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The
tribe
shivering
from
the
cold
rain
,
huddled
at
the
bases
of
great
trees
.
The
lightning
,
darting
and
flashing
through
the
blackness
,
showed
wildly
waving
branches
,
whipping
streamers
and
bending
trunks
.
Now
and
again
some
ancient
patriarch
of
the
woods
,
rent
by
a
flashing
bolt
,
would
crash
in
a
thousand
pieces
among
the
surrounding
trees
,
carrying
down
numberless
branches
and
many
smaller
neighbors
to
add
to
the
tangled
confusion
of
the
tropical
jungle
.
Branches
,
great
and
small
,
torn
away
by
the
ferocity
of
the
tornado
,
hurtled
through
the
wildly
waving
verdure
,
carrying
death
and
destruction
to
countless
unhappy
denizens
of
the
thickly
peopled
world
below
.
For
hours
the
fury
of
the
storm
continued
without
surcease
,
and
still
the
tribe
huddled
close
in
shivering
fear
.
In
constant
danger
from
falling
trunks
and
branches
and
paralyzed
by
the
vivid
flashing
of
lightning
and
the
bellowing
of
thunder
they
crouched
in
pitiful
misery
until
the
storm
passed
.
The
end
was
as
sudden
as
the
beginning
.
The
wind
ceased
,
the
sun
shone
forth
--
nature
smiled
once
more
.
The
dripping
leaves
and
branches
,
and
the
moist
petals
of
gorgeous
flowers
glistened
in
the
splendor
of
the
returning
day
.
And
,
so
--
as
Nature
forgot
,
her
children
forgot
also
.
Busy
life
went
on
as
it
had
been
before
the
darkness
and
the
fright
.
But
to
Tarzan
a
dawning
light
had
come
to
explain
the
mystery
of
CLOTHES
.
How
snug
he
would
have
been
beneath
the
heavy
coat
of
Sabor
!
And
so
was
added
a
further
incentive
to
the
adventure
.
For
several
months
the
tribe
hovered
near
the
beach
where
stood
Tarzan
's
cabin
,
and
his
studies
took
up
the
greater
portion
of
his
time
,
but
always
when
journeying
through
the
forest
he
kept
his
rope
in
readiness
,
and
many
were
the
smaller
animals
that
fell
into
the
snare
of
the
quick
thrown
noose
.
Once
it
fell
about
the
short
neck
of
Horta
,
the
boar
,
and
his
mad
lunge
for
freedom
toppled
Tarzan
from
the
overhanging
limb
where
he
had
lain
in
wait
and
from
whence
he
had
launched
his
sinuous
coil
.
The
mighty
tusker
turned
at
the
sound
of
his
falling
body
,
and
,
seeing
only
the
easy
prey
of
a
young
ape
,
he
lowered
his
head
and
charged
madly
at
the
surprised
youth
.
