The Seattle Star Newspaper, August 10, 1921, Page 11

PEST sve EDGAR RICE BURROUGHS’ GREATEST STORY TARZAN THE TERRIBLE || peeaertaeetss Copyright, 1921, a (Continued From Yesterday) * ‘Lieutenant Erich Obergutz crawled the grass upon all fours, leav./ & trail of blood behind him Jane's spear had sent him to the ground beneath trea, He made no sound after one piercing scream that had | ; dged the severity of his/ He was quict because of a/ fear that had crept into his brain that the devil woman pursue and slay him. And he crawied away like some filthy of prey, seeking a thicket he might lie down and hide. thought that he was going to Dut he did not, and with the \ of the new day he discov ‘that his wound was superficial. rough obsidianshod spear had d the muscles of his side be- his right arm, inflicting a but not a fatal wound. the realization of this fact /® renewed desire to put as distance as possible between if and Jane Clayton. And so Moved on, still gone upon all because of a persistent hal- tion that in this way he might | observation. Yet tho he fied mind stil revolved = muddily & central destre—while he fled her he sf! planned to pursue » and to his lust of possession added a desire for revenge. should paw for the suffering had inflicted upon him. She pay for rebuffing him, but some reason which he did not to explain to himself he would iwi away and hide. He would back, tho. He would come and when he had finished her, he would take that threat in his two hands and the life from her. kept repeating this over and to himself and then he fell out loud, the cackling, laughter that had terrified Presently he realized his were bleeding and that they him. He looked cautiously No one was in sight. He He could hear no indica. of pursuit and so he rose to feet and continued upon his [wind caught Him CG MeChure & Co, S3sseeeeessessesesssswsssy erted, His glance wandered from his body now that the grime and | blood were all removed and caught again the white city shimmering beneath the hot sun. “A-lum-City of Light? he ahrtok: | ed, and that reminded bim again! ot Tu-tur and by the same process of associated ideas that bad before | suggested it, he recalled that the Wazhodon had thought him Jad) benno. “I am Jad-ben-Otha,” he screamed and then his eyes fell again upon the canon A new iden came and persisted. He looked down at hinr | self, examining his body, and see | ing the filthy loin cloth, now water | soaked and more bedraggied than befora he tore it from him and flung it into the lake, “Gods do not wear dirty rags,” he anid aloud. “They do not wear anything but wreaths and garlands of flower and I am a god—I am Jadd-ben- Otho—and I go if state to my) sacred city of A-lur. | He ran his fingers thru his) matted hair and beard. The water had softened the burrs but had not removed them. The man shook his head. His* hair and beard failed to harmonize with his other godly tributes, He was commenc | ing to think more clearly now, for the great idea had taken hold of | his scattered wits and concentrated them upon a single purpose, but he was still a maniac. The only difference being that he was now a maniac with fixed intent He went out on the shore and gathered flowers and ferns and wove them in his beard and hair—blassing blooms of different colors—green forms that trailed about his ears or rose bravely upyard like the plumes in a lady's bat. | When he was satisfied that his| | appearance would impreas the most casual observer with his evident) deity he returned to the canoe, | | pushing It from shore and jumped in. The impetus carried it into the river's current and the current bore it out upon the lake. The naked man stood erect in the center of the little craft, his arms folded | upon his chest. He screamed aloul | bis message to the city: “I am) Jad-ben-Otho! Let the high priest | and the under priests attend upon me!” As the curregt of the river was dis. sipated by the ing ig of the lake the 4 his craft W@HE-SEATTLE STAR TOM DON'T SIT THERE! THAT GROUND MIGHT GIVE way witwYou! FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS SEES MY MAW SAID T WAD “TO Go To "Wt DENTIST BCAUSE I GOT Two CAVMES IN MY TEETH -SEE ‘EM? «¥ - w Seri THE CRAZY QUILT ao WEATHER WAS SO HOT, STATUE W PARK TooK nd | carried them bravely forward, Some- | times he drifted with his back to- t intervals he shrieked | OFF HIS COLLAR ! Par RWER DRIED UP AND FIGH ELAPPED bird flying in the air, a of minnows swimming aroun® He lunged at them trying th them, and falling upon his and" knees, he crawied thru f water, grasping futilely at the s fish. intly it occurred to him that @ sea lion and he forgot the and lay down and tried to by wriggling his feet in the ras to they were a tail hardships, the privations, the ors, and for the past few weeks lack of proper nourishment had Erich Obergatz to little than a gibbering idiot. water snake swam out upon the ce of the lake and the man ed it, crawling upon his hands knees, The snake swam toward shore just within the mouth the river, where tall reeds grew and Obergatz followedy mak- grunting noises like a pig. He let the snake within the reeds but he came upon something else canoe hidden there close to the , He examined it with caek- laughter. ‘There were two paddies within it h he took and threw out into current of the river. He hed them for a while and then sat down beside the canoe and mmenced to splash his hands up d down upon the water. He liked p hear the noise and see the little lashes of spray. He rubbed his Weft forearm with his right palm the dirt came off and left a ite spot that drew his attention rubbed again upon the now oly soaked blood and grime covered his body. He was not mpting to wash himself; he was ly amused by the strange re- » “Lt am turning white,” he Nhat Causes Skin Troubles? ny of the fiery, itc! kin are has bade te “dic- of the blood. Don’t let ities torture you. ~| the palace wall, and as he drew near. and his commands. He in the middie of the lake when someone discovered him from ‘The man was drifting clone in. canoe would soon be caught in the current that rap close to shore here and carried toward the river that emptied the waters of Jad-ben-lul into Jad-baliul. The urider priests were looking toward Ludon for instruc tions, “Fetch him hither? he commanded. “If he is Jad-ben-Otho I shall know him.” “Go, bring the stranger to Ludon. If he is Jad-ben-Otho we shall know him.” And so Lieut. Erich Obergatz was brought before the high priest at Aur, Ludon looked closely at the naked man with the fantastic head- drone, \ “Where did you come from? he asked. pe | am Jad-ben-Otho,” cried the “I came from heaven. Where ig my high priest?” “I am the high priest,” replied“ Lo- don. Obergatz clapped his hands. “Fave my feet bythed and food brought to me,” he commanded. Lu-ton’s eyes narrowed to mere slits’ of crafty cunning. He bowed low until his forehead touched the feet of the stranger. Before the eyes | of many priests, and warriors from the palace, he did it. “Ho, slaves! he cried, rising, “fetch water and food for the great | god,” and thus the high priest ac-| knowledged before his people the godhood of Ldeut. Erich Obergats, nor was it long*before the story ran lke wildfire thru the palace and out into the city agd beyond that to the lesser villages all the way from A-lur to Twlur. The real god had come—Jad-ben Otho himself, and he had espoused | the cause of Lu-don, the high priest. Mo-sar lost no time tn placing him. self at the disposal of Lu-don, nor did he mention aught about his claims to the throne. It was Mosar’s opinion that he might consider himself for- tunate were he allowed to remain in peaceful occupation of hig chieftain. ship at Tu-lur, nor was Mo-sar wrong in his deductions, But Lu-don could stiN use him and #o he let him live and sent word to him to come to A-lur with all his warriors, for it was rumored that Ja- don was raising a great army in the north and might soon march upon the City of Light. Obergatz thoroly enjoyed being a god. Plenty of food and peace of! mind ahd rest partially brought back to him the reason that had been s0| rapidly slipping from him; but in one nds have gotten relicf such troubl the bloo. Por Special Booklet or for indi- ice, without charge, hiel ‘Medical Advisor, Dep't 433, Atlanta, Ga. . B. at your druggist. 9.5. ‘Standard Blood Purifie: i - respect he was madder than ever, since noW no power on earth would| pver be able to coftvince him that he ‘was not God. Slaves were put at his disposal, and these he ordered about | in gogly fashion. The sane portion | of his naturally cruel mind met upon common ground the mind of Ludon, so that the two seemed always in accord. The high priest saw in the stranger @ mighty force wherewith to hold forever his power over all Pal-ul-don, and thus the future of Obergatz was assured so long as he cared to play god to Lu-don's high priest. A throne was erected in the main wn EVERETT TRUE For AND Look RES A REAL REEL! OD. soe CON For.’ er epeavenentone ve BY CONDO | THERE, MRS. T, LOOK THeee AND I Got (IT FOR & BARGAIN, OO Some Rop' THE TROUT To Ge LANDED ‘ ITt\c Ge A TREAT were trl At ts — See — Ano 31ZE UP THE GRIP ON THE manne! Ile SAY THIS LITTLE Rod Is Tue LAST WORD TRYING To READ CAN'T You 1m TALK ABou A WOMAN MAKING A FUS OVER A NEW' VANITY BOX temple court before the eastern altar where Jad-Ben-Otho might sit in per- son and behold the sacrifices that were offered up to him there each day at sunet. So much did the cruel, half-crazed mind enjoy these speo- tacles that at times he even insisted ‘upon wielding the sacrificial knife himself, and upon such occasions the priests and the people fell upon their faces in awe of the dread deity. If Obergatz taught them not to love their god more, he taught them to fear him as they never had before, #0 that the name of Jad-ben-Otho was whispered in the city, and little chil- dren were frightened into obedience by the mere mention of it, Lu-don, thru bis priests and slaves, circulated the information that Jad-ben-Otho had commanded al) his faithful fol lowers to flock to the standard of the high priest at A-lur, and that all others were cursed, especially Jadon and the base impostor who had posed as the Dor-ul-Otho. The curse was to take the form of early death, fol- lowing terrible suffering, and Lu-don caused it to be published abroad that the name of any warrior who com: plained of a pain should be brought to him, for such might be deemed to be under suspicion, since the first effects of the curse would result in slight pains attacking the unholy. He counseled those who felt pains to look carefully to their loyalty. The result was remarkable and tmme dinte—hbalf a nation without a pain, and recruits pouring into A-lur to offer their services to Lu-don, while secretly hoping that the little pains they had felt in arm or leg or belly would not occur In aggravated form. CHAPTER XXII. A Journey on « Gryt Tarzan and Jane skirted the shore of Jad-bal-lul and crossed the river at the head of the lake. They moved in leisurely fashion with an eye to comfort and safety, for the &peman, now that he had found his mate, was determined to court no them, or delay or prevent thelr es cape from Pabuldon. How they were to recross the morass was & matter of little concern to him as yet—it would be time enough to con sider that matter when it became of more immediate moment. ‘Théir |hours were filled wtih the happi- ness and content of reunion after long separation; they had much to talk of, for each had passed thru many trials and vicissitudes and strange adventures, and no import ant bour might go unaccounted ¢for since last they met. It was Tarzan’s intention to choose a way above Aur and the scattered Ho-don villages below it, passing about midway bet®een them and the mountains, this avoiding, in so far as possible, both the Ho don and Wazdon, for in this area lay the neutral territory that was uninhabited by either, Thus he would travel northwest until oppo site the Kar-ul-Ja, where he planned and give the gund word of Panat lee, and a plan Tarzan had for in suring her safe return to her peo- ple. It was upon the third day of their journey and they had almost reached the river that passes thru A-lur when Jane suddenly clutched ‘Tarzan's arm and pointed ahead to- ward the edge of a forest that they were approaching. Beneath the shadows of the trees loomed a great bulk that the apeman instantly reo ognized chance that might again separate | YO HORSE TROUGH To QUENCH “THIRST | @) 4 Nancy and Nick and Scramble were soon traveling toward “If Whinry Tornado te loose,” anid | Sprinkle Blow, “we are going to have ® picnic. He's not a Nuisance Fairy at all, like Jack Frost and Old Man Flood and the rest of them. He's a right wicked one, and he can do more damage in a minute than I can patch up in two yearn, He lives tn the Caveof-the Winds at the Endo. | the Earth West Wind and East | Wind and South Wind, and even old blustering North Wind haven't any- thing to do with him. He's an out: cast and a robber and a mischief- maker, and we'll have tu take @ lasso and go after him.” Stramble Squirrel began to shiver. “If I go back to the earth, will he blow me up here again onto your stay, Mr, therman? I don’t be ete I have enough breath left to stand the trip twice” SprinkleBlow smiled. “No, tn deed, he won't,” he assured his un- expected visitor. “That's one thing about Whisry. He never stays around long. He's gone like an ex- Press train, out of sight before you know {t! Goodness! He knows better than to stay ‘round after doing se much damage “Last year he picked op Samn Jane Brown's doll and carried tt all | the Way to China, where a milor- | man found tt and brought ft back. Don the Dog found himself dangling from the top of a telegraph pole in Timbuctoo and Pat Pig landed right among the peacocks in the castle garden.” “But how shal] I ever get homer” asked Scramble anxiously. “Nick and Nancy can take you with their Magic Shoes,” answered Sprinkle-Biow. “I'll come too as soon as T find the lasso.” Nancy and Nick and Scramble Squirrel were soon traveling toward the earth. (Copyright, 1921, by Seattle Star) (To Be Continued) Mra Bartlett adjusted her thinking cap and continuet “Now, children, this story tells @ good many things which you have beard t= other Indian stories, but moch of it ts mew. 1 know i t© new because my mother’s Indian washer woman told ft to me in her own tongue why do afl white men bring te us a new religion? Is tt not enough, the religion of our people? “‘There.is the sun, which we worship, and does not each of us have for himself his Te-man-a-wis which speaks to him the menmge of the Great Spirit? \ “In the time when the earth was almost new, yet when men had learned of their own evil hearts that which was bad, there lived im the land of Setting Sun a makien. “Soft skin, she had, and smooth as the skin of a cammas flower, hair that was long and fine and very, very binck, and her BM (Copyright 1921 by Seattle Star) WHEN A WOMAN TELLS By RUTH AGNES ABELING CHAPTER V—I RIDE WITH PH{LIP AMES BEGIN HERE TODAY Hetga sforenson, who here! own story, has just broken hy ment—confessing to her fiance had deliberately trapped him nd that freeing him was the firet honest thing she had ever done Today she finds herself on the verge of & new"and greater adventure GO ON WITH STORY “My lovely sister neglected intro- duetions, but since you are in my cage thi for brother's home, I feel a certain privilege of friendship.” ‘We were going down the veranda to stop to pay his respects to Om-at | steps. “It wil be 30 minutes fefore an interurban can take you to town, drive in with me,” he suggested, Against my better judgment I turned with him toward his car. “fam Philip Ames," he was say- ing, “best known as simply the brother of that indecently rich John Ames, and I haven't yet the pleasure of knowing your pame.” “Sorenson,” I said absently, “Hel- ga Sorenson.” My brain seemed to be speeding into a vaguely disturbing future, a fantastic sort of thing of distorted values and of unrealities, Suddenly my mind focused on marriage. I wondered whether there had been after all a really big prin- ciple back of my running away from Tom. Or whether it was just a caprice which had swung my frail craft into the whirlpool of life. I felt sure that I had no desire to get away from marriage as an ulti- mate end, for no matter what a woman does, marriage never elimi- nates itself entirely from her scheme of living. Tt may lurk tn the background as a comfortable alternative when some burden becomes too heavy, it may glow in the distance as the luminous climax of a life of rigid virtue, but it ts there always. Philip Ames’ laugh broke thru my musing. “You have been talking to the airf’ He was at least as good-natured as he was good-looking. “I have heard ft said,” he was bending toward me slightly, his are daydreaming—and I/% hands playing lightly with the wheel, “that there is only one thing which young and pretty women dream about in spring—love.” “But it wasn't love!” And for want of something better,to say, I contin- ued, “Really, I was wondering what to do to persuade your sister-in-law at least to try me as her secretary.” “You-a secretary! Then lightly, “It's against my principles to see lovely women working! But since you will,” resignedly, “let me use my influence. I'll drop in on Li to morrow morning and tell her how disgracefully lazy all of her friends think she is, not to have acknowl. edged ‘their invitations and notes, and that she's going to lose her pres- tige and all of that—and then, Miss 4 I think you'll be sent tor." "I am to see her at 4 tomorrow,” 4, “All the better—I'll see her in the morning without fall.” The car was crawling to the curb- ing in front of my apartment house, He lingered a moment as he helped eyes of a young deer, and her voice was as the whisper ef the» evening wind in summes. “‘Lovers hed cha but she | never wed, ever she walked along, | waiting, waiting for a beautiful —she knew not what. | “Once as she walked alone me and I will lead you where you, are to go." : “Bo she followed porcupine Gown the trail til they came te the side of a little stream, where grew a great trea “*“De not throw away your wand,” said porcupine, “keep ff fast in thy hand, but follow me.” ‘and porcupine began to climb the great trea, ‘and the maiden climbed after, as tho the great trunk of the tree had been a level trail’” (To Be Continued) | me out, offered his hand, then raised jhis hat, climbed into his car and was gone, As I passed thru the hall on my way to my room, the landlady eyed me suspiciously from the parlor door, I resented it, yet I had an unex+ eo feeling of justification in are haunting me, Lila of so many things! 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