Тарзан, приёмыш обезьян
Jungle Battles
Likesomehugephantom,Kalaswungnoiselesslyfromtreetotree;nowrunningnimblyalongagreatbranch,nowswingingthroughspaceattheendofanother,onlytograspthatofafarthertreeinherrapidprogresstowardthesceneofthetragedyherknowledgeofjunglelifetoldherwasbeingenactedashortdistancebeforeher.
Thecriesofthegorillaproclaimedthatitwasinmortalcombatwithsomeotherdenizenofthefiercewood.Suddenlythesecriesceased,andthesilenceofdeathreignedthroughoutthejungle.
Kalacouldnotunderstand,forthevoiceofBolganihadatlastbeenraisedintheagonyofsufferinganddeath,butnosoundhadcometoherbywhichshepossiblycoulddeterminethenatureofhisantagonist.
ThatherlittleTarzancoulddestroyagreatbullgorillasheknewtobeimprobable,andso,asshenearedthespotfromwhichthesoundsofthestrugglehadcome,shemovedmorewarilyandatlastslowlyandwithextremecautionshetraversedthelowestbranches,peeringeagerlyintothemoon-splashedblacknessforasignofthecombatants.
Presentlyshecameuponthem,lyinginalittleopenspacefullunderthebrilliantlightofthemoon—littleTarzan’stornandbloodyform,andbesideitagreatbullgorilla,stonedead.
WithalowcryKalarushedtoTarzan’sside,andgatheringthepoor,blood-coveredbodytoherbreast,listenedforasignoflife.Faintlysheheardit—theweakbeatingofthelittleheart.
