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Here
he
recounted
the
details
of
his
adventure
,
with
swelling
chest
and
so
considerable
swagger
that
he
quite
impressed
even
his
bitterest
enemies
,
while
Kala
fairly
danced
for
joy
and
pride
.
Tarzan
of
the
Apes
lived
on
in
his
wild
,
jungle
existence
with
little
change
for
several
years
,
only
that
he
grew
stronger
and
wiser
,
and
learned
from
his
books
more
and
more
of
the
strange
worlds
which
lay
somewhere
outside
his
primeval
forest
.
To
him
life
was
never
monotonous
or
stale
.
There
was
always
Pisah
,
the
fish
,
to
be
caught
in
the
many
streams
and
the
little
lakes
,
and
Sabor
,
with
her
ferocious
cousins
to
keep
one
ever
on
the
alert
and
give
zest
to
every
instant
that
one
spent
upon
the
ground
.
Often
they
hunted
him
,
and
more
often
he
hunted
them
,
but
though
they
never
quite
reached
him
with
those
cruel
,
sharp
claws
of
theirs
,
yet
there
were
times
when
one
could
scarce
have
passed
a
thick
leaf
between
their
talons
and
his
smooth
hide
.
Quick
was
Sabor
,
the
lioness
,
and
quick
were
Numa
and
Sheeta
,
but
Tarzan
of
the
Apes
was
lightning
.
With
Tantor
,
the
elephant
,
he
made
friends
.
How
?
Ask
not
.
But
this
is
known
to
the
denizens
of
the
jungle
,
that
on
many
moonlight
nights
Tarzan
of
the
Apes
and
Tantor
,
the
elephant
,
walked
together
,
and
where
the
way
was
clear
Tarzan
rode
,
perched
high
upon
Tantor
's
mighty
back
.
Many
days
during
these
years
he
spent
in
the
cabin
of
his
father
,
where
still
lay
,
untouched
,
the
bones
of
his
parents
and
the
skeleton
of
Kala
's
baby
.
At
eighteen
he
read
fluently
and
understood
nearly
all
he
read
in
the
many
and
varied
volumes
on
the
shelves
.
Also
could
he
write
,
with
printed
letters
,
rapidly
and
plainly
,
but
script
he
had
not
mastered
,
for
though
there
were
several
copy
books
among
his
treasure
,
there
was
so
little
written
English
in
the
cabin
that
he
saw
no
use
for
bothering
with
this
other
form
of
writing
,
though
he
could
read
it
,
laboriously
.
Thus
,
at
eighteen
,
we
find
him
,
an
English
lordling
,
who
could
speak
no
English
,
and
yet
who
could
read
and
write
his
native
language
.
Never
had
he
seen
a
human
being
other
than
himself
,
for
the
little
area
traversed
by
his
tribe
was
watered
by
no
greater
river
to
bring
down
the
savage
natives
of
the
interior
.
High
hills
shut
it
off
on
three
sides
,
the
ocean
on
the
fourth
.
It
was
alive
with
lions
and
leopards
and
poisonous
snakes
.
Its
untouched
mazes
of
matted
jungle
had
as
yet
invited
no
hardy
pioneer
from
the
human
beasts
beyond
its
frontier
.
