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EDGAR RICE BURROUG TARZAN THE TERRIBLE Reading This Red-Blood Novel Toda; Begin a Copyright, 1921, 4 {Continued From Yesterday) stranger perceived the Mo prehistoric thumbs and great and his long tail with an aston- it which he sought to con but greater than all was the Of relief that the first inhabi ef this strange country whom had met had proven friendly, so ty would he have been hand! by the necessity for forcing way thru a hostile land. Paden, who had been hunting for of the smaller mammals, the Of which i» especially relished the Hodon, forgot his intended im the greater interest of bis discovery, He would take the to Om-at and possibly to the two ban tind geome way n @ true intentions newcomer. And #0 again @ signs he apprised the other | he would accompany him, and | they descended toward the | of Om at's people. they these they upon the women and chikiren thing under guard of the old men the youths—gathering the wild ts and herbs which constitute a| Of their dict, as well as tend-| the small acres of growing which they cultivate. The Jay in small level patches that | ‘Been cleared of trees and brush. farm implements consisted ot| poles which bore a closer! co to spears than to tools | peaceful agriculture, Supple-| ting these were others with flat- /Dlades that were neither hoes @pades, but instead possesyed “@ppearance. of an unhappy at- te combine the two imple in one. first sight of these people the! halted and unslung his} these creatures were black | their bodies entirely cov- hair, But Ta-den, inter. ig the doubt in the other's i him with a gesture § smite. The Wazdon, however, around excitedly jabbering in a language which the ar discovered his guide under. o@.tho it was entirely unin- to the former. They made pt to molest him and he snow fure that he had fallen =P unul the 3 A 3 g : é $i FF i q » : AE te bie! BA fe are very fone for Of all the Kor-ul-lul we will make erable wate, have ja consid: time after Pink- fortunate if they took one and it was Compound and now I have a nice healthy I hon- y that Pad ee suffer much wy my periods be: took Lydia E. ae HS’ GREATEST STORY GO MeCiere & Co. gttttt of the other black warriors indicate this but it was written also in the mein and bearing of the splendid creature who stood looking at him | while Ta-den explained the circum stances of their meeting. “And I) bolieve, Omat,” concluded the Ho-| don, “that he seeks Taraan the Ter ribie.” At the sound of that name, the/ first intelligible word that had fallen | upon the ears of thé stranger since he had come among them, bis face} lightened. “Tarsan! he cried, “Tar | aan of the Apes! and by signs tried to tell them that it was he whom he sought. ‘They understood, and also they | fuessed from the expreasion of his face that he sought Tarzan from mo- tives of affection rather than the reverse, but of this Om-at wished) to make sure. He pointed to the stranger's knife, and repeating Tar fan's name, setsed Ta-den and pre-| tended to stab him, immediately turning questionmgly toward the stranger. The latter shook his head vehe mently and then first placing « hand above his heart he raised his/ palm in the symbol of peace, “He is a friend of Tarsan-jad- guru,” exclaimed Ta-den, “Bither a friend or a great Mar,” replied Omat. “Tarean,” continued the stranger, “you know him? He lives? O God, if 1 could only speak your lan- guage.” And again reverting to sign language he sought to ascertain where Tarzan was, He would pro- nounce the name and point in’ dif- ferent direétions, in the cave, down into the gorge, back toward the mountains, or out upon the valley below, and each time he would raise his brows questioningly and voice the universal “eh?” of interrogation which they could not fail to under stand, But always Om-at shook his head and spread his palms in a gee tuge which indicated that while he understood the question he was ig- | norant as to the whereabouts of the apeman, and then the black chief attempted as best he might to ex- | plain to the stranger what he knew of the whereabouts of Tasgan. He called the newcomer Jordon, which in the language of Pal-ul<on means “stranger,” and he pointed to the sun and said “as.” This he repeated several times and then he held up one hand with the fingers one, including the thumb, repeated the word “adenen” until the stranger understood that he meant five. Again he pointed to the aun and de. sortbh an arc with his forefinger starting at the eastern Horizon and terminating at the western, he re It was plain to the stranger that the words meant that the sun had i as yet we have not punished the Kor-ullul for killii friend and ally.” sds PE go my him to wait until morn- “Great is the windom of the Ho- }don,” replied Om-at. “It shall be as | YOU say, and having made prisoners |them tefl us what we wish to know. |And then we shall miarch them to the rim of Kor-ul-gryf and push them over the edge of the cliff.” | Ta-den smiled. He knew that they would not take prisoner all the Kor. ullu! warriors—that they would be also possible that they might even be driven back in defeat, but he! jknew, too, that Omat would not! hesitate to carry out hig threat if he} had the opportunity, so implacable was the hatred of these neighbors | | for each other. | It was not difficult to explain Om. | ve ‘at's plan to the stranger or to win his consent since he was aware, when the great black had made it plain that they would be accompanied by many warriors, that their venture would probably lead them into a hos ‘tile country and every safeguard that They Sirs. Fanasen, by taking Lydia 1 | Mthels chifiren the blessing constitution. | Advertisement. | ‘Itched and Burned, Face a Sight. Cuticura Heals, “My face broke out with red pim- and began to itch and burn. would fester and peel and became very sore when I'd and dig at them. My face a sight, and I was ashamed out of meet my friends. tne trouble lasted for nearly months. I read an ad: - for Cuticura Soap and it~ and tried them, and after using ne cake of Cuticura Soap and one x of Cuticura Ointment I was healed.” (Signed) Mis . R. F. D. 3, Box 185, , Oregon, Aug. 26, 1920. Use Cuticura Soap, Ointment and ‘alcum for all toilet purposes. ec gerne he could employ he was glad to avail himself of, since the further ance of hig quest was the paramount iseue. He slept that night upon a pile of furs in one of the compartments of Om-at’s ancestral cave, and early the next day, following the morning they sallied forth, hundred Hilwilla black THE SEATTLE STAR DOINGS OF THE DUFFS HOw’S att TLe Biy Todey MRS DRAKE? OH HE'S JUST Fine’ HE'S OUT PLAYING lavas warriors swarming up the |face of the sheer cliff and out upon |the summit of the ridge, the main body preceded by two warriors whose duties coincided with those of the point of modern miiftary manuevern, safeguarding the column against the danger of too sudden contact with the enemy. Across the ridge they went and down into the Kor-ullul and there almost immediately they came upon a jone and unarmed Waadon who was making his way fearfully up the gorge toward the village of his tribe. Him they took prisoner, which, strangely, only added to his terror, since from the moment that he had seen them and realized that escape was impossible, he had expected to be slain immediately. “Take him back to Kor-ul-Ja,” said Om-at, to one of his warriors, “and hold him there unharmed until I re turn.” And #0 the puzzled Kor-ul-lul was led away while the savage company moved stealthily from tree to treé in its closer advance upon the village. Fortune smiled upon Om«at in that it gave him quickly what he sought —a& battle royal, for they had not yet come in sight of the caves of the Korullul when they encoun tered a considerable band of war. riors headed down the gorge upon some expedition. Like shadows the Kor-ul-ja melted into the concealment of the foliage upon either side of the trail. Igno- rant of impending danger, safe in the knowledge that they trod their own domain where each rock and stone Was an familiar as the features of their mates, the Kor-ul-lul walked innocently into the ambush. Sud. dently the quiet of that seeming peace was shattered by a savage cry and a hurled club felled a Kor-ul-lul. The cry was a signal for a savago Tom Displays a Fatherly Interest BOBBY WAS SICK Ait NIGHT! SO worRIED ABOUT HIM! jerta lez] = G throats, with which were soon min- gled the war cries of their enemies. The air was filled with flying clubs and then as the two forces mingled, the battle resolved itself into a num- |ber of individual encounters as each | warrior singled out a foo and citsed upon him, Knives gleamed and flashed in the mottled sunlight that filtered thru the follage of the trees Jabove, Sleek black coats were streak ed with crimson stains, In the thick of the fight the |smooth brown skin of the stranger |mingled with the black bodies of [friend and foe, Only his keen eyes Jand his quick wit had shown him how to differentiate between Kor-ul }lul and Kor-ul-Ja since with the sin |gle exception of apparel they were identical, but at the first rush of the enemy he had noticed that their loin cloths were not of the leopard marked hides such as were worn by his allies, Omat, after dispatching his first antagonist, glanced at Jordon, “He fights with the ferocity of Jato,” mused the chief. “Powerful indeed must be the tribe from which he and Tarzan-Jad-curu come,” and then his whole attention was occupied by @ new assailant. The fighters surged to and fro thru the forest until those who- sur. vived wer@ spent with exhaustion, All but .the stranger, who seemed \not to know the sense of fatigue, He fought on when each new antagonist would have gladly quit, and when there were no more Kor-ul-lul who were not enguged, he leaped upon those who stood pantingly facing the exhausted Kor-ul-ja. And always he carried upon his back the peculiar thing which Om-at had thought was some manner of strange weapon but the purpose of which he could not now account for in view of the fact that Jordon chorus from @ hundred Kor-ul-Ja never used it, and that for the most : to se without moving. Every mpring Blackie Bass took up his home in the pool under the willow tree, There he'd come, along about April Fool's day, and loaf all summer long in the cool shadowy depths of water, only coming to the top now and then to catch an un- wary skipper or dragon-fly or mos quito that happened to skim the sur- face over his head. He liked to see how/long he could stay in one posi- tion without moving, always with his head upstream. Really when Mr. Sun sent bis bright rays filtering down in lacy patterns thru the branches of the willow tree, making |the depths of the pool a mysterious wonderland of lights‘ and shadows, Blackie looked like one of the gray- ish black stones themselves. And he'd chuckle and chuckle to himself (without blinking an eye, or crack- ing a smile-—really, you'd never part it seemed but a nuisance and needless incumbrance since it banged and smashed against its owner as he leaped, catlike, hither and thither in the course of The bow and arrows he had tossed aside at the beginning of the fight but the Enfield he would not dis ecard, for where he went he meant that it should go until its mission had been fulfilled. Presently the Kor-ul-Ja, seemingly shamed by the example of Jor-don, closed once more with the enemy.) but the latter, moved no doubt to terror by the presence of the stranger, a tireless demon who ap peared invulnerable to their attacks, | And) lost heart and sought to flee, then it was that at Om com: mand his warriors surrounded a half dozen of the most exhausted afd made them prisoners. It was a tired, bloody and elated company that returned victorious to the Kor-ul-ja, Twenty of their num- ber were carried back and six of these were dead men, It was the most glorious and, successful .raid that the Kor-ul-ja had made upon the Kor-ul-lul in the memory of man, and it marked Oma«t as the greatest of chiefs, but that fierce warrior knew that advantage had lain upon his side largely because of the pres: ence of his strange ally. Nor did he hesitate to give credit where credit |belonged, with the result that Jor don and his exploits were upon the tongue of every member of the tribe. of Kor-ul-ja and great wag the fame of the race that could prodace two such as he and Tarzan-jad-guru. And in the gorge of Kor yond the ridge the survivors spoke in bated breath of this second demon that had joined forces with their an- clent enemy. (Continued Monday) is victorious duels. | 1 WAS GOING TO BUT HE'S BETTER THIS MORNING SOME REEF! GEE WHIT VEAM -1 SAW (T CRAWLIN' UP YOUR, SLEEVE, we dream he was laughing, he looked so solemn and all, when he'd see | Marty Mink staring down at him from the bank Marty couldn't see down very well, he had such fat cheeks, and he had to tilt his head ‘forward ‘til his neck ached trying to make sure that Blackie was a fish and not a shadow or @ stone. Marty had even been | known to jump right down into the! pool, where he could look up instead | of ddwn (which was much easier for | him) and thereby determine just | what kind of’an object Blackie Bass was, On such occasions, Mr, Bass | would give a wiggié with his tail ‘and a push with one fin, and slide behind a rock. Marty would come out dripping and disappointed. “I was sure that| | was a fish,” he'd say. “And now I know.” Cob Coon had his eye on Blackie, |too. He'd sleep all day and wake up | at night hungry as a—as a—well, | hungry as the fisherman that he | wea, (To Be Continued) ___ (Copyright 1921 by Seattle Star) On NOW! WHERE HAVE You BEEN HERE HE |S YOu LITTLE RASCAL? Y DIDN'T we? BY BLOSSER W-WELL, T LNOWED Mou “iu You'd: FIND {T WROS> CHES & WAL- ag * Slo bel Cle 4 Page 423 THE GHOST OF THE ENCHANTED PRAIRIB (Chapter 3) “Over rugged hill and tangled path,” Daddy continued Mr. Stowell’s story, “he kept his Pauseless way. “About midnight he came to the summit of a steep ridge and thru an opening tm the trees he saw how bright a night ft was, and before him, stretching away tm the moonlight, calm and peaceful and beautiful as « fairy place, lay the Enchanted Prairie. It was so bright and so beautiful after the gioom of the forest that Enoch’s sptrits began to rise and he could Inugh at the fears of the men who had advised him against crossing the plain. ‘afraid? he scoffed to him- self. ‘Afraid of that valley! ‘Wonder where all their horrible ghosts are keeping themselves. In take this good horse down there and give him a chance at some of that fine grass and we'll rest a bit in the middle of their hobgoblins, that's what we'll do." “And he light-heartedly took up his reins and trotted his horse down the slope. “He came safely down the trail - almost to the foot of the mou» tain, It was only « Bittle way to the open plain with its rich gfuas for his horse and rest for Encth. “Not a sound broke the dep sflence except the gentle sighing of the wind in the tops of the tall trees, Not a shadow of fear was in Epoch's heart, but he was thinking of the Indians’ belief an4 wondering what could have started euch @ tale of horror about so beautiful a spet, when the trail led out of the deep wood into a fringe of scattering trees which edged the forest, “Suddenly, with a violent trem bling, his horse stopped as if he had seen some danger too great to approach. No amount ef arg. ing -would make him mova He stood as if frozen with fear. “Enoch was puzzled over it be- cause he couldn't see a thing to be afraid of; he looked to the right and to the left, he listened, and he looked again, but nothing could he see, “And still the horse stood trembling, utterly refusing to go on.” BEE SE “I don't know what's the matter with that child,” Dot said to me as I stepped into the hall that evening. “Is anything wrong?” I asked quickly. “No, I don’t guess so, but he wouldn't eat a bite of his supper. I've just put him to bed, and Ne looked so sleepy and cross you'd bet- ter not go in to say good-night.” “Great Scott! I hope he isn't go- ing to be sick again, He's just get- ting over one illness.” “I don’t really think there's any- thing the matter with him. I sup- pose he didn't feel like eating; we all get that way once in a while. I really don’t know whether I ought to go out tonight or not.” “Oh, go ahead and have a good time; there's nothing to worry about,” I assured my wife, but I felt like a hypocrite. We hurried thru our meal, Sid had promised to put in his “rescue” call, summoning me to a pretended | business conference, at 7 o'clock, ‘When that time came and I did not hear from him I began to get a trifle uneasy, but I was not really worried, as there still was plenty of time for him to telephone me, or ' (Copyright, 1921, by Seattle @tar.) 68 I CLICK IN VAIN At 790 Dot went to the phone. “Do you have to call anyone now,” I asked, and I am afraid my tone was a little sharp. I didn’t want the line to be busy when Sid tried to get me “Why, yes,” she responded evenly. “I want to know just when Edith and George are coming, so I'll be ready right away. The recital be- Sips at 8:15." “Oh, all right, But don't take any longer than you can help.” | “Do you want to use the phone?” “No, but someone might be trying to get us.” * “Do you expect any call?” “Oh, nothing tn particular, but Danielson—you know he's the firm's attorney—said he might call me to- night. There's some pretty impor. tant things t@ clear ip before I go.” “I do hope he won't telephone you tonight.” “Hope so, too, but I have to be reasonable about these things. I like the firm and I don’t want any qn- pleasantness just before IT leave.” “What is the matter with this tele- phone?” Dot exclaimed in disgust. She had been jangling the receiver for a few minutes without getting | Confessions of a Husband any response. “You've probably made the tele- phoné girl angry and she won't an swer,” I told her. “Hang up the re ceiver for a few moments and try again.” ‘ She did so, but without result, Then I tried. The only thing & could hear was my own clicking. 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