Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1916-06-09
.16e SONOF TARZAN

could scarce repress a shout of exultetion
Quickly the two slid down the droopine
branches into the boat. The black seIzed
the paddle and Baynes showed them ont
rom peheath the tree. A second later the
canoe shot out upon the bosom of the river
and headed toward the opposite shore and
the camp OF the Swede.
Baynes squatted in the bow str,ip,,,
his eyes after the men pulling the other
canoes upon the bank across from hin,
He saw Malbihn step from the bow Of ,he
/ foremost OF the little craft. He saw him
turn and glance back across the river Ne
could see his start Of surprise as his eyes
fell upon the pursuing canoe, and called the
attention of his followers to H.
Then he stood waiting. for there wa q
but one canoe and two men-little danger
to him and his followers In that, Malhibn
was puzzled. Who was this white man
He did not recognize him. though Baynes,
canoe was now in midstream and the
features of both its occupants plainly dis
cernible to those on shore
One of Malbihns blacks 1t was who frs,
recognized his fellow black in the person
of Baynes' companion, Then Malbihn
guessed who the white man must he
though he could scarce believe his own
reasoning. 1t seemed beyond the pale of
the widest conjecture to suppose that the
Hon Morrison Baynes had followed him
through the jungle with but single com
DdulOI-anu yet IL was true Beneath the
dirt and dishevelment he recognized him
at last and in the necessity of admit.
ting that IL was he. Malbihn was forced
to recognize the incentive that had driven
Baynes, the weaking and coward, through
the savage jungle, upon his trail.
The man had come to demand an ac.
counting, and to avenge. II seemed in.
credible. and yet there could be no othe,
explanation. Malbihn shrugged Well
others had sought Malbhn for similar rea.
sons in the course of long and checkeret
career. He fingered his rifle and waited
Now the canoe was within easy speaking
distance of the shore.
What do you want?" yelled Malbihn
raising his weapon threateningly.
The Hon. Morrison Baynes leaped to hi.
feet
you, damn you !" he shouted. whipping
out his revolver and firing almost stimuli
taneously with the Swede.
AS the two reports rang out. Malbihr
dropped his rife, clutched frantically al
his breast, staggered, fell first TO his knees
and then lunged upon his face Bayne,
stiffened. His head flew back spasmodically
For an instant he stood thus, and ther
crumpled very gently into the bottom o
the boat.
The black padder was at a loss as t.
what to do. If Malbihn really were dead
he could continue on to join his fellow;
without fear; but should the Swede only
be wounded. he would be safer upon tn,
far shore. Therefore he hesitated, holding
the canoe in midstream. He had come t
have considerable respect for his new
master, and was not unmoved by his death
AS he sat gazing at the trumpled bod.
in the bow of the boat he saw it move
Very feebly the man essayed to turn over
He still lived.
The black hitched forward and lifted hin
to a sitting position. He was standing ii
front of him, his paddle in one hand, asking
Baynes where he was hit, when there wa!
another shot from shore, and the negro
pitched headlong overheard, his paddle still
clutched in his dead fngers-shot through
the forehead.
Baynes turned weakly in the direction
of the shore, to see Malbihn drawn W
upon his elbows. leveing his rifle at him
The Englishman slid to the bottom of tht
canoe as n bullet whizzed above him
Malbhn, sore hit, took longer in aiming
nor was his aim as sure as formerly
With difficulty Baynes turned himsel
over on his belly, and, grasping his revolver