e last morsel had been devoured. For a time they broke
the monotony of eating by executing portions of a hunting dance, a
maneuver which sufficiently stimulated digestion to permit them to fall
to once more with renewed vigor; but with the consumption of appalling
quantities of elephant meat and native beer they presently became too
loggy for physical exertion of any sort, some reaching a stage where
they no longer could rise from the ground, but lay conveniently close
to the great cooking pot, stuffing themselves into unconsciousness.

It was well past midnight before Tarzan even could begin to see the end
of the orgy. The blacks were now falling asleep rapidly; but a few
still persisted. From before their condition Tarzan had no doubt but
that he easily could enter the village and snatch a handful of meat
from before their noses; but a handful was not what he wanted. Nothing
less than a stomachful would allay the gnawing craving of that great
emptiness. He must therefore have ample time to forage in peace.

At last but a single warrior remained true to his ideals--an old
fellow whose once wrinkled belly was now as smooth and as tight as the
head of a drum. With evidences of great discomfort, and even pain, he
would crawl toward the pot and drag himself slowly to his knees, from
which position he could reach into the receptacle and seize a piece of
meat. Then he would roll over on his back with a loud groan and lie
there while he slowly forced the food between his teeth and down into
his gorged stomach.

It was evident to Tarzan that the old fellow would eat until he died,
or until there was no more meat. The ape-man shook his head in
disgust. What foul creatures were these Gomangani? Yet of all the
jungle folk they alone resembled Tarzan closely in form. Tarzan was a
man, and they, too, must be some manner of men, just as the little
monkeys, and the great apes, and Bolgani, the gorilla, were quite
evidently of one great family, though differing in size and appearance
and customs. Tarzan was ashamed, for of all the beasts of the jungle,
then, man was the most disgusting--man and Dango, the hyena. Only man
and Dango ate until they swelled up like a dead rat. Tarzan had seen
Dango eat his way into the carcass of a dead elephant and then continue
to eat so much that he had been unable to get out of the hole through
which he had entered. Now he could readily believe that man, given the
opportunity, would do