Reunited

Tarzan of the Apes, from the novels by Edgar Rice Burrows, with Mr. James H. Pierce as Tarzan and Miss Joanne Burrows as Jane Porter. Professor Porter with his party, searching the African jungle for his daughter, have imposed themselves as medicine men upon a cannibal tribe, but are virtually prisoners.

Jane Porter, rescued from the jungle's perils by Tarzan, believes her father to be at the cannibal Crowl. She induces Tarzan to take her with him upon one of his four aides to the Crowl in search of arrows.

Suddenly the blacks swarm upon them and overpower them. No. Are you ready? Hold your breath. This column of flame-like smoke rises from the sacrificial fire.

The circling chanting natives, pierce them in their tribal ornaments, loom, black, and grotesque against the ruddy globe. Defended howling is given way to arithmic chanting. For now the white devil god, as they call Tarzan, lies bound and helpless, and with him the white memsa.

In a short time, a very short time, when the moon is full, The white devil got to rely on the hot stones. The rain God will approve and the terrible drought will end. The cadence of the drums rises and falls.

The black circles after and after. In the hot ones where they have been thrown, Jane and Pazam lie visis. I don't like them. As I would say, it was a good fight and it lasted.

Jane hurt? I really don't know what's going on. I can't move. And I'm one big ape from head to toe. But I don't believe they're any bones broken. White skin hurt? No, little more rope breaks.

White skin breaks, Jane rope. White skin, Jane, go quick. Oh, I'm glad you feel that way, White skin. I don't think we will get out. In strangers, it may be. I'm almost reconciled. I expect to be killed.