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Tarzan of the Apes

Chapter 6 Jungle Battles

Word Count: 2340    |    Released on: 17/11/2017

and silent cabin by the little land-locked harbor. To Tarzan

roof, peer down the black depths of the chimney in vain endeavor

ures within, and the very impossibility of forcing

ing to discover means of ingress, but to the door he paid lit

, Tarzan noticed that from a distance the door appeared to be an independent part of the wall in which it was set,

e story of the thunder-stick having lost nothing in the telling during these ten years had quite s

could talk but little of what they had seen in the cabin, having no words to accurately describe either the strange people

that his father had been a strange white ape, but

fussing with the hinges, the knob and the latch. Finally he stumbled upon the r

finally, as his eyes became accustomed to the dim l

l clung the mildewed and moldered remnants of what had once been clothing. Upon the bed lay a simil

heed. His wild jungle life had inured him to the sight of dead and dying animals, and had he known tha

examined many things minutely - strange tools and weapons, books, paper, clothing - wh

not baffle his small experience, and in thes

iately proceeded to cut his finger. Undaunted he continued his experiments, finding th

explorations. In a cupboard filled with books he came across one wi

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ome little monkeys such as he saw daily flitting through the trees of his primeval forest. But nowhere

, but he soon saw that they were not real, though he knew no

ared beneath and between the colored pictures - some strange kind of bug he thought they might be, for many of them had legs though nowh

any living thing which had the remotest idea that such a thing a

y was quite at a loss to guess th

his old enemy, Sabor, the lioness, an

joyed anything so much. So absorbed was he that he did not note the app

o the gathering darkness he closed the great door of the cabin behind him as it had been before he discovered the secret of its lock, but before h

ore him from the shadows of a low bush. At first he thought it was one of his own

t he must stand and fight for his life; for these great beasts were the deadly

ttle English boy, though enormously muscular for such, he stood no chance against his cruel antagonist. In his veins, though, flowed the bl

ed itself he would have escaped, but solely because his judgment told him he was no match for the great thing which confronted him. And since reaso

lephant. But in one hand he still clutched the knife he had found in the cabin of his father, and as the brute, striking and biting, closed upo

shining toy, so that, as the tearing, striking beast dragged him to e

uck terrific blows with its open hand, and tore the fle

ng arm struck home with the long sharp blade, then the little figure stiffened with a spasmodic jerk, and Tarzan,

danger threatened, Kerchak called his people together, partly for mutual protection against a common enemy, since t

nce. Kerchak himself had no liking for the strange little waif, so he listened to Tublat, and, fin

at Tarzan was absent ere she was fairly flying through the matted branches to

ending its faint light to cast strange, grotesqu

th, but for the most part they only served to accen

swinging through space at the end of another, only to grasp that of a farther tree in her rapid progress towa

with some other denizen of the fierce wood. Suddenly these crie

raised in the agony of suffering and death, but no sound had come to

t from which the sounds of the struggle had come, she moved more warily and at last slowly and with extreme cautio

under the brilliant light of the moon - little Tarzan's torn a

oor, blood-covered body to her breast, listened for a sign of li

and for many days and nights she sat guard beside him, bringing him food

ould but lick the wounds, and thus she kept them cleansed

ild delirium of fever. All he craved was water, and this she br

ficing devotion than did this poor, wild brute for the li

mend. No word of complaint passed his tight set li

blows of the gorilla. One arm was nearly severed by the giant fangs, and a great piece had been

ng quietly, preferring to crawl away from the others and lie huddled in s

n search of food; for the devoted animal had scarcely eaten enough to support her own life while Tarza

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