The Kendrick gazette. [volume] (Kendrick, Idaho) 1892-1968, 1919-10-17
CHAPTER XVIII.
A Family Reunion.

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rising from the bungalow and the
cookhouse chimneys. Tarzan Of the
Apes had regained his civilized cloth
ing from the tree where he had hidden
it, and as Korak refused to enter the
presence of his mother in the savage
half raiment that he had worn so long
and as Meriem would not leave him
for fear, as she explained, that he
would change his mind and run off
into the jungle again, the father went
on ahead to the bungalow for horses
and clothes.
My Dear met him at the gate, her
eyes filled with questioning and sor-
row, for she saw that Meriem was not
with him.
"Where is sheT she asked, her voice
trembling. "Muviri told me that she
disobeyed your instructions and ran
off into the jungle after you had left
them. Oh, John, cannot bear to lose
her, tool" And Lady Greystoke broke
down and wept as she pillowed her
head upon the broad breast where so
often before she had found comfort in
the great tragedies Of her life.
Lord Greystoke raised her head and
looked down into her eyes, his own
smiling and filed with the light Of hap
piness.
"What is 1t, John7" she cried. "You
have good news. Do not keep me
waiting for It,"
II want to be quite sure that you
can stand hearing the best news that
ever came to either Of u.s." he said.
"Joy never kills |" she cried. You
have found-her?" She could not bring
herself to hope for the impossible.
"Yes, Jane" he said, and his voice
was husky with emotion, II have found
her and-him"
"Where is he? Where are they?"
she demanded.
"Out there at the edge Of the jungle.
He wouldn't come to you in his savage
leopard skin and his nakedness. He
sent me to fetch him civilized cloth
ing"
She clapped her hands in ecstasy and
turned to run toward the bungalow.
"Waitl" she cried over her shoulder.
II have all his little suits. I have
saved them all. I will bring one to
YOU"
Tarzan laughed and called to her to
stop.
"The only clothing on the place that
will At him." he said. lis mine-if 1t
isn't too small for him. Your little boy
has grown, Jane"
She laughed, too; she felt like laugh
ing at everything or at nothing. The
world was all love and happiness and
joy once more, the world that had
been shrouded in the gloom of her
great sorrow for so many years. So
great was her joy that for the mo.
ment she forgot the sad message that
awaited Meriem.
She called to Tarzan after he had
ridden away to prepare her for it, but
he did not hear and rode on without
knowing of it himself.
When they arrived the mother faced
Meriem, an expression of sadness
erasing the happiness from her eyes.
my little girl" she said, Gin the
midst of our happiness a great sorrow
awaits you-Mr. Baynes did not sur
vive his wounds"
The expression of sorrow in Mer'
iem's eyes expressed only what she
sincerely felt, but it was not the sor'
| row Of woman bereft of her best be
loved.
II am sorry" she said quite simply
"But it was not love. did not know
what love was until knew that Koral
lived" and she turned toward the
Killer with a smile.
Lady Greystoke looked quickly W
into the eyes of her son. the son who
one day would be Lord Greystoke. NJ
thought Of the difference in the sta
tons of the girl and her boy entered
her mind. To her Meriem was fit FOL
king. She only wanted to know tha
Jack loved the little Arab waif.
The look in his eyes answered thu
question in her heart, and she threw
her arms about them both and kissed
them each dozen times.
SNOW" she cried, II shall reall.
have a daughter!"
It was several weary marches to tn
nearest mission, but they waited a
the farm only few days for rest ant
preparation for the great event befor'
setting out upon the journey, and afte
the marriage ceremony had been per
formed they kept on to the coast t.
take passage for England.
They had been home but a weel
when Lord Greystoke received a mes
sage from his old friend DArnot.
was in the form of letter of intro
duction brought by one General Ar
mand Jacot. Lord Greystoke recalle'
the name, as who familiar with mod
ern French history would not? Fo
Jacot was in reality the Prince de Cad
renet, that intense republican who re
fuses to use, even by courtesy, It'll
that had belonged to his family 70
400 years.
"There Is no place for princes in
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