Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1915-12-17
CHAPTER XVII-Cortinued.

CHAPTER XVII-Cortinued.
When D'Arnot regained conscious
ness he found himself lying upon bed
of soft ferns and grasses beneath
little A shaped shelter Of boughs.
At his feet an opening looked out
upon a greensward, and at little dis
tance beyond was the dense wall OF
jungle and forest.
He was very lame and sore and
weak, and as full consciousness re-
turned he felt the sharp torture OF
many cruel wounds and the lull ach-
ing Of every bone and muscle in his
body as a result Of the hideous beating
he had received.
The incessant hum Of the jungle,
the rustling Of millions Of leaves, the
buzz Of insects, the voices Of the birds
and monkeys seemed blended into a
strangely smoothing purr, as though he
lay apart, far from the myriad life
that surrounded him and whose
sounds came to him only family.
At length he fell into slumber, nor
did he awake again until afternoon.
Looking through the opening at his
feet, he saw the figure of a man
squatting on his launches.
The broad, muscular back was turn
ed toward him, tanned though 1t
was, D'Arnot saw that it was the
back of a white man, and he thanked
heaven.
The Frenchman called family. The
man turned and, rising came toward
the shelter. His face was very hand
some, the handsomest, thought DAr-
not, that he had ever seen.
STOPPING, he crawled into the shelter
beside the wounded officer and placed
a cool hand upon his forehead.
D'Arnot spoke to him in French, but
the man only shook his head-sadly, 1t
seemed to the Frenchman.
Then D'Arnot tried English, but still
the man shook his head. Italian, Span
ish and German brought similar dis
couragement.
After examining D'Arnot's wounds
the man left the shelter and disap-
peared. In half an hour he was back
with fruit and hollow, gourdlike
vegetable filled with water.
D'Arnot drank and ate little. Sud-
denly the man hastened from the shell
ter, only to return a few minutes later
with several pieces Of bark and-won-
der of wonders-a lead pencil
SQuatting beside D'Arnot, he wrote
for a minute on the smooth inner
surface Of the bark; then he handed
it to the Frenchman. D'Arnot read:
am Tarzan Of the apes. Who are
you? Can you read this language:
D'Arnot eagerly seized the pencil;
then he stopped. This strange man
wrote English. Evidently he was an
Englishman.
Yes" said D'Arnot. II read Eng
lish. 1 speak it also. Now we may
talk. First let me thank you for all
that you have done for me-"
The man only shook his head and
pointed to the pencil and the bark.
Mon Dieu!" cried D'Arnot. IF you
are English, why is it then that you
cannot speak English?"
And then in flash it came to him
the man was a mute possibly deaf
mute.
So D'Arnot wrote a message on the
bark in English:
am Paul D'Arnot, lieutenant in the
navy Of France. / thank you for
what you have done for me. You have
saved my life, and all that l have is
yours. May l ask how it is that one
who writes English does not speak it?
Tarzan's reply filled D'Arnot with
still great wonder:
L speak only the language Of my
tribe, the great apes who were ker-
chak's, and a little of the language OF
Tantor, the elephant, and Numa, the
lion, and Of the other folk Of the jungle.
l understand. With human being
have never spoken except with Jane
Porter by signs. This is the first time
/ have spoken with another Of my
kind through written words.
D'Arnot was mystified. 1t seemed
incredible that there lived upon the
earth full grown man who had never
spoken with a fellow man and still
more preposterous that such one
could read and write.
He looked again at Tarzans mes
sage-"except once with Jane Por-
ter" That was the American girl who
had been carried into the jungle by a
gorilla.
A sudden light commenced to dawn
on D'Arnot. This, then, was the go
rilla." He seized the pencil and wrote:
Where is Jane Porter?
And Tarzan replied below:
Back with her people in the cabin OF
TarZan Of the apes.
D'Arnot wrote:
She is not dead, then? Where
was she? what happened TO her!
TarZan answered.:
She is not dead. She was taken by
Terkoz to be his wife. Tarzan of the
apes took her away from Terkoz and
killed him before he could harm her.
None in all the jungle may face Tar
= zan of the apes in battle and live.
am Tarzan of the apes. mighty fighter
D.Arnot wrote:
| am glad she is safe. 1t pains me
to write. l will rest awhile.
And then TarZan:
Yes, rest When you are well l shall
take you back to your people.
For many days D'Arnot lay upon his
bed of soft ferns. The second day a
fever had come. and D'Arnot thought
that il meant infection and he knew
that he would die.
He called Tarzan and indicated by
signs that he would write, and when
Tarzan had fetched the bark and pen
Gil D'Arnot wrote:
C,an Nnii 90 To my nennla and lead