Tarzan and the Man from Another World

From the heart of the jungle comes a savage cry of victory. This is Tarzan, Lord of the Jungle. From the black core of dark Africa, land of enchantment, mystery and violence comes one of the most colorful figures of all time, transcribed from the immortal pen of Edgar Rice Burrows.

Tarzan, the bronzed white son of the jungle. And now in the very words of Mr. Burrows, the story of Tarzan and the man from another world. Tarzan's mission had brought him deep into the Congo near the great rubber plantations at Lamfumney.

He traveled rapidly through the jungle night, moving easily through the upper level. But suddenly he stopped and his eyes opened wide as he looked up at the Congo heavens. A moment ago, all had been inky blackness, but now a huge ball of fire streaked across the sky, leaving in its wake a shower of red and green and yellow.

For a moment, all was deathly still and terrifying. And then as the firmament became black again, the jungle was filled with the screams of frightened animals, and from far off came the sounds of native drums.

Tarzan moved quickly again. A few minutes later he entered a native village that was sprained to him. Cyan in the sky is nice as the demons. Now you know God's angry with you. He's big, Cyan.

You mean God's not spare next one who go against the word of white water? Why are you attempting to frighten the people of your tribe, which, Doctor? Doctor, who are you? I am Tarzan. And I've known to many tribes as Lord of the Jungle.

So are you, Art Tarzan. Did you see sign of demons? I saw the strange ball of fire in the heavens. But I doubt that it was a sign of the demons. Just why are you so convinced of that fact?