 Farzhan of the Yeats brought to you from out the pages of Edgo Rice follows dramatic book Farzhan watches the column of flame lick smoke curling upward the hut his hut He thinks to himself for a moment is torn between two desires What does it go at once to the hut ought to return and he stops He has no words with which to tell Jane what he wishes to do go to the hut He must it is his next to Jane Porter He values it above all else it was there that he learned that he was a man and not an ape They are true as the little book he cannot read Lord Grey Stokes diary Farzhan does not know it But that diary is the only thing which can prove him to be the true heir to the Grey Stoke title to the states Farzhan looks down from the treetops down to where Jane Porter is hidden by the dense screens of tropic green Limb to limb branch to branch he flashes downward He thrusts aside the matted verdure and stands before Jane Farzhan looks at her he understands only the last words What was it Jane had said when she wanted to start off in the direction of mongers? Go go that was it He points towards the steadily rising shaft of smoke fight skin go fight skin go never before and Tarzan So wish that he could express his thoughts Curiously his mind groups for something anything that will indicate to Jane that he will return Jane senses his excitement feels the chill fingers of field with our hearts to be left alone She touches Tarzan's arm Tarzan holds the shaking girl close if only he could speak reassure her that he would soon return Without a word Tarzan lips are into his arms He places one arm above her waist and reaching above pulls himself to a higher branch Jane closes her eyes She feels herself being carried up up to the very loftiest branch of a jungle giant Tarzan shakes her gently She opens her eyes on every side the tree tops heads are in for miles and miles as far as the eye can see Nothing, but waving spires of green dancing in the shimmering heat waves Tarzan points out the smoke look fire Fire Jane nods her head this then is why he wants to go again Tarzan points to the billowing gray column then he taps himself on the chest Right again go back But you'll come back you'll come back quickly Tarzan looks at Jane Can it be that she's saying what he cannot tell her? He stretches his hand out and then slowly brings it toward him and places it on Jane's head Come back quickly Right again go back Come back quick quick quick. Yes. Yes, that's what I said Oh, I only knew that you understand what it means. I'm so afraid to be left alone Jane covers her face with her hands and Tarzan understanding the action gently pulls her hands away and looked into her eyes Holding the trembling girl with one bronze arm the eight man gently strokes her wavy hair and then Satisfied that she understands he holds her tightly and swings down into the denser foliage Jane opens her eyes to find herself back on the platform in the trees Tarzan lowers her gently White skin come back quick quick Tarzan looks down at her for a moment He leans forward places both hands on her shoulders and then Bending quickly he lightly touches her hair with his lips and in a flash disappears into the trees Meanwhile the search party under lieutenant Darno's guidance has wound its way deeper and deeper into the jungle up to the very edge of the clearing in which Tarzan killed Turcos Monsieur Trayton I am afraid that I do not know what to say But you think the further search is useful. We shall search as long as you desire But night will soon be upon us and I do not see any prospect of Accomplishing anything up to that. What you say is true Darno, but how can we tell pause? Where under this bush? Look probably dragged off by the hyenas a dead ape The jungle scavengers have not demolished the remains of this ape all together and Wait a moment. I make sure oh Professor Porter Your advice look Ah Why I Yes This ape has been killed by a knife Exactly the ape hide is cut and flashed severely Just below the heart in our jungle man evidently did for the ape But Clayton if he has I feel sure that he would have taken Jane back to the house Made by him look here See you where this stream has made the ground soft and muddy Human print then it certainly was Tarzan of the ape if that fellow is Tarzan But I understand Tarzan can talk English and Jane would naturally have asked him to take take her back But look Monsieur Clayton these footprints are almost in a straight line Aborigines in fact. But there are no aborigines here. At least we have not seen any I have been up and down this coast for 10 years and have heard many rumors of a tribe of blocks Somewhere in this vicinity. Oh, you will love me. You'll love me Jane may have been rescued from the ape only to fall into more brutal hands Missilla professor. I I do not know what to say Make on air I shall be brutal a Frank these blacks are Cannibal Nothing we can do wait a minute We've not heard the beating of any drums, which might indicate I sure it was off of course in a matter of days The one will have to rest and night is to the big cats For food then we better return to the hut Underweight the landing of the supply a week and I will ask won't cut my host for more supplies It's a threat be a necessary mature. We are already always due 10 degrees research for that shape yours and our stores are deported now if we walk into your Lagoon, I think Monsieur said who I think Monsieur said who will require more I see and back to the heart it will have to be and back to the heart it will have to be We can stop Water can we or blank out even if one is One must be practical very sorry that things seem to be finding so slowly professor My dear friend has been born upon the visit possibly theology of friends I have Wonderful to me so quite And here's the hut He sees us at the rising column of red and smoke comes with the rising column of red and smoke comes with the headlamp All he's preparing that the licking tongue to play in three threads of the clearing into his place like any Fielding a face from the scorching heat It's just brand after brand and cattle eat over the plot pushing them into the sea That's green and leafy and they're long sweeping stroke, but there's a lot growing embers down right the beach Despite that there's no longer an injured to the hut Tarzan can it and swings himself easily yet sparenly into the trees Only if to the fire Tarzan has noticed that's where it is empty Then hot the hut is something he wants to let the little black book with the Innit that he cannot read but now he drops silently into the clearing at the hut reaches the door in a few pieces I tried some pushes open the door quick Tarzan goes cupboard where he's left the books, but that was there He looks rapidly not the hut they are on a shelf about in box quickly He opens it the tin box quickly he opens it dipping his fingers into the familiar box He feels the smooth side of the best thing definitely He empties their arrows slips the diary into the crevices and groups the arrows back into place again And Tarzan scribes to the door. This is how he approaching the hut. He opens the door to put us across the clearing Tarzan stands up for his shoulder leaps for a low-hanging but over-splitting raisins