The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1921-06-03
EDGAR RICE
BURROUGHS
Author OF
Tarzan Of the
Apes

Thark I sought out Dejah Thoris In
the throng of departing chariots, but
she turned her shoulder to me, and
could see the red blood mount to her
cheek. With the foolish Inconsistency
of love held my peace when I might
have pleaded ignorance Of the nature
of my offenSe, or at least the gravity
of 1t, and so have effected, at worst,
half Cancellation.
My duty dictated that must see
that she was comfortable, and so ]
glanced into her chariot and re-
arranged her silks and furs. In doing
so noted with horror that she was
heavily chained by one ankle to the
side Of the vehicle.
what does this mean?" / cried,
turning to Sofa.
"Sarkoja thought it BEST" she an
swered, her face betokening her dis
approval of the procedure.
l turned and sought out Tars Tar
kas, to whom vehemently objected to
the unnecessary humiliations and
cruelties, as they seemed to my lovers
eyes, that were being heaped upon
Dejah Thoris.
"JOhn Carter" he answered, "if ever
YOU and Dejah Thoris escape the
Thanks it will be upon this journey.
We know that you will not go with
out her. You have shown yourself
mighty fighter, and we do not wish
to manacle you, so we hold you both
in the easiest way that will yet ensure
security. l have spoken"
I saw the strength of his reason
ing at a flash, and knew that it were
futile to appeal from his decision.
''This much, Tars Tarkas, you may
do for me In return for the friend
ship that, I must confess, 1 feel for
you"
friendship" he replied. "There
is no such thing, John Carter; but
have your will. 1 shall direct that
Sarkoja cease to annoy the girl, and
l myself will take the custody of the
key"
That night as we were making camp
1 saw him unfasten Dejah Thoris'
letters himself.
AS I was approaching Dejah Thoris'
chariot passed Sarkoja, and the
black, venomous look she accorded
me was the sweetest balm / had felt
for many hours.
A few moments later saw her deep
in conversation with warrior named
Fad; a big, hulking, powerful brute,
but one who had never made a kill
among his own chieftains, and so was
still an 80 mad" or man with one
name; he could win a second name
only with the metal of some chief
tain. 1t was this custom which en-
titled me to the names of either OF
the chieftainS / had killed; in fact
some of the warriors addressed me
as Dotar Sojat, combination of the
whose metal had taken, or, in other
words, whom l had slain in fair fight
AS Sarkoja talked with Fad he cast
occasional glances in my direction
while she seemed to be urging him
very strongly to some action, I paid
little attention to it at the time, but
the next day had good reason to re.
call the circumstances, and at the
same time gain slight insight into
the depths Of Sarkoja's hatred and the
lengths to which she was capable OF
going to wreak her horrid vengeance
on me.
We broke camp the next day at ar
early hour and marched with only 9
single halt until just before dark. Two
incidents broke the tediousness of the
march. About noon we espied far tt
our right what was evidently an incu
bator, and Lorquas Ptomel directed
Tars Tarkas to investigate it. The
latter took a dozen warriors, includ
ing myself, and we raced across the
velvety carpeting of moss to the little
enclosure.
Tars Tarkas dismounted and exam
ined the Enclosure minutely, finally an
nouncing that it belonged to the greer