The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1925-01-05
TARZAN
of THE APES
By EDGAR RICE BURROUGHS
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spp Penn i1 70 3 british hoEu post aTsg Is Africa =
Nay. 1855. he and Lady Alice b Entn-
Esidas are rs1 khiEed "a and SA the C L are
lated Jungle shores. Clsytop recSrds
son Is born Lady Alice dies. Clay
ton is killed BY kerchsk an ?
Kala 9 mother D seals the Clay
BABE IN the as1u Grads Rsrenaf dses
from the CLAYTON .abln ghen q gun
bba sEind Sim ana Ka 3 f nxrse sDl the w S1as
babe. and at ten years. Tarzan (mean-
ing white skin) climbs as well as
hut and from pictures in q chfld,s
ferent tribe than the apes. that SAILOR
les with pencils found in n old draw
er. At Is he understands nearly all
he reads IN the many books, but
cannot speak the English Language.
He learns to hunt big game with .
s Sss9 enc escaping c = ng'1 rom White o%ificsrs
invade territory near Tarzan's home
and build . village. Kulong, son Of
and kills Kala with a poisoned arrow.
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After the first outburst of grief
Tarzan controlled himself, and ques-
tioning the members of the tribe who
had witnessed the killing of Kala he
learned ali that their meagre vocab-
ulary could vouchsafe him.
It was enough, however, for his
needs. 1t told him Of strange, hair
less, black ape with feathers grow
ing upon its head, who launched
death from a slender branch, and
then ran. with the 1eetness OF Bara,
the deer. toward the rising sun.
Tarzan waited no longer, but leap
ing into the branches of the trees
sped rapidly through the forest He
knew the windings Of the elephant
trail along which Kala's murderer
aad flown, and so he cut straight
through the jungle to intercept the
Slack warrior who was evidently fol-
lowing the tortuous detours Of the
trail.
At his side was the hunting
knife Of his unknown sire. and
across his shoulders the coils Of his
own long rope. In an hour he
struck the trail again, and coming
to earth examined the soil infinitely.
In the soft mud on the bank OF a
tiny nvulet he found footprints such
as he alone in all the jungle had
ever made, but much larger than
his. His heart beat fast Could 1T
be that he was trailing a MAN-ne
Of his own race?
There were two sets of imprfnts
pointing in opposite directions. So
his quarry had already passed on
his return along the trail. As he
examined the newer spoor a tiny
particle OF earth toppled from the
outer edge OF n Of the footprints
to the bottom Of its shallow depres-
sion-ah, the trail was very fresh,
his prey must have but scarcely
passed.
Tarzan swung himself to the trees
once move. and with swift n~oise1ess-
ness. sped along high above the trail.
He had covered barely a mile
when he came upon the black war
rior standing in a little open space.
In his hand was his slender bow to
which he had fitted one Of his death
dealing arrows.
Opposite him across the little
clearing stood Horta, the boar, with
lowered head and foam 1ecked
tusks, ready to charge.
Tarzan looked with wonder upon
the strange creature beneath him
80 like in form and yet 80 different
in face and color. His books had
portrayed the negro, but how differ
ent had been the dull, dead print to
this sleek and hideous thing Of eb-
ony, pulsing with life.
As the man stood there with taut
drawn bow Tarzan recognized in him
not so much the negro as the Archer
OF his picture book
A STANDS FOR ARCHER
How wonderful! Tarzan almost
betrayed his presence in the deep
excitement Of his discovery.
But things were commencing to
happen below him. The sinewy
black arm had drawn the shaft far
back; Horta, the boar. was charg-
ing, and then the black released the
little poisoned arrow, and Tarzan