The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1925-01-13

thing caused her to turn again to
ward the sailor.
And then three things happened
almost simultaneously sailor
jerked out his weapon and leveled II
at Clayton's back. Miss Porter
screamed warning, and a long,
metal-shod spear shot like a bolt
from above and passed entirely
through the right shoulder OF the
rat-faced man.
The revolver exploded harmlessIy
in the air. and the seaman crumpled
up with scream OF pain and terror.
| Clayton turned and rushed back
toward the scene. Tho sailors stood
in a frightened group with drawn
weapons. pee;ing into the Jungle
The wounded man writhed and
shrieked upon the ground.
| Clayton, unseen by any, picked up
the fallen revolver and slipped it in
side his shirt, then he Joined the
sailors in gazing. mystihed, into the
jungle.
Who could 1t have been7' whis-
pered Jane Porter, and the young
man turned to see her standing,
wide-eyed and wondering, close be-
side him
II dare say Tarzan OF the Ares
is watching us all right" he an
swered, In. dubious tone. ST won
der. now, who that spear was in
tended for. If for Snipes, then our
ape friend is friend indeed.
by Jove, where are your father
and Mr.. Philander? There's some
one or something in that jungle, and
it's armed, whatever it is. Ho! Pro
fessorI Mr.. Philanderr' young Clay
ton shouted There was no re-
Spouse.
What's TO be done, Miss Porter
continued the young man, his face
clouded by frown of worry and In
decision.
II can't leave you here alone with
these cut Threats, and you certainly
can't venture into the jungle with
:, me; yet some one must go in search
of your father. He. is more than
apt to wandering off aimlessly, re.
CARELESS of danger or direction and
Mr.. Philander is only a trifie less
impractical than he. You will par
donmy bluntness, but our lives are all
in jeopardy here, and when we get
4 your father back something must be
done to impress upon him the
dangers to which he exposes you as
well as himself by his absent-mind-
edness.'
Il quite agree with YOU" replied
the girl, -and I am not offended at
all. Dear old papa would sacrifice
his life for me without an instant's
hesitation, provided one could keen
his mind on so frivolous a matter
for an entire instant There is only
one way to keep him in safety, and
that is to chain him to a tree. The
poor dear is so impractical"
II have itp' suddenly exclaimed
Clayton You can use revolver,
can't your"
Yes. Why?"
II have one. With it YOU and
Esmeralda will be comparatively
safe in this cabin while am search
ing for your father and Mr.. Phil
lander. Come, call the woman and
/ win hurry on. They can't have
gone far"
Jane Porter did as he suggested
and when he saw the door close
safely behind them, Clayton turned
toward the Jungle.
Some of the sailors were drawine
the spear from their wounded com
rade and, as Clayton approached. he
ihesked if he. couLt borrow a revolver
from one Of them while he searched
the jingle for the professor.
The rat-faced one, finding he was
not dead, had regained his com.
posture, and with volley of oaths
directed at Clayton refused in ;he
name Of his fellows to allow the
young man any firearms.
This man, Snipes, had assumed
the, role Of chief since he had killed
their former leader. and so little
time had as yet elapsed that none of
his companions had as yet cues
toned his authority.
Clayton's only response was a
shrug Of the shoulders, but as he
left them he picked up the smear
which had transfixed Snipes.- and
thus primitively armed, the son Of
the then Lord Greystoke strobe into
the dense Jungle.
Every few moments he called
aloud the names of the wanderers
The watchers in the cabin by the
beach heard the sound of his voice
growing ever fainter and fainter
until at last it was swallowed IN
by the myriad noises Of the prime
val wood.
When Prof. Archimedes O. Por-
ter and his assistant, Samuel r.
Philander. after much insistence on
the part Of the latter, had finally
turned their steps toward camp.
they were as completely lost in the
wild and tangled labyrinth of the
matted jungle as two human beings
well could be, though they did not
know it.
1t was by the merest caprice of
fortune thct they headed toward the
/ West Coast of Africa. instead of
toward Fan Thar on the opposite side
Of the dark continent.
When in short time they reached
the beach. only to find no camp In
sight, Philander was positive that
they were north of their proper des-
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