The Kennewick courier. [volume] (Kennewick, Wash.) 1905-1914, 1914-02-27

frenchman appeal to the primal wO-
man In her. as had the stalwart forest
god
Did she love him? She did not know
now.
She glanced at Clayton out Of the
corner Of her eye. Was not here a
man trained in the same school Of en-
v1ronment in which she had been train
ed. with position and culture such as
she had been taught to consider as the
essentials to congenial association?
Did not her best judgment point to
this young English nobleman whose
love she knew to be of the sort a civil
lied woman should crave as the logical
mate for such as she?
Could she love Clayton? She could
see no reason why she could not. She
was not calculating by nature, but
training. environment and heredity had
all combined to teach her to reason
even in matters of the heart.
That she had been carried of her
feet by the strength of the young giant
when his great arms were about her
in the distant African forest and again
today, in the Wisconsin woods. seemed
to her only attributable to q temporary
mental reversion to type on her part,
to the appeal of the primeval man to
the primeval woman in her nature.
If he should never touch her again.
she reasoned she would never feel at
tracted toward him. She had not loved
him, then. 1t had been nothing more
than hallucina ton induced by excite
ment and by personal contact
Excitement would not always mark
their future relations should she marry
him. and the power of personal contact
would be dulled by familiarity.
Again she glanced at Clayton He
was very handsome and every inch
gentleman She should be very proud
Of such husband.
And then he spOke-a minute sooner
or minute later might have made all
the difference in the world to three
lives. But chance stepped in and
pointed out to Clayton the psychology
cal moment
"You are free now. Jane" he said.
won't you say 'YesY 1 will devote
my life to making you very happy"
YES" she whispered.
That evening, in the little waiting
room at the station, Tarzan caught
Jane Porter alone for a moment.
you are free now, Jane" he said,
land | have come across the ages out
of the past from the lair Of the prime
val man to claim you. For your sake l
have become civilized-for your sake
l have crossed oceans and continents
for your sake will be whatever you
will me to be. can make you happy.
Jane. In the life Zop-kno know and love
- .. Al you marry mer'
For the first time she realized the
depths of the mans love-all that he
had accomplished in so short a time
solely for love of her.
Turning her head. she buried .Ar face
in her arms.
What had she done? Because she
had been afraid she might succumb to
the pleas of this giant she had burned
her bridges behind her. In her ground
less apprehension that she might make
a terrible mistake she had made a
worse one.
And then she told him the truth,
word by word. without attempting to
shield herself or condone her error.
"What can we dor he asked. "You
have admitted that you love me. You
know that love you. but l do not
know the ethics of society by which
you are governed. shall leave the
decision to you, for you know best
what will be for your eventual well
fare"
II cannot tell him. Tarzan," she
said. HE, too, loves me, and he Is
good man. could never face you
nor any other honest person If I re-
pudiated my promise.
II shall have to keep it And you
must help me bear the burden though
we may not see each other again after
tonight"
The others were entering the room,
and Tarzan turned toward the little
window. With the others came the
station agent, who entered, asking If
there was gentleman of the name Of
Tarzan in the party.
Il am Tarzan." said the ape man.
Here is a message for you, for
warded from Baltimore. 1t is cable
gram from Paris"
Tarzan took the envelope and tore 1t
open. The message was from D'Arnot
1t read:
Finger prints prove you Greystoke Con-
gratulations. D'ARNOT.
AS Ta1an finished reading Clayton
entered and came toward him with
extended hand.
Here was the man who had Tarzan's
title and Tarzan's estates and was 60
ing to marry the woman whom Tar
ian loved-the woman who loved Tar
Z6n.
| A single word would make a great
difference in this mans life.
1t would take away his title and bis
lands and his castles, and-it would
take them away from Jane Porter also
ct GOV old mar" cried ClavtOn al