Adventure stories; Fantasy fiction; Tarzan (Fictitious character) -- Fiction
"We are friends," he cried. "I am Ja-don, Chief of Ja-lur. I and my
warriors lay our foreheads upon the feet of Dor-ul-Otho and pray that
he will aid us in our righteous fight with Lu-don, the high priest."
"You have not defeated him yet?" asked Tarzan. "Why I thought you would
be king of Pal-ul-don long before this."
"No," replied Ja-don. "The people fear the high priest and now that he
has in the temple one whom he claims to be Jad-ben-Otho many of my
warriors are afraid. If they but knew that the Dor-ul-Otho had returned
and that he had blessed the cause of Ja-don I am sure that victory
would be ours."
Tarzan thought for a long minute and then he spoke. "Ja-don," he said,
"was one of the few who believed in me and who wished to accord me fair
treatment. I have a debt to pay to Ja-don and an account to settle with
Lu-don, not alone on my own behalf, but principally upon that of my
mate. I will go with you Ja-don to mete to Lu-don the punishment he
deserves. Tell me, chief, how may the Dor-ul-Otho best serve his
father's people?"
"By coming with me to Ja-lur and the villages between," replied Ja-don
quickly, "that the people may see that it is indeed the Dor-ul-Otho and
that he smiles upon the cause of Ja-don."
"You think that they will believe in me more now than before?" asked
the ape-man.
"Who will dare doubt that he who rides upon the great GRYF is less than
a god?" returned the old chief.
"And if I go with you to the battle at A-lur," asked Tarzan, "can you
assure the safety of my mate while I am gone from her?"
"She shall remain in Ja-lur with the Princess O-lo-a and my own women,"
replied Ja-don. "There she will be safe for there I shall leave trusted
warriors to protect them. Say that you will come, O Dor-ul-Otho, and my
cup of happiness will be full, for even now Ta-den, my son, marches
toward A-lur with a force from the northwest and if we can attack, with
the Dor-ul-Otho at our head, from the northeast our arms should be
victorious."
"It shall be as you wish, Ja-don," replied the ape-man; "but first you
must have meat fetched for my GRYF."
"There are many carcasses in the camp above," replied Ja-don, "for my
men have little else to do than hunt."
"Good," exclaimed Tarzan. "Have them brought at once."
And when the meat was brought and laid at a distance the ape-man
slipped from the back of his fierce charger and fed him with his own
hand. "See that there is always plenty of flesh for him," he said to
Ja-don, for he guessed that his mastery might be short-lived should the
vicious beast become over-hungry.
It was morning before they could leave for Ja-lur, but Tarzan found the
GRYF lying where he had left him the night before beside the carcasses
of two antelope and a lion; but now there was nothing but the GRYF.
"The paleontologists say that he was herbivorous," said Tarzan as he
and Jane approached the beast.
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