Indianapolis Times, Volume 36, Number 230, Indianapolis, Marion County, 5 February 1925 — Page 8

TARZ AN ~ /THE APES By EDGAR RICE BURROUGHS

BEGIN HERE After the death in 1890 of John Clayton. Lord Greystoke. and bis wife. Lady Alice, in the African jungles. a mother ape steals their lnfan‘ son Tarzan and places her own dead babe in the cradle. At Id years Tarzan has lear: ed to read English books in his fathers cabin, but can speak only ape language. He finds his father's photo, diary and a locket. As the diary is in French Tarzan does not learn the riddle of his strange life. A ship bearing white passengers anchors near-by. Tarzan saves the lives of William Cecil Clayton, son of the then Lord Greystoke: his companion, Jane Porter, and her colored maid. Esmeralda. Prof. Achimedes Q. Porter. Jane’s father, and his secretary. Samuel J. Philander, bury the skeletons found in the cabin and notice the tiny one is not human. They ascertain from a crest ring and John Clayton's name in his books that the bones are of Lord and Lady Greystoke. Tarzan reads a letter written by Jane saying her father burrowed SIO,OOO from Robert Canler and went m search of buried treasure. After finding it the sailors mutiny and leave Jane and her father in Africa. Half starved survivors of the Arrow tell Professor Porter where they hid the chset. but he fails to find it. Tarzan has exhumed and reburied it Jane is stolen by an ape. Signal fires bring a rescue boat and the crew, headed by Lieut. D’Arnot. seaich for her. Jane embraces Tarzan ardently when le kills the ape to save her. Tarzan secretly rescues D'Arnot from savages. His men return without him. Tarzan nurses D'Arnot and communicates with him by writing on bark. D Arnot teaches Tarzan to speak French. When the two return to the cabin the entire party has sailed. Jane leaves a note for Tarzan. Her departure hurts him. deeply. Tarzan’s finger prints are taken to be compared with the infant's in the diary. He sails for America leaving D’Arnot and the treasure chest in Paris. Jane promises to marry Canler because it is her father’s wish. Tarzan ai rives at Jane's country home while a forest fire is raging. GO ON WITH THE STORY "Where Is Miss Jane?” cried Clayton, seizing Esmeralda by the shoulders and shaking her roughly. “Oh, Gaberelle, Marse Clayton, she done gone for a walk.” "Hasn’t she come back yet?” and, without waiting for a reply, Clayton dashed out into the yard, followed by the others. “Which way did she go?” cried the

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black haired giant of Esmeralda. "Down dat road,” cried the frightened black, pointing toward the south where a - mighty wall of roaring flames shut out the view. "Put these people In the other car,” shouted the stranger to Clayton. "I saw one as I drove up—and get them out of here by the north road. "Leave my car here. If I find Miss Porter we shall need it. If I don’t, no one will need it. Do as I say,” as Clayton hesitated, and then they saw the lithe figure bound away across the clearing toward the northwest the forest still stood, untouched by flame. In eqch rose the unaccountable feeling that a great responsibility had been raised firom their shoulders; a kind of implicit confidence in the power of the stranger to save Jane Porter if she could be saved. "Who was that?’’ asked Professor Porter. "I do not know,” replied Clayton. "He called me by name and he knew Jane, for he asked for her. And he called Esmeralda by name.” "There was something most startlingly familiar about him,” exclaimed Mr. Philander, “and yet. bless me. 1 know I never saw him before.” “Tut —tut!” cried Professor Porter. “Most remarkable! Who could it been, and why do I feel that Jane is safe, now that he has set out In search of her?” "I can’t tell you. Professor,” said Clayton soberly, "but I know I have the same uncanny feeling." “But come.” he cried, "we must get ont of here ourselves, or we shall be shut off,” and the party hastened toward Clayton’s machine. When Jane Porter turned to retrace her steps homeward she., was alarmed to note how near the smoke of the forest fire seemed, and hastened onward, her alarm became almost a panic when she perceived that the rushing flames were rapidly forcing their way between herself and the cottage. A short run down the road brought her to a horrified stand, for there before her was another wall of flame. An arm of the parent conflagration had shot out a half mile south of its mate to embrace this tiny strip of road in Its implacable clutches. Now she realized that It would be but a matter of minutes ere the whole space between the enemy on the north and the enemy on the south would be a sethlng mass of billowing flames. Calmly the girl kneeled down in the dust of and prayed to her Maker to give her strength to meet her fate bravely, and to deliver her father and her friends from death. Suddenly she heard her name being called aloud through the forest: "Jane! Jane Porter!” It rang strong and clear,’ but in a strange voice. “Here!” she called in reply. “Here! In the roadway!” Then through the branches of the trees she saw a figure swinging with the speed of a squirrel. A veering of the wind blew a cloud of, smoke about them and she coluld no longer see the man who was speeding toward her, but suddenly she f >lt a great arm about her. Then she.was lifted up, and she felt the rushing of the wind and the occasional brush of a branch as she was borne along. She opened her eyes. Far below her lay the undergrowth and the hard earth. About her was the waving foliage of the forest. From tree to tree swung the giant figure which bore her, and it seemed to Jane Porter that she was living over in a dream the experience that had been hers in that far African jungle. Oh, if It were but the same man who had borne her so swiftly through the tangled jferdurc on that other day; but that were impossible. Yet who else in all the world was there with the strength and agility/to do what this man was now doing? She stole a sudden glance at the face close to hers, and then she gave a little frightened -grasp—it was he! "My man!” she murmured. “No, It is the delirium which precedes death.” T She must have spoken aloud, for the eyes that bent occasionally to hears lighted with a smile.

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"Yes, your man, Jane Porter; your savage, primeval man come out of of the jungle to claim his mate —the woman who ran away from him,” he added almost fiercely. "I did not run away,” she whispered. “I would only consent to leave when they had waited a week for you to return.” Thy had come to point heyond the fire now, and he had turned back to the clearing. Side by side they were walking toward the cottage. The wind had changed once more and the fire was burning back upon itself—another hour like that and it would be burned out. “Why did you not return?!.’ she asked. “I was nursing D’Arnot. He was badly wounded.” Ah, I knew It!" she exclaimetfT “They said you had gone to Join the blacks—that they were your people.” He laughed. ‘'But you did not believe them, Jane? "No;— what shall I call you?” she asked. “What is your name?” F was Tarzan of the Apes when you first knew me,” he said. “Tarzan of the Apes!” she cried —“and that was your note I answered when I left?” “Yes, whose did you think it?” “I did not know; only that it could not be yours, for Tarzan of the Apes had written in English, and you could not understand a word of any language.” Again he laughed. “It is a long story, but it was I who wrote what I could not spedkyand now D’Arnot has made matters worse by teaching me to speak French instead of English.” “Come.” added, “jump into my car, we must overtake your father: they are only a little way ahead.” As they drove along, he said: “Then when you said in your note r.o Tarzan of the Apes that you loved another—you migl.it have meant me?” “I might have,” i he slnv “But in Baltimore—Oh, how I have searched for you—they told me you would possibly be married by now. That a man named Canler had come up here to wed you. Is that true?” “Yes.” “Do you love him?” ! “No.”. "Do you love me?" She buried her face in her hands. "I am promised to another. I cannot answer you, Tarzan of the

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Apes,” she cried. "You have answered. Now, tell me why you would marry one you do not love.” “My father owes him money.” Suddenly there came back to Tarzan the memory of the letter he had read —and the name Robert Canler and the hinted trouble which he had been unable to understand then. He smiled. 9 “If your father had not lost the treasure you would not feel forced to keep your promise to this man Canler?” “I could ask him to release me.” “And if hs refused?” “I have given my promise.” He was silent for a moment. “Suppose I should ask him?” ventured Tarzan. “He would scarcely accede to the demand of a stranger,” said the girl. “Especially one who wanted me himself.” "Terkoz did,” said Tarzan, grimly. Jane Porter shuddered and looked fearfully up at the giant figure beside her, for she knew that he meant the great anthropoid he had killed in her defense. “This is not an African jungle,” she said. "You are no longer / a savage beast. You are a gentleman, and gentlemen do not kill in cold blood.” “I am still a wild beast at heart,” he said, in a low voice, as though to himself. Again they were silent for a time. “Jane Porter,” said the man at length, “if you were free would you marry me?” She did not reply at once, but he waited patiently. The girl was trying to collect her thoughts. .What did she know of this strange creature at her side? What did he know of himself? Who was he? Who his parents Why, his very name echoed his mysterious origin and his savage life. He had no name. Could she be happy with this jungle waif? Could s.ie find anything in common with a husband whose life had been spent in the tree tops of an African wilderness, frolicing and fighting with fierce anthropoids? Could he ever rise to her social sphere? Could she bear to think of sinking to his? Would either be happy in such a horrible misalliance? “You do.-pot answer,” he said. “Do you shrink from wounding me?” "1 do not know what answer to make,” said Jane Porter sadly. “I do not knowjpy own mind.” “You do love me, then?” ha

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asked, in a level tone. “Do not ask me. You will be happier without me. You were never meant for the formal restrictions and conventionalities of society—civilization would become irksome to you, and in a little while you would long for the freedom of your old life—a life to which I am as totally unfitted as you to mine.” “I think I understand you,” he replied quietly. “I shall not urge you, for I would rather see you happy than to be happy myself. “I see now that you could not be happy with—an ape.” There was just the faintest tinge of bitterness in his voice. “Don’t,’V she remonstrated. “Don’t say that. You do not understand.” But before she could go on a sudden turn in the road brought them into the midst of a little hamlet. Before them stood Clayton’s car surrounded by the party he had brought from the cottage. Copyright, A. C.McClurg ft (Continued in Nest Issued

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