Evening Republican, Volume 23, Number 97, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 21 April 1920 — Page 2

TARZAN AND THE Jewels of Opar

By EDGAR RICE BURROUGHS

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SYNOPSIS. CHAPTER 1.-Hldin* In the fungU after kHUn* hie captain in a fit of broodtn* madneaa. Lieut. Albert Werper, Belgian officer, la captured by Achmet Zek. Arab slave raider, who spares his life and proposes to him a scheme to kidnap J* l *®! bar into slavery. Werper accepts. CHAPTER IL—Poein* a* Jules Freeoult, French traveler, Werper la bor pitebly received hr the Greystoke* He loans his host la in financial straits and plans an expedition to tbs treasure vaults of Ojnr to procure gold. Werper informs Ashaet Zek of the opportunity to seise Lady Greystok* and follows Tarsan te than the secret of Ober CHAPTER HL—Spying on Tsnaa. Werper sees him load his blacks with ■old from the treasure chamber of the Bun Worshiper* A convulsion of Nature causes th* collates of the vault laapris•nin* Both anon. CHAPTER !▼.—Werper recovers from the shock and finding Tarsaa apparently dead he leaves him. Seeking a way to safety Werper is seised by priests of the Flaming God, a degenerate race. He is about to bo offered up as a sacrifice when Um ceremonies ar* interrupted by tin appearance of a hunger-maddened lion. CHAPTER V. PaMsvtog Tarsan dead his black followers return home with the gold Achmet Zek, acting on Werper** Information, has attacked the Greystoke home, burned it, and carried off Lady Greystok* Mugambi, Tarsan’» lieutenant. is severely wounded but recovers and follows ths raider* CMAFTBiK V*.—nova Greystoke recovers consdousnsss, but the accident has destroyed his memory and he Is ante Tarzan of the Ape* Fleeing from tig scene of his misfortune he ‘finds bUnsrtf te the jewel room of Opar. He fUls his noueh with the “pretty pebble*** Ranching th* sacrificial chamber he la r*»<nixed by La. high priestess, whom he had known te prevtoua year* He®l*ya toe Eon and releases Werper. The latter •see the jewels and covets themCHAPTER VH.—Tarsan and Werwer watch the former's party return to toe ruined Greystoke home and bury the gold. Tarsan has no memory of the Plao* He buries the jewels, which Werper digs UP, and escapee while Tarsan sleep* cWaptkr Vfti. —'Reaching Achmet Bek’s stronghold, Werper tells him of the gold but not of the jewel* Lady Greystoke is there, a prisoner. Achmet dlaESSs hai the total* and the Belgian, fearing for his Ufa. escapee with the gems. CHAPTER IX.-Tarxan mimes Werper Mt does not discover the theft of toe towel* He resumes the lif® of a wild ■an. La and the priesta of the Fl amine Bod seek Tarsan and Werper to recover the sacrificial knife, which the latter had tarried off. They capture Tarvan. APTER X.—The priestsmake toady Tarsan as a sacrifice to tbs Remtnr God. La offers him life In exSimr. forhla lov* He refuse* and to tea inn ria languor* calls Tantor, th* ManL to his rescue. Tantor comes, but insane rage Fk frees Tarsan and he saves net rrom foe elephant.

Ry Belgian determined on revenge. CHAPTER XII. The Flight of Weeper. : After Werper had arranged the dummy Id his bed. and sneaked -out Into the darkness of the village beneath the rear wall of his tent he had gone directly to the hot in which Jane Clayton was held captive. The Belgian, being one of Achmet Zek’s •principal lieutenants, might naturally go where he wished within or without the village, and so the sentry did not question his right to enter the hut with the white woman prisoner. Within, Werper called In French and in a low whisper: “Lady Greystoke! It la I, M. Frecoult. Where are youF* But there was no response. Hastily the man felt around the Interior, groping blindly through! the darkness with outstretched hands. There was no one within! Werper's astonishment surpassed words. He was on the point of stepping without to question the sentry, when his eyes, becoming accustomed to the dark, discovered a blotch of lesser blackness near the base of the ryar wall of the hut. Examination revealed the fact that the blotch was an opening cut in the wall. It was large enought to permit the passage of hia body, and, assured as he was that Greystoke had passed out through the aperture in an attempt to escape the village, he lost no time In availing himself of the same avenue; but neither did he lose time In a fruitless search for Jane Clayton. His own life depended upon the chaww of his eluding or outdistancing AtMmet Zek, when that worthy should haye discovered that he had escaped. His original plan had contemplated connivance in the escape of Lady Greystoke for good and sufficient reasons. Accompanied by * titled Englishwoman whom he had rescued from a frightful fate, and Mis Identity vouched for as that dt a Frenchman by the Mme of FrecOhlt, he had looked forward, and not without reason, to the active ajwtatanoe of the British from the moment that he came io contact But now that Lady Greystoke had though he still looked toFSe east for hope his chances

were lessened, and another, subsidiary design, completely , dashed. From the moment that he had first laid eyes upon Jane Clayton he had nursed within his breast a secret passion for the beautH fu) American wife of the English lord, and when Achmet Zek'j discovery of the Jewels had necessitated flight, the Belgian had dreamed, in his planning, of a future in which lie might convince Lady Greystoke that her husband wa* dead, and by playing upon her gratitude win her for himself. At that part of the village farthest from the gates Werper atacovered that two or three long poles, taken from a near-by pile which had been collected for the construction of huts, had been leaned against the top of the palisade, forming a precarious. though not impossible, avenue of escape. Rightly, he inferred that thus had Lady Greystoke found the means to scale the wall, nor did he lose even a moment in following her lead. Once in the Jungle he struck out directly eastward. A few miles south of him, Jane Clayton lay panting among the branches of a tree in which she haiT taken refuge from a prowling and hungry lioness. Her escape from the village had been much easier than she had anticipated. The knife which she had used to cut her way through the brush wall of the hut to freedom, she had found sticking in the wall of her prison, doubtless left there by accident when a former tenant had vacated the premise* - For an hour she had followed the bld game trail toward the south, until there fell upon her trained hearing the stealthy padding of a stalking beast behind her. The nearest tree gave her Instant sanctuary. for Bhe waa_tQQ wise in the ways of the Jungle to chance her safety for a moment after diacawhMt that she was being hunted. Werper, with better success, trav eled slowly onward until dawn, when, to his chagrin, he discovered a mounted Arab upon his trail. It was one of Achmet Zek’s minions, many of whom were scattered in all directions through the forest, searching for the fugitive Belgian. Jane Clayton’s escape had not yet been discovered when Achmet Zek and his searchers set forth to overhaul Werper. With the discovery of the Arab close behind him, the Belgian hid in the foliage of a leafy bush. Here the trail ran straight for a considerable distance, and down the shady forest aisle, beneath the overarching branches of the trees, rode the white-robed figure of the pursuer. Nearer and nearer he came. Werper crouched closer to the ground behind the leaves of his hiding place. Across the trail a vine moved. Werper's eyes instantly centered upon the spot. There was no wind to stir the foliage in the depths of the Jungle. Again the vine moved. In the mind of the Belgian only the presence of a sinister and malevolent -force could account for the phenomenon. The man’s eyes bored steadily Into the screen of leaves upon the opposite side of the trail. Gradually a form took shape beyond them —a tawny Jform, grim and terrible, with yellowgreen eyes glaring fearsomely acrow the narrow trail straight into his. Werper could have screamed in fright, but up the trail was coming the messenger of another death,. equally sure and no less terrible. He remained silent, almost paralyzed by fear.— The Arab approached. —Across the trail from Werper the lioa crouched for the spring, when suddenly his attention was attracted toward the horseman. i_ 1 The Belgian saw the massive head turn in the direction of the raider and his heart ail but ceased its beat ing as he waited the result of this Interruption. At a walk the horseman approached. Werper shuddered and half rose. At the same Instant the lion sprang from his place of concealment, full upon the mounted man”. The horse, with a shrill neigh of terror, shrank

Dragged the Helpless Arab From His Saddle.

sideways almost upon the Belgian, the lion dragged the helpless Arab from his saddle, and the horse leaped back Into the trail and flew away toward the west. But he did not flee alone. Aa the frightened beast had pressed in upon him, Werper had not been slow to note the quickly emptied saddle and the opportunity it presented. Scarcely had the lion dragged the Arab from one aMk tb“ Belgian, seizing the pom X - • ,- r — —

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mel of the saddle and the horse’s mane, leaped upon the horse’s back from the other. • « A half hour later a naked giant, swinging easily through the lower branches of the trees, paused, and with ra 1 se<the?rd,and di 1 n 111 rl 1 s sniffed the morning air. The smell of blood fell strong upon his nose, and mingled with it wax the scent of the »on. The giant cocked his head upon one side and listened. From a short distance up the trail came the unmlstkable noises of the greedy feeding of a lion. Tarzan approached the spot, still keeping to the branches of the trees. He made jioeffort to conceal his approach, and presently he had evidence that Numa had heard him, from the ominous, rumbling warning that broke from a thicket beside the trail. ■ Halting upon a low branch just above the lion Tarzan looked down upon the grisly scene. Could this unrecognizable thing be the man he had been trailing? He scolded Numa and tried to drive th* great beast away; but only angry ■mall branches from a near-by limb and hurled them at his ancient enemy. Numa looked up with bared fangs, grinning hideously, but he did not rise frem his kill. Then Tarzan fitted an arrow to his bow, and drawing the slim shaft far back let drive with all the force of the tough wood that only he could bend. As the arrow sank deeply into his side, Numa leaped to his feet with a roar of mingled rage and pain. He leaped futilely, at the grinning apeman, tore at the protruding end of the shaft, and then, springing into the trail, paced back and forth beneath his tormentor. AgafnTarzanloosed^a 2 swift bolt. This time the missile, aimed with care, lodged In the. Hon’s spine. The great ceature halted in its tracks, and lurched awkwardly forward upon its face, paralyzed. Tarzan dropped to the trail, ran quickly to the beast’s side, and drove his spear deep Into the fierce heart, then after recovering his arrows turned hi* attention to the mutilated remains of the animal’s prey in the near-by thicket - ? - The face was gone, — Arab~ garments aroused no doubt as to the man’s identity, since he had trailed him into the Arab camp and out again, where he might easily have acquired the apparel. So sure was Tarzan that the body was that of he who had robbed him that he made no effort to verify his deductions by scent among the conglomerate odors of the great carnivore and the fresh blood of the victim. - , He confined his attentions to a careful search for the pouch, but nowhere upon or about the corpse was any sign of the missing article or its contents. The ape-man was disappointed —possibly not so much because of the loss of the colored pebbles as with Numa for robbing him of the pleasures of revenge. Wondering what could have become of his possessions, the ape-man turned slowly back along the trail In the direction from which he had come. Taking to the trees, he moved directly annth in new rch of prey, that hemight satisfy his hunger before midday, and then lie up for the afternoon. Scarcely had he quitted the trail when a tall, black warrior, moving at a dogged trot, passed toward the east. It was Mugambi, searching for his mist ress. He continued along the trail, halting to examine the body of the dead lion. The black looked furtively about him. The body was still warm, and frem this fact he reasoned that the killer was close at hand, yet no sign of living man appeared. Mugambi shook his head, and continued along the trail, but with redoubled caution. All day he traveled, stopping occasionally to call aloud the single word, “Lady,” in the hope that at last she might hear and respond; but in the end his loyal devotion brought him to disaster. From the northeast, for several months, Abdul Mourak, in command of a detachment of Abyssinian soldiers, had been assiduously searching for the Arab raider, Achmet Zek, who, six months previously, had affronted the majesty of Abdul Mourak’s emperor by conducting a slave raid within the boundaries of Menelek’s domain. And. now It happened that Abdul Mourak had halted for a short rest at noon upon this very day and along the same trail that Werper and Mugambi were following toward ths east. It was shortly after the soldiers had dismounted that the Belgian, unaware of their presence, rode his tired mount almost into their midst, before he had discovered them. Instantly he was surrounded, and a volley of questions hurled at him, as he was pulled from his horse and led toward the presence of toe commander. Falling back upon his European nationality Werper assured Abdul Mourak that he was a Frenchman, hunting in Africa, and that he had been attacked by strangers, his safari killed or scattered, and himself escaping only by a nfirade. From a chance remark of the Abyusinian, Werper discovered toe purpose of toe expedition. Lest he might again dan into toe hands of toe raider he discouraged Abdul Mourak in toe further prosecution of bls pursuit, assuring the Abyssinian that Atom* Eek rii—i*ufl ed a large and dangerous force, and also that he was marching rapidly toward the south. Convinced that it would take a long time to overhaul the raider, and that toe chances of engagement made the outcome extremely questionable, Mourak, none t« o unwittingly, abandoned bls plan the necessary orders

for his command to pitch camp where they were, preparatory to taking up the rettirn march toward Abyssinia the following morning. It was iale in the afternoon that the altenflohoFthe campwas attracted toward the west by the sound of a powerful voice calling a single word, repeated several times: “Lady! Lady! Lady!” True to their instincts of precaution, a number of Abyssinfans, acting under orders from Abdul Mourak, advanced stealthily through the Jungle toward the author of the call. A half hour later they returned, dragging Mugambi among them. The first person the big black's eyes fell upon as he was hustled into the presence of the Abyssinian officer was M. Jules Frecoult, the Frenchman who had been the guest of his master and whom he last had seen entering the village of Achmet Zek under circumstances which pointed to his familiarity and friendship for the raiders. Between the disasters that had befallen his master and his inaster’fr house and the Mugambi saw a sinister relationship, which kept him from recalling to Werper’s attention the identity which the latter evidently failed to recognize. Pleading that he was but a harmless hunter from a. tribe farther south, Mugambi begged to be allowed to go upon his way; but Abdul Mourak, admiring the warrior’s splendid physique, decided to take him back to Adis Abeba and present him to Menelek. Mugambi had not the slightest doubt but that during the course of the Journey he would find ample opportunity to elude the vigilance of his guards and make good his escape. Then there eame a time when Relearned a very surprising thing, by accidant - 7 .... The party had camped early in the afternoon of a sultry day upon the banks of a clear and beautiful stream. The bottom of the river was gravelly, there was no indication of crocodile, those menaces to promiscuous bathing in the rivers of certain portions of the dark continent, and so the Abyssinians took advantage of the opportunity to perform long-deferred and much needed ablutions. As Werper, who, with Mugambi, had been given permission to enter the water, removed his clothing the black noted the care with which he unfasten ed something which circled his waist, and which he took off with his shirt, jeeping the latter always around and concealing the object of his suspicious solicitude. It was this very carefulness which attracted the black’s attention to the thing, arousing a natural curiosity in the warrior’s mind, and so it chanced that when toe Belgian, in the nervousness of overcaution, fumbled the hidden article and dropped it, Mugambi saw it as it fell upon the ground, spilling a portion of its contents on the sward. Now, Mugambi had been to London with his master. He was not the unsophisticated savage that his apparel proclaimed him. The instant that the jewels of Opar rolled, scintillating, before his astonished eyes, he recognized them for what they were; but he recognized something else, too, that interested him far more deeply than the value of the stones. A thousand times he had seen the leathern pouch which dangled at his master’s side when Tarzan of the Apes had, in a spi ri t qf pl ay and adventure, elected to return for a few hours to the primitive manners and customs of his boyhood, and surrounded by his naked warriors hunt the Hon and the leopard, the buffalo and the elephant after the manner he loved best. r \ Werper saw that Mugambi had seen the pouch and the stones. Hastily he gathered up the precious gems and returned them to their container, while Mugambi, assuming an air of indifference, strolled down to the river for his bath. The following morning Abdul Mourak was enraged and chagrined to discover that his huge black prisoner had escaped during the night, while Werper was terrified for the same reason, until his trembling fingers discovered the pouch still in its place beneath his shirt, and within it the bard outlines of its contents. (To Be Continued).

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