped the hilt of the weapon into his wait ing palm As his fingers closed upon it he drew her back and pushed her be- hind him Walk beck to the desert call you win know that all is well and you may return
 at is useless" she replied resigned 1y. .sThis is the end-r
 ssDo as I tell you,o he commanded. lssQuicklyI He is about to charge 7 The girl dropped back a few paces, where she stood watching for the ter nible sight that she knew she should soon witness.
 The lion was advancing slowly to- ward Tarzan, his nose to the ground, like a challenging bull, his tail, extend ed now, and quivering as though with intense excitement
 The ape-man stood, half crouching, the long Arab knife glistening in the moonEigf1t- Behind him the tense fig ure of the girl, mottOnless as a carved statue She leaned slightly forward, her lips parted, her eyes wide. Her only conscious thought was wonder at the bravery of the man who dared face with a Duny knife the lord with the large neau. A man Of her own blood would have knelt in prayer and gone down beneath those awful fangs with cut resistance In either. case the re bult would be the sane 1t was inevita- bIes but she could not represss thrill of admiration as her eyes rested upon the heroic figure before her Not 3 fren7or fn the whole giant frame his attitude as menaeing and as defiant as that Of el adrea himself.
 The lion was quite close to him now but few paees interE Eened he cro1dzA and then, with q deafenfng r0aF be Hprang-
 Kuzna eI adrea. launched himself with widespread paws and barred fangs he looked to find this puny man as easy prey as the score who had gone down beneath him in the past To him man was clumsy slow moving de Mnnselesa ekaa11 ha had nttl g EeaRecf