Indianapolis Times, Volume 42, Number 243, Indianapolis, Marion County, 18 February 1931 — Page 7

FEB. 18, 1931.

TANAR OF PELLUCIDAR

By EDGAR RICE BURROUGHS "TARZAN*O° THE* APES”

CHAPTER THIRTY 'IX7'HIcN the two girls were re- ! YY vived sufficiently and rested to continue the journey, the party ! set out again, making their way to the east for a short distance and then turning north again, for i£; had been Tanar’s plan to throw the Korean off the trail by traveling nortn, rather than east or south. Later they would turn to the east, far north of the area which the Korsars might be expected to comb in search of them, and then again, after many marches, th|y would change their direction once more to the south. It was a circuitous route, but it seemed the safest. The forest changed to pine and cedar and there windswept wastes, rotted with gnarled and stunted t rees. The air was cooler than they ever had kftown it In their native land, and when the wind blew from the north they shivered around roaring campfires. The animals ••hey met were scarcer and bore lieavler fur, and nowhere was there sign of man. Upon one occasion when they •topped to camp Tanar pointed to the ground before him “Look!” he cried to David. “My shadow no longer Is beneath me,' and then, looking up, “the sun is not above us.” “I have noticed that,” replied David, “and I am trying to understand the reason for it, and perhaps I shall, with the aid of the legends of the Korsars.” As they proceeded their shadows grew longer and longer and the light and heat of the sun diminished until they traveled in a semi-twilight that always was cold. Long since they had been forced to fashion warmer garments from the pelts of beasts they had killed. Tanar and Ja wanted to turn back toward the southeast, for their strange homing instinct drew them in that direction toward their own country, but David asked them to accompany him yet a little farther, for his mind had evolved a strange and wonderful theory and he wished to press on a little farther to obtain and stronger proof of its correctness. u u WHEN they slept they rested beside roaring fires and once, when they awoke, they were covered by a light mantle of a cold, white substance that frightened the Pellucidarians, but that David knew was snow. . And the air was full of whirling particles and the wind bit those portions of their faces that were exposed, for now they wore fur caps and hoods and their hands were covered with warm mittens. “We can not go much further in tills direction,” said Ja, “or we all shall perish.” “Perhaps you are right,” said David. “You four turn back to the southeast and I will go yet a little further to the north and overtake you when I have satisfied myself that a thing that I believe is true.” “No,” cried Tanar, “we shall remain together, where you go we shall go.” “Yes,” said Ja, “we shall not abandon you.” .

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"Just a little farther north, then,” said David, “and I shall be ready to turn back with you,” and so they forged ahead over snow-covered ground into the deepening gloom that filled the souls of the Pellucidarians with terror. But after a while the wind changed and blew from the south and the snow melted and the air became balmy again, and the light increased, though the midday sun of Pellucidar now was scarcely visible behind them. “I can not understand it,” said Ja. “Why should it become lighter again, although the sun is farther away behind us?” “I do riot know,” said Tanar. “Ask David.” “I only can guess,” said David, “and my guess seems so preposterous that I dare not voice it.” u a “T OOK!” cried Stellara, pointing 1-j ahead. '‘lt is the sea.” "Yes,” said Gura, "a gray sea; It does not look like water.” “And what is that?” cried Tanar. “There is a great fire upon the sea.” “And the sea does not curve upward in the distance,” cried Stellara. “Everything is wrong in this country and I am afraid.”

‘BOLERO’ MAKES BIG HIT AT CONCERT Verbrugghen and His Orchestra Gave Indianapolis a Great Evening of Wonderful Music. BY WALTER D. HICKMAN THERE were two wonderful hits last night at English’s on a program of hits of the Minneapolis Symphony with Henri Verbrugghen conducting. The two sensational numbers were in the last group, a tone poem by Strauss, “Death and Transfiguration” and Ravel’s “Bolero.” The Ravel novelty, modern in its conception, was to my way of thinking the great sensation of the concert. „

Here was compeling color. Here was a volcano of sound. It started with just drum beats and finally the entire orchestra was giving its greatest strength to this really fascinating composition. I have heard “Bolero” over the radio, but this was the first time that I have heard an orchestra in the flesh to do it. It got so into the mind’s of the audience, or like Mr. Verbrugghen said “so much under ;he skin” that he would play an encore so that “we all could go to sleep.” I will never forget the wonderful way Verbrugghen and his men developed this Ravel number. Here was great play and consumate direction. Probably, Indianapolis has never heard the Strauss tone poem done more beautifully than it was done last night. Here we had the conductor and the orchestra at their very best. Here was great beauty. So powerful was this number, the way it was played, that one got the impression of going through a great spiritual cleaning.

David had stopped in his tracks and was staring at the deep red glow ahead. The others gathered around him and watched It, too. “What is it?” demanded Ja. “It can do but one thing,” replied David; “and yet I know that it can not be that thing. The very idea is ridiculous. It .is impossible and outlandish.” “But what might it be?” demanded Stellara. “The sun,” replied David. “But the sun is almost out of sight behind us,” Gura reminded him The others stood in silent awe, watching the edge of a blood red disc that seemed to be floating upon a gray ocean across whose reddened surface a brilliant pathway of red and gold led from the shore line to the blazing orb, where the sea and sky seemed to meet. - (To Be Continued) (Copyright. 1831. by Metropolitan Newspaper Feature Service, Inc.: Copyright, 1929. Edgar Rice Burroughs. Inc.) The pituitary gland, a little organ no larger than a pea located just below the skull, controls growth. If it is over-active, giants are produced; if not active enough growth is stunted.

Verbrugghen has done something with Beethoven’s “Symphony No. 7, in A major, Op. 92.” He has retourched the score in spots, gaining a wider use of instruments. The way Bach was played by this orchestra put the audience in just the right mood. The “Prelude and Fugue, in C sharp minor” was one of splendid beauty and charm. Here was a great musical evening with a fine organization and a marvelous conductor. He actually inspires his r en to do beautiful and great things. The only regretable thing was that English’s was not packed. It is a pitty that Mrs. Nancy Martens, who brought the orchestra here had to stand a pretty good size loss. And this noncapacity house last night may have a very serious effect upon the future of great orchestral music as presented by Mrs. Martens this season. Here is a mighty brave woman to face and actually receive a loss on orchestral concerts. And also a mighty wonderful woman not to complain about the losses. After the concert, Mrs. Carlyle Scott, manager of the company, and Mrs. Martens entertained the members of the orchestra at a supper at the Chamber of Commerce. The men told of their experiences and furnished their own fun. Another great orchestral evening and all the credit goes, to Mrs. Martens. Indianapolis theaters today offer: Jimmie Hall at the Indiana: “Cimarron,” at the Circle; “Illicit,” at the Apollo; “The Devil to Pay,” at the Palace; “Sin Takes a Holiday,” at the Ohio; Baby Rose Marie at the Lyric; movies at the Colonial, and burlesque at the Mutual.

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TARZAN AND THE GOLDEN LION

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—By Ahern

The fire of glowing anger was leaping to the girl’s eye. With a scornful gesture she silenced him. “What business is it of yours, Senor Esteban, who I choose for my friends?” The Spaniard ran his fingers through nts long black hair until it stood up on end like the mane of an angry lion. He appeared a man temporarily bereft of his reason. The girl realized that she must placate hirp. “Don’t excite yourself, Esteban,” she whispered softly. “I have not said that I loved oneTf the others—nor have I said that I do not love you.”

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