n a huge
bole, dropping the mangled pulp to charge, trumpeting, after another.
Two he trampled beneath his huge feet and by then the others had
disappeared into the jungle. Now Tantor turned his attention once more
to Tarzan for one of the symptoms of madness is a revulsion of
affection--objects of sane love become the objects of insane hatred.
Peculiar in the unwritten annals of the jungle was the proverbial love
that had existed between the ape-man and the tribe of Tantor. No
elephant in all the jungle would harm the Tarmangani--the white-ape;
but with the madness of MUST upon him the great bull sought to destroy
his long-time play-fellow.

Back to the tree where La and Tarzan perched came Tantor, the elephant.
He reared up with his forefeet against the bole and reached high toward
them with his long trunk; but Tarzan had foreseen this and clambered
beyond the bull's longest reach. Failure but tended to further enrage
the mad creature. He bellowed and trumpeted and screamed until the
earth shook to the mighty volume of his noise. He put his head against
the tree and pushed and the tree bent before his mighty strength; yet
still it held.

The actions of Tarzan were peculiar in the extreme. Had Numa, or
Sabor, or Sheeta, or any other beast of the jungle been seeking to
destroy him, the ape-man would have danced about hurling missiles and
invectives at his assailant. He would have insulted and taunted them,
reviling in the jungle Billingsgate he knew so well; but now he sat
silent out of Tantor's reach and upon his handsome face was an
expression of deep sorrow and pity, for of all the jungle folk Tarzan
loved Tantor the best. Could he have slain him he would not have
thought of doing so. His one idea was to escape, for he knew that with
the passing of the MUST Tantor would be sane again and that once more
he might stretch at full length upon that mighty back and make foolish
speech into those great, flapping ears.

Finding that the tree would not fall to his pushing, Tantor was but
enraged the more. He looked up at the two perched high above him, his
red-rimmed eyes blazing with insane hatred, and then he wound his trunk
about the bole of the tree, spread his giant feet wide apart and tugged
to uproot the jungle giant. A huge creature was Tantor, an enormous
bull in the full prime of all his stupendous strength. Mightily he
strove until presently, to Tarzan's consternation, the great tree gave
slowly at