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The
boats
,
and
trains
,
and
cows
and
horses
were
quite
meaningless
to
him
,
but
not
quite
so
baffling
as
the
odd
little
figures
which
appeared
beneath
and
between
the
colored
pictures
--
some
strange
kind
of
bug
he
thought
they
might
be
,
for
many
of
them
had
legs
though
nowhere
could
he
find
one
with
eyes
and
a
mouth
.
It
was
his
first
introduction
to
the
letters
of
the
alphabet
,
and
he
was
over
ten
years
old
.
Of
course
he
had
never
before
seen
print
,
or
ever
had
spoken
with
any
living
thing
which
had
the
remotest
idea
that
such
a
thing
as
a
written
language
existed
,
nor
ever
had
he
seen
anyone
reading
.
So
what
wonder
that
the
little
boy
was
quite
at
a
loss
to
guess
the
meaning
of
these
strange
figures
.
Near
the
middle
of
the
book
he
found
his
old
enemy
,
Sabor
,
the
lioness
,
and
further
on
,
coiled
Histah
,
the
snake
.
Oh
,
it
was
most
engrossing
!
Never
before
in
all
his
ten
years
had
he
enjoyed
anything
so
much
.
So
absorbed
was
he
that
he
did
not
note
the
approaching
dusk
,
until
it
was
quite
upon
him
and
the
figures
were
blurred
.
He
put
the
book
back
in
the
cupboard
and
closed
the
door
,
for
he
did
not
wish
anyone
else
to
find
and
destroy
his
treasure
,
and
as
he
went
out
into
the
gathering
darkness
he
closed
the
great
door
of
the
cabin
behind
him
as
it
had
been
before
he
discovered
the
secret
of
its
lock
,
but
before
he
left
he
had
noticed
the
hunting
knife
lying
where
he
had
thrown
it
upon
the
floor
,
and
this
he
picked
up
and
took
with
him
to
show
to
his
fellows
.
He
had
taken
scarce
a
dozen
steps
toward
the
jungle
when
a
great
form
rose
up
before
him
from
the
shadows
of
a
low
bush
.
At
first
he
thought
it
was
one
of
his
own
people
but
in
another
instant
he
realized
that
it
was
Bolgani
,
the
huge
gorilla
.
So
close
was
he
that
there
was
no
chance
for
flight
and
little
Tarzan
knew
that
he
must
stand
and
fight
for
his
life
;
for
these
great
beasts
were
the
deadly
enemies
of
his
tribe
,
and
neither
one
nor
the
other
ever
asked
or
gave
quarter
.
Had
Tarzan
been
a
full-grown
bull
ape
of
the
species
of
his
tribe
he
would
have
been
more
than
a
match
for
the
gorilla
,
but
being
only
a
little
English
boy
,
though
enormously
muscular
for
such
,
he
stood
no
chance
against
his
cruel
antagonist
.
In
his
veins
,
though
,
flowed
the
blood
of
the
best
of
a
race
of
mighty
fighters
,
and
back
of
this
was
the
training
of
his
short
lifetime
among
the
fierce
brutes
of
the
jungle
.
He
knew
no
fear
,
as
we
know
it
;
his
little
heart
beat
the
faster
but
from
the
excitement
and
exhilaration
of
adventure
.
