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Tarzan of the Apes saw and smiled.

A full hour elapsed after the lion had disappeared with his feast
before the blacks ventured down from the trees and returned to their
village. Wide eyes rolled from side to side, and naked flesh
contracted more to the chill of fear than to the chill of the jungle
night.

"It was he all the time," murmured one. "It was the devil-god."

"He changed himself from a lion to a man, and back again into a lion,"
whispered another.

"And he dragged Mweeza into the forest and is eating him," said a
third, shuddering.

"We are no longer safe here," wailed a fourth. "Let us take our
belongings and search for another village site far from the haunts of
the wicked devil-god."

But with morning came renewed courage, so that the experiences of the
preceding evening had little other effect than to increase their fear
of Tarzan and strengthen their belief in his supernatural origin.

And thus waxed the fame and the power of the ape-man in the mysterious
haunts of the savage jungle where he ranged, mightiest of beasts
because of the man-mind which directed his giant muscles and his
flawless courage.

12

Tarzan Rescues the Moon

THE MOON SHONE down out of a cloudless sky--a huge, swollen moon that
seemed so close to earth that one might wonder that she did not brush
the crooning tree tops. It was night, and Tarzan was abroad in the
jungle--Tarzan, the ape-man; mighty fighter, mighty hunter. Why he
swung through the dark shadows of the somber forest he could not have
told you. It was not that he was hungry--he had fed well this day, and
in a safe cache were the remains of his kill, ready against the coming
of a new appetite. Perhaps it was the very joy of living that urged
him from his arboreal couch to pit his muscles and his senses against
the jungle night, and then, too, Tarzan always was goaded by an intense
desire to know.

The jungle which is presided over by Kudu, the sun, is a very different
jungle from that of Goro, the moon. The diurnal jungle has its own
aspect--its own lights and shades, its own birds, its own blooms, its
own beasts; its noises are the noises of the day. The lights and
shades of the nocturnal jungle are as different as one might imagine
the lights and shades of another world to differ from those of our
world; its beasts, its blooms, and its birds are not those of the
jungle of Kudu, the sun.

Becau