The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-01-19


 gan.
 'very distinctly,y sir; very distinct Iy." replied MT. Philander.
 Was there anything peculiar about any of those skeletons? It means great deal to me to know said Tar gan. Your answer may clear up a mystery. It can do no worse. at any rate, than to leave it still a mystery. have been entertaining a theory con cerning those skeletons for the past two months, and want you to answer my question to the best of your knowl- edge-were the three skeletons you buried all human skeletons ?''
 MT. Ph1lander eyed Tarzan narrowly.
 No,'' said he, "the smallest one, the one found in the crib, was the skeleton of an anthropoid ape"
 Thank you," said Tarzan-
 In the car ahead Jane Porter was thinking fast and furiously. She had felt the purpose for which Tarzan had asked few words. with her, and she knew that she must De prepared to give him an answer in the very near future.
 He was not the Sort Of person one could put of. and somehow that very thought made her wonder if she did not really fear him.
 Could she love where she feared?
 She realized the spell that had been upon her in the depths of that faroff jungle, but there was no spell of en- chantment now in prosafc Wisconsin. 2 Nor did the immaculate young Frenchman appeal to the primal wo- man in her, as had the stalwart forest god.
 Did she love him? She did not know now. M
 She glanced at Clayton out of the corner of her eye. Was not here man trained in the same school of en- vironment in which she had been train ed, with position and culture such as she had been taught to consider as the essentials to congeniaI association2
 Did not. her best judgment point to this young English nobleinan whose love she knew to be of the sort a civi- lized 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 rnot calculating by nature,> but training. environment and hereditg 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 attributa ole to a temporary mental reyersion to tyne, on her part, to the appeal of the primeval man to the primeyal woman in her nature. 3sa
 If he should never touch her again. she reasoned. she would never feel at tracted toward him. She had not loved him, then. It had been nothing more than ha1lucina tion 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 dulIed by familiarity.
 Again she glanced at Claytona He was very handsome and every inch a gentleman. She should be very proud of such a husband
 And then he spoke-a minute sooner or minute later might ha ve made all the difference in the world to three lives. But chance stepped in and pointed out to sr,a yton the psychologi- cal moment.
 You are free now, Jane," he said. Wont you say 'Yesy I 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 moment
 'sYeu are free now, Jane, :, he said, s.and have come across the ages out of the past from the lair of the prime val man to claim you. For your sake I have become civilized-for your sake I have crossed oceans and continents fc- yoa1r sake I will be whatever you will me togbe- I can make you happy, Jane. in the life 7eu knoW and love best. VIII you marry me
 For the first time she realized the depths of the mans love-all that he had accomplished in so short time solely for love of her,
 Turning her head, she buried her face in her arms.
 What had sle 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 nnake 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 dio?'' he asked. You have admitted that you love me. You know that I love you, but [ do not know the. ethics of society by which you are governed. I shall leave the decision to you, for you know best what will be for your eventual wei fare.''
 T cannot tell him. Tarzan.'' she said. He. too, loves me-. and he is a good man. I could never face you nor any other honest person if I re- pudiated my promise
 q 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