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Title: Tahara
Among African Tribes

Author: Harold M. Sherman

Release Date: July 22, 2010 [EBook #33233]

Language: English

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TAHARA

Among African Tribes

By

HAROLD M. SHERMAN

THE GOLDSMITH PUBLISHING COMPANY

CHICAGO

COPYRIGHT, 1933 BY

HAROLD M. SHERMAN

MADE IN U.S.A.

CONTENTS

CHAPTER

I THE EYES OF DREAD
II KING OF TWO TRIBES
III ARAB RAIDERS
IV THE BATTLE RAGES
V CIMBULA WEAVES A PLOT
VI HOT WORK
VII THE WAR TRAIL
VIII BLACK WARRIORS
IX THE BAD NEWS BREAKS
X WAR CANOES
XI KING SOLOMON'S CROWN
XII STAMPEDE
XIII JUNGLE DANCERS
XIV TO THE RESCUE
XV READY FOR NEW ADVENTURES

Tahara--Among African Tribes

CHAPTER I

THE EYES OF DREAD

"What's the matter, Raal? You seem to be worried about something."
Dick Oakwood, blue eyed and smiling and resembling a blond savage in
his garb of soft zebra skin, glanced down at his chief warrior who
prostrated himself at the feet of the boy king.

"Tahara, hal! Come quickly, O Master!" replied Raal, his whole body
expressing fear.

"What is it, Raal? What new danger threatens us now?" asked Dick,
dropping the work he was doing and facing the stocky figure of the
warrior.

"Tahara is great! I do not fear," replied Raal still bowing low before
the boy, but his trembling shoulders and terror-stricken eyes told Dick
that something unusual had happened.

Dick Oakwood cast a glance about the royal enclosure, a spring
surrounded by date palms, then strained his eyes toward the vast
expanse of the Sahara. Everything was quiet. It was mid-afternoon and
the savages went about their work in drowsy fashion still only half
awakened from their siesta, the resting time while the blazing sun was
at its height. The women were in their caves, busy with the weaving
and spinning. The tribe