Tarzan's Secret Treasure Page #2

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from the natives.

The White Ape Man they call him,

the King of the Jungle.

- Boy all right?

- I'm fine.

You came just in time, Tarzan.

Where's Mother?

Jane wait.

Is she gonna punish me, Tarzan?

Boy wait. Boy find out.

He's the spitting image of

the ancient Irish giant...

Finn McCool.

This is Tarzan. He's my father.

How do you do, Tarzan? My name's Elliott.

Tarzan thank.

We thank you.

You certainly saved our lives just now.

It looked for a while

as though we were finished.

You've a fine boy there.

Fine boy, little Tarzan.

My name is O'Doul, Mr. Tarzan,

Dennis O'Doul.

You're a fine figure of a man, Mr. Tarzan.

I'll wager you have some Irish in you.

Now I'm certain of it.

This is Mr. Medford, Tarzan.

- He's my associate on this expedition.

- How do you do?

- This is Mr. Vandermeer, our guide.

- Glad to know you.

This gentleman you just shook hands with

is our cameraman.

Men not need guns now.

He doesn't like guns. They kill his animals.

You needn't worry, Tarzan.

We're not hunters, we're scientists.

We're trying to find an almost

forgotten tribe called the Van-usi.

They're a people that wandered down

from Asia into Africa ages ago.

Ever hear of them?

Van-usi? Live up Fyn Mano River.

That's just where we figured to find them.

We were trying to find

a pass across the mountains...

when we came across this village.

Safari can't cross mountain.

All ice and snow.

Did you hear that?

I know it will be a hard job...

but I figure we could make it

in eight or ten weeks.

Men die.

Tarzan take safari up escarpment.

Reach river six days.

- Six days?

- That'd be a tremendous help.

Men help Boy, Tarzan help men. Come.

I don't know how to thank you.

This is Tumbo. He's my friend.

His mother just died from the sickness.

Mother die?

Look at this house on wheels.

It runs and makes noises like an elephant.

Is there an elephant inside?

Well, not exactly an elephant,

but it's 125 horses.

It's an automobile, a truck.

- Truck?

- Horses? Where?

What are horses?

Well, they're like zebras.

They carry all our camp,

and pull the truck a mile a minute.

Truck no good.

One Ubardi spear kill all horses.

No kill elephant. Elephant better.

That's not a gun, Tarzan.

O'Doul was just taking your picture.

Something like these, Mr. Tarzan,

if you'd like to have a look.

Cheetah like pictures.

Come, let's get loaded up.

Yes, just as soon as I get that tank fixed.

M'Hona!

Get the petrol.

Come on, boys. Get in here.

That's good stuff.

Try a nip of whiskey, Mr. Tarzan.

Whiskey bad.

Mr. Tarzan, you're the last man

I'd have taken for a temperance worker.

I'm afraid there isn't much Irish in you.

Your lad's having the time of his life

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