Headhunters of Yambesi

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 browned white son of the jungle. And now in the very words of Mr. Burrows, the story of headhunters of Yambisi. Some parts of Africa have changed little since the days when the first white men cross the dark continent.

And those changes that have occurred may be traced to the patient missionaries, the determined colonists, the intrepid pioneers who have long battled against the aboriginal cruelties of the wild people who inhabit a wild land.

But laws passed in foreign countries and relayed to colonial administrators will never alter the nature of the Congo. Instead, these laws often cause resentment and stimulate fresh outbreaks of terror. The enactment of a recent law had brought Tarzan to San Dizzyay to speak to Jean-O'Bare, Governor General.

But why should anyone want to tear down the curtain barriers which mark the forbidden trails? Those who in equity law do not realize that these trails forbidden to white men, their merely small paths used for native ceremonial.

They cannot understand that these trials lead only to a sacred place. This has no importance to civilized men. But if they knew that these barriers save the lives of those inexperienced in the jungle, surely they would.

Now, someone mentioned these forbidden trials in a report, and it stirred up a controversy in the chamber of deputies. And one fat politician spoke of restraint of trade. Another said the natives are attempting to halt colonial expansion.