Adventure stories; Fantasy fiction; Tarzan (Fictitious character) -- Fiction
The wealth of one warrior family might lie in the beauty and perfection
of the gold and silver ornaments it sold to its wealthy fellows and
in such an instance all its skilled slaves, other than those required
for personal and household duties, would be employed in the designing
and fabrication of these articles. Another family might devote its
attention to agriculture, another to the raising of diadets; but all
the work was done by the slaves, with the single exception of the
breaking of the diadets that were bred for riding, an occupation
that was not considered beneath the dignity of the warrior class,
but rather, on the contrary, looked upon as a fitting occupation for
nobles. Even the king's son broke his own diadets.
As an interested spectator Tarzan whiled the lazy days away. To his
repeated queries as to the possibility of a way out of this bizarre,
thorn-infested world, his hosts replied that it was naught to penetrate
the forest of thorn trees, but that as it continued indefinitely to
the uttermost extremities of matter it were quite useless to attempt
to penetrate it at all, their conception of the world being confined
to what they actually had seen--a land of hills, valleys and forest,
surrounded by thorn trees. To creatures of their size the thorn forest
was far from impenetrable, but Tarzan was not their size. Still he
never ceased to plan on a means of escape, though he was in no great
haste to attempt it, since he found the Minunians interesting and it
suited his present primitive mood to loll in lazy ease in the city of
Trohanadalmakus.
But of a sudden a change came, early of a morning, just as the first,
faint promise of dawn was tinging the eastern sky.
CHAPTER VII
The Alalus youth, son of The First Woman, ranged the forest in search
of the ape-man, the only creature that ever had stirred within his
savage, primitive breast any emotion even slightly akin to affection;
but he did not find him. Instead he fell in with two older males of his
own species, and these three hunted together, as was occasionally the
custom of these inoffensive creatures. His new acquaintances showed
little interest in his strange armament--they were quite content with
a stick and a stone knife. To the former an occasional rodent fell
and the latter discovered many a luscious grub and insect beneath the
mold that floored the forest or hidden under the bark of a tree. For
the most part, however, they fed upon fruits, nuts and tubers. Not so
the son of The First Woman, however. He brought in many birds and an
occasional antelope, for he was becoming daily more proficient with
the bow and the spear, and as he often brought in more than he could
eat and left the remainder to his two fellows, they were permanently
attached to him, or at least until such time as some fearsome woman
should appear upon the scene to shatter their idyllic existence and
drag one of them away to her corral.
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