Adventure stories; Fantasy fiction; Tarzan (Fictitious character) -- Fiction
After two hours of marching the trail turned sharply to the right and
entered a narrow and rocky gorge, the entrance to which was so choked
with trees and undergrowth that it could not have been visible from any
point upon the slopes below.
The gorge soon narrowed until its rocky walls could be spanned by a
man's outstretched arms. The floor, strewn with jagged bits of granite
from the lofty cliffs above, afforded poor and dangerous footing, so
that the speed of the column was greatly reduced.
As they proceeded Tarzan realized that, although they were entering
more deeply into the mountains, the trend of the gorge was downward
rather than upward. The cliffs on either side rose higher and higher
above them until in places the gloom of night surrounded them and, far
above, the stars twinkled in the morning sky.
For a long hour they followed the windings of the dismal gorge. The
column halted for a minute or two and immediately after the march was
resumed Tarzan saw those directly ahead of him filing through an arched
gateway in the man-made wall of solid masonry that entirely blocked the
gorge to a height of at least a hundred feet. Also, when it was the
ape-man's turn to pass the portal, he saw that it was guarded by other
soldiers similar to those into whose hands he had fallen and that it
was further reinforced by a great gate of huge, hand-hewn timbers that
had been swung open to permit the party to pass.
Ahead of him Tarzan saw a well-worn road leading down into a dense
forest in which huge, live oaks predominated, though interspersed with
other varieties of trees, among which he recognized acacias and a
variety of plane tree as well as a few cedars.
Shortly after passing through the gate the officer in charge gave the
command to halt at a small village of conical huts that was inhabited
by blacks not unlike the Bagegos, but armed with pikes and swords
similar to those carried by the legionaries.
Preparations were immediately made to camp in the village, the blacks
turning over their huts to the soldiers, quite evidently, judging from
the expressions on their faces, with poor grace. The legionaries took
possession of whatever they wished and ordered their hosts about with
all the authority and assurance of conquerors.
At this village a ration of corn and dried fish was issued to the
prisoners. They were given no shelter, but were permitted to gather
deadwood and build a fire, around which they clustered, still chained
neck to neck.
Numerous birds, strange to Tarzan, flitted among the branches of the
trees overhead and numerous monkeys chattered and scolded, but monkeys
were no novelty to Tarzan of the Apes, who was far more interested in
noting the manners and customs of his captors.
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