Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1915-08-10

1feet with = little cry o4 Joy
Land. JaneP he almost shonte
through his cracked lips. THANK Soo
iandrs
The siri looked. 100. and there. not
hundred yards away she saw yelloy
beach. and. beyond. the luxurious foiiag
Of = tropical Jungle.
Vow you may revive him. said JAM
Porter Tor She, too, had been hauntet
4 with the pangs Of conscience which haf
resulted from her decision to prevent
4 Clayton from Offering succor to theii
companies
Il required the better part Of half an
/ fqur before the Russian evlnced sunicien'
symptoms on returning consciousness TO
/ open his eyes, and II was some time
| later before they could bring him to a
realization of their good fortune. BY
this time the boat was scraflng gently
upon the sandy bottom
Between the refreshing water that he
had drunk and the stimulus Of renewed
hope Clayton found strength to stagger
through the shallow water to the shore
with a line made fast to the boats bow.
This he fastened to small tree which
grew az the top of a low bank. for the
tide was u food. and he feared that the
boat might carry them all out TO sea
again with the ebb. since II was quite
likely that Il would be beyond his
strength to get Jane Porter to the shore
for several hours
Next he managed to stagger and crawl
toward tho nearby Jungle where he had
seen evidences OF profusion OF tropical
fruit IIis former experience In the Jungle
of Tarzan Of the Apes had taught him
which OF the many growing things were
edible, and after nearly an hour Of abb
sence he returned to the beach with a
little armful OF food
The rain had ceased, and the hot sun
was beating down so mercilessly upon her
that Jane Porter insisted on making an
Immediate attempt to gain the land. still
further invigorated by the food Clayton
had brought. the three were able to reach
the half shade OF the small tree to which
their boat was moored. Here, thoroughly
they threw themselves down to
rest, sleeping until dark
For a month they Hved upon tho beach
in comparative safety. As their strength
returned the two men constructed a rude
shelter In the branches OF tree, high
enough from the ground to insure safety
from the larger beasts of prey. BY day
they gathered fruits and trapped small
rodents; at night they lay covering within
their frail shelter while savage denizens
of the Jungle made hdeous the hours OF
darkness.
They slept upon litters of jungle grasses.
and for covering at night Jane Porter had
only an old duster that belonged TO Clay !
ton, the same garment that he had worn /
upon the memorable trip to the Wisconsin |
woods. Clayton had erected frail par
tition of boughs to divide their arboreal |
shelter into two rooms--one for the girl
and the other for Monsieur Thuran and
himself
From the first the Russian had exhibited
every trait OF his true character-selfsh
ness, boorishness, arrogance. cowardice
and lust. Twice had he and Clayton come
10 blows because of Thuran's attitude
toward the girl Clayton dared not leave
her alone with him for,an instant. The
existence OF The Englishman and his
iancee was one continual nightmare of
horror and yet they lived on in hope of
Ultimate rescue.
Jane Porter's thoughts often reverted to
Ter other experience on this savage shore.
Mig II the invlncible forest god of that
lead past were but with them now, No
onger would there be aught to fear from
rowling beasts or from the bestial Rus
ian. She could not refrain from compar-
ng the scant protection afforded her by
clayton with what She might have ex-
'ected had Tarzan of the Apes been for
J single instant confronted by the sinister
md menaciHg attitude OF Monsieur Thu
an Once, when Clayton had gone to
he little stream for water. and Thuran
ad spoken coarsely to her, she voiced
er thoughts.
1T Is we'll for you, Monsieur Thuran."
he said, that the poor Monsieur Tarzan
'ho was lost from the ship that brought
GU and Miss Strong to Cape Town is not
ere now"
You knew the plg2" asked Thuran.
nth a, a,sneer
II knew the man." she replied. The
My real man, l think. that | have ever
nown.s
There was something in her tone of 4
oice that led the Russian to attribute
her deeper feeling for his enemy than
lendsmp, and he igrasped at the sug-
estion TO be further revenged upon the ,
an whom he supposed dead by be-
plrching his memory TO the girl
lie was worse than pig" he cried
he was poltroon and coward 70 I
I'VE himself from the righteous wrath
the husband of woman he had /
ronged he perjured his soul In an at {
mpt TO place the blame entifely upon !
sr, Not succeeding in this. he ran away !
ON France to escape meeting the hus- ,
and upon the field OF honor That is .
by he was on board the ship that bore
ISIS Strong and myself TO Cape Town. /.
know whereof speak, for the woman
the case Is my sister. Something more Q
'ur bBave Monsieur Tarzan leaped over S
ard in an agony of fear because 1 Il
cognized him, and insisted that he make (
paration TO me the following morning
we could have fought with knives in
y stateroom."
lane Porter laughed. You do not for Z
moment imagine that one who has
Iown both Monsieur Tarzan and you a
uld ever believe such an impossible \
le?" d
Then why did he travel under an as e
med name?' asked Monsieur Thuran. n
4 do not believe you." she cried. but, h
the seed OF suspicion glyas
wn, for she knew that Hazel Strong .
d known her forest god only as John :
Ildwell OF London,
A scant Ave miles north OF their rude
elter, all unknown TO them, and prac-
ally aa remote as though separated 9
thousands OF miles of impenetrable a
ngle' lay the snug little cabin OF Tar
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