Adventure stories; Fantasy fiction; Tarzan (Fictitious character) -- Fiction
The sun beating down upon the hot corral of The First Woman found it
deserted of life. Only the corpse of a youth lay sprawled where it had
fallen the previous evening. A speck appeared in the distant blue. It
grew larger as it approached until it took upon itself the form of a
bird gliding easily upon motionless wings. Nearer and nearer it came,
now and again winging great, slow circles, until at last it swung above
the corral of The First Woman. Once again it circled and then dropped
to earth within the enclosure--Ska, the vulture, had come. Within the
hour the body of the youth was hidden by a mantle of the great birds.
It was a two days feast, and when they left, only the clean picked
bones remained, and entangled about the neck of one of the birds was
a golden chain from which depended a diamond encrusted locket. Ska
fought the bauble that swung annoyingly beneath him when he flew and
impeded his progress when he walked upon the ground, but it was looped
twice about his neck and he was unable to dislodge it, and so he winged
away across The Great Thorn Forest, the bright gems gleaming and
scintillating in the sun.
Tarzan of the Apes, after eluding the women that had chased him and
the Alalus youth into the forest, halted in the tree beneath which the
frightened son of The First Woman had come to a terrified pause. He
was there, close above him, when Numa charged, and reaching quickly
down had seized the youth by the hair and dragged him to safety as the
lion's raking talons embraced thin air beneath the feet of the Alalus.
The following day the ape-man concerned himself seriously in the hunt
for food, weapons and apparel. Naked and unarmed as he was it might
have gone hard with him had he been other than Tarzan of the Apes, and
it had gone hard, too, with the Alalus had it not been for the ape-man.
Fruits and nuts Tarzan found, and birds' eggs, but he craved meat and
for meat he hunted assiduously, not alone because of the flesh of the
kill, but for the skin and the gut and the tendons, that he could use
in the fabrication of the things he required for the safety and comfort
of his primitive existence.
As he searched for the spoor of his prey he searched also for the
proper woods for a spear and for bow and arrows, nor were they
difficult to find in this forest of familiar trees, but the day was
almost done before the gentle wind, up which he had been hunting,
carried to his sensitive nostrils the scent spoor of Bara the deer.
Swinging into a tree he motioned the Alalus to follow him, but so inept
and awkward was the creature that Tarzan was compelled to drag him to
a place among the branches, where, by signs, he attempted to impart to
him the fact that he wished him to remain where he was, watching the
materials that the ape-man had collected for his weapons, while the
latter continued the hunt alone.
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