Indianapolis Times, Volume 42, Number 219, Indianapolis, Marion County, 21 January 1931 — Page 9

•TAN. 21, 1930

TANAR OF PELLUCIDAR By EDGAR RICE BURROUGHS “TARZAN OP THIT APES’*

_ STNOPSIS Tan*r lc a young warrior of San. a country in Pellucldar. a strange world aomewhere beneath the earth’s crust. In an Invasion of a horde of savages, calling themselves Korsars. Tanar is carried away on one of their shins. Stellara. who la aunposedlv the daughter of the Korsar chieftain. The Cld. makes friends with him. _ „ A terrlhc storm comes up. The Kor•ara take to the small boats, leaving Tanar and Stellara behind. Tanar learns that Stellara la not the daughter of Tme Cld. though he believes her to be. He had kidnaped her mother. Allara. from the Island of Amlocap previous to the birth of Stellara. but her mother told her that her father was an Amiocaplaa chief named Fodol. . . The derelict ship drifts to a shore Tanar and Stellara never have seen before. Native warriors, believing them to be Korsars. come out in canoes and try to drive them away. The two castaways learn that they are at the island of Amlocap. and Stellara tries to convince the warriors that her father la one of their countrymen. They refuse to believe her. but agree to give her a chance to prove what she claims. CHAPTER FIVE (Continued) "My mother'6 brother!" exclaimed Stellara, with deep emotions, but there was no answering emotion in the manner of the Amiocap warrior. ‘‘My father, is he here? Is he alive?” “That is the question,” said Vulhan, seriously. “Who is your father! Your mother was stolen by a Korsar. If the Korsar is your father, you are a Korsar.” ‘‘But he is not my father. Take me to my own father—although he never has seen me, he will know me and I shall know him.” “It will do no harm,” said a warrior too stood close to Vulhan. “If the girl is a Korsar. we shall know what to do with her.” “If she is the spawn of the Korsar who stole Allara, Vulhan and Fedol will know how to treat her,” said Vulhan savagely. “I am not afraid,” said Stellara. “And this other.” said Vulhan, nodding toward Tanar. “What of him?” “He was a prisoner of war that the Korsars were taking back to Korsar. Let him come with you.” “You are sure that he is no Korsar?” demanded Vulhan. “Look at him!” exclaimed the girl. “The men of Amiocap must know the people of Korsar well by sight. Does he look like a Korsar?” Vulhan was forced to admit that he did not. “Very well,” he said, “he may come with us; but, whatever your fate, he must share it.’’ “Gladly,” agreed Tanar. CHAPTER SIX Tanak and Stellara quit the deck of the derelict as places were made for them in the canoe and, as the little craft was paddled rapidly toward shore, neither felt any sorrow at parting from the drifting hulk that had been their home for so long. The last they saw of her, just as they were entering the cove, from which they first had seen the canoes emerge, she was drifting slowly with the ocean current, parallel with the green shore of Amiocap. At the upper end of the cove, the canoes were beached and dragged beneath the concealing foliage of the luxuriant vegetation. The warriors of Amiocap conducted their two prisoners into the jungle that grew almost to the water’s edge. At first there was no sign of trail and the leading warriors forced their way through the lush vegetation, but presently they came upon a little path which opened into a broad, well-beaten trail, along which the party moved in silence. During the march Tanar had an opportunity to study the men of Amiocap more closely and he saw that, almost without exception, they were symmetrically built, with rounded, flowing muscles that suggested a combination of agility and strength. Their features were regular, and there was not among them one who might be termed uglyOn the whole, their expressions were open rather than cunning, and kindly rather than ferocious; yet the scars upon the bodies of many of them and their well-worn and efficient-looking, though crude, weapons suggested that they might be head hunters and fierce warriors. There was a marked dignity in their carriage and demeanor which appealed to Tanar. Stellara, walking at his side, appeared unusually happy and there was an expression of contentment upor her face that the Sari an never had seen there before. She had been watching him as well as the Amiocapians. “What do you think of my people?” she whispered proudly. “Are they not wonderful?” “They are a fine race,” he replied. “It is all just as I have dreamed it so many times,” said the girl, with a happy sight. “I always have known that some day I should come to Amiocap and that it would be just as my mother told me that it

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was—the great trees, the giant ferns, the gorgeous, flowering vines and bushes. “There are fewer savage beasts here than in other parts of Pellucidar and the people seldom war among themselves, so that for the most part they live in peace and contentment, broken only by the raids of the Korsars or an occasional raid upon their fields and villages by the great tandors. Do you know what tandors are, Tanar?” Tanar nodded. “I have heard of them in Amoz,” he said, “though they are rare in Rari.” “There are thousands of them upon the Island of Amiocap,” said the girl, “and my people are the greatest tandor hunters in Pellucidar.” nun AGAIN they walked on in silence, Tanar wondering what the attitude of the Amiocapians would be toward them, and, if friendly, whether they would be able to assist him in making his way back to the distant mainland, where Sari lay. To this primitive mountaineer it seemed little short of hopeless even to dream of returning to his native land, for the sea appalled him, nor did he have any conception as to how he might set a course across its savage bosom, or navigate any craft that he later might find at his disposal; yet so powerful is the homing instinct in the Pellucidarians that there was no doubt in his mind that so long as he lived he always would be searching for a way back to Sari. He was glad that he did not have to worry about Stellara, for if it was true that she was among her own people she could remain upon Amiocap and there would rest upon him no sense of responsibility for her return to Korsar, but, they did not accept her—that was another matter; then Tanar would have to seek for means of escape from an island peopled by enemies, and he would have to take Stellara with him. But this chain of thought was interrupted by a sudden exclamation from Stellara. “Look!” she cried. “Here is a village; perhaps it is the very village of my mother.” “What did you say?” inquired a warrior. “I said that perhaps this is the village where my mother lived before she was stolen by the Korsars.” “And you say that your mother was Allara?” inquired the warrior. “Yes.” “This was indeed the village in which Allara lived,” said the warrior; “but do not hope, girl, that you will be received as one of them, for unless your father also was of Amiocap, you are not an Amiocapian. It will be hard to convince any one that you are not the daughter of a Korsar father, and as such you are a Korsar and no Amiocapian.” “But how can you know that my father was a Korsar?” demanded Stellara. “We do not have to know',” replied the warrior, “it is merely a matter of what we believe, but that is a question that will have to be settled by Zural, the chief of the village of Lar.” “Lar,” replied Stellara. “That is the village of my mother! This, then, must be Lar.” “It is,” replied the warrior. a n THE village of Lar was encircled by the most remarkable fence that Tanar ever had seen. The posts, instead of being set in the ground, were suspended from heavy fiber rope that ran from tree to tree, the lower ends of the posts hanging at least four feet above the ground. Holes had been bored through the posts at intervals of twelve or eighteen inches and into those were inserted hardwood stakes four or five feet in length and sharpened at either end. Those stakes protruded from the posts in all directions, parallel with the ground, and the posts were hung at such distance from one another that the points of the stakes, protruding from contiguous posts, left intervals of from two to four feet between. Asa safeguard against an attacking enemy they seemed futile to Tanar, for in entering the village the party had passed through the open spaces between the posts without being hindered by the barrier. But conjecture as to the purpose of this strange barrier was crowded from his thoughts by other occurrences, for no sooner had they entered the village than they were surrounded by a horde of men, women and children. “Who are these?” demanded some. “They say that they are friends,”

replied Vulhan, “but we believe that they are from Korsar. “Korsars!” cried the villagers. “I am no Korsar,” crlef Stellara, angrily. “I am the daughter of Allara, the sister of Vulhan.” “Let her tell that to Zural,” cried one. “Zural tfill know what to do with Korsars.’* “Yes, take them to Zural,” cried another. “It is to Zural that I am taking them,” replied Vulhan. The villagers made way for the warriors and their prisoners and, as the latter passed through the aisles thus formed, many were the ugly looks cast upon them and many the expressions of hatred that they overheard. They were conducted to a large hut near the center of the village. a o a LIKE the other dwellings of the village of Lar, the floors of the chief’s house were raised a foot or eighteen inches above the ground. The thatched roof of the great, open living room, into which they were conducted, was supported by enormous ivory tusks of the giant tandors. The floor, which appeared to be constructed of unglazed tile, was covered almost entirely by the hides of wild animals. There were a number of low, wooden stools standing about the room, and one higher one that might almost have been said to have attained the dignity of a chair. Upon this larger stool was seated a stern-faced man, who scrutinized them closely as they were halted before him. For several seconds no one spoke, and then the man upon the chair turned to Vulhan. “Who are these?” he demanded. “We took them from a Korsar ship that was drifting helplessly with the ocean current,” said Vulhan, “and we have brought them to Zural, chief of the village of Lar, that he may hear their story and judge whether they be the friends they claim to be, or the Korsar enemies that we believe them to be. This one,” and Vulhan pointed to Stellara, "says she is the daughter of Allara.” “I am the daughter of Allara,” said Stellara. “And who was your father?” demanded Zural. “My father’s name is Fedol,” replied Stellara. “How do you know?” asked Zural. “My mother told me.” “Where were you born?” demanded Zural. “In the Korsar city of AUaban,” replied Stellara, “Then you are a Korsar,” stated Zural with finality. “And this one, what has he to say for himself?” asked Zural, indicating Tanar with a nod. “He claims that he was a prisoner of the Korsars, and that he comes from a distant kingdom called Sari.” (To Be Continued.) (Copyright. 1931, by Metropolitan Newspaper Feature Service. Inc.; Copyright. 1929. Edgar Rice Burroughs. Inc.)

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