e rather than suffer Tibo to be taken
from her again.

Tarzan eyed them in silence. The sight of the boy clinging, sobbing,
to his mother aroused within his savage breast a melancholy loneliness.
There was none thus to cling to Tarzan, who yearned so for the love of
someone, of something.

At last Tibo looked up, because of the quiet that had fallen upon the
jungle, and saw Tarzan. He did not shrink.

"Tarzan," he said, in the speech of the great apes of the tribe of
Kerchak, "do not take me from Momaya, my mother. Do not take me again
to the lair of the hairy, tree men, for I fear Taug and Gunto and the
others. Let me stay with Momaya, O Tarzan, God of the Jungle! Let me
stay with Momaya, my mother, and to the end of our days we will bless
you and put food before the gates of the village of Mbonga that you may
never hunger."

Tarzan sighed.

"Go," he said, "back to the village of Mbonga, and Tarzan will follow
to see that no harm befalls you."

Tibo translated the words to his mother, and the two turned their backs
upon the ape-man and started off toward home. In the heart of Momaya
was a great fear and a great exultation, for never before had she
walked with God, and never had she been so happy. She strained little
Tibo to her, stroking his thin cheek. Tarzan saw and sighed again.

"For Teeka there is Teeka's balu," he soliloquized; "for Sabor there
are balus, and for the she-Gomangani, and for Bara, and for Manu, and
even for Pamba, the rat; but for Tarzan there can be none--neither a
she nor a balu. Tarzan of the Apes is a man, and it must be that man
walks alone."

Bukawai saw them go, and he mumbled through his rotting face, swearing
a great oath that he would yet have the three fat goats, the new
sleeping mat, and the bit of copper wire.

6

The Witch-Doctor Seeks Vengeance

LORD GREYSTOKE was hunting, or, to be more accurate, he was shooting
pheasants at Chamston-Hedding. Lord Greystoke was immaculately and
appropriately garbed--to the minutest detail he was vogue. To be sure,
he was among the forward guns, not being considered a sporting shot,
but what he lacked in skill he more than made up in appearance. At the
end of the day he would, doubtless, have many birds to his credit,
since he had two guns and a smart loader--many more birds than he could
eat in a year, even had he been hungry, which he was not, having but
just arisen from the break