Tarzan and the Amazons Page #4

It was beautiful and I thought it was

my coming-home present.

I was just a little disappointed.

- Was she pretty?

- Who?

The girl you rescued from the panther.

Oh, beautiful.

No, he wasn't quite as tall...

...and his shoulders were

a little narrower...

...but he had the nicest smile.

- Who?

- Oh, didn't I tell you?

An officer I met on the boat.

Cheeta been fishing two years,

no fish yet.

You can keep your blasted jungle.

Give me Hampstead Heath.

If only 10 percent of what we heard is true,

you'll have nothing to kick about.

Well, I hope as how you got

your information from headquarters.

I only had room for a few books,

so I chose them very carefully.

Jane right, book only as good

as what it say.

I like this one best of all.

Strong of arm was Hiawatha

He could shoot ten arrows upward

Shoot them with such strength

And swiftness

That the tenth had left the bowstring

Ere the first to earth had fallen!

Good, good. How Boy learn so quick?

I just read it over a few times.

Anybody could learn it.

You try it, Tarzan.

Swift of foot was Hiawatha

Swift of foot was...

- Swift of foot was...

- Hiawatha

Swift was...

Tarzan mind not so swift.

Even if you can't say it like Hiawatha,

you can sure shoot like him.

Forth into the forest straightway

All alone walked Hiawatha

Proudly, with his bow and arrows

And the birds sang round him, o'er him

"Do not shoot us, Hiawatha!"

Up the oak tree, close beside him

Sprang the squirrel, Adjidaumo

In and out among the branches

Coughed and chattered from the oak tree

"Do not shoot me, Hiawatha!"

But the part I like best of all

is where he wants to kill a deer.

The buck comes along...

...and Hiawatha aimed an arrow.

Scarce a twig moved with his motion

Scarce a leaf was stirred or rustled

How's about taking a snapshot of me

with this here lioness, Mr. Anders?

Why not?

- Could I borrow that gun just a moment?

- Watch it, it's loaded.

This ought to make my old lady

sit up and take notice.

This is not my idea of sport, Mr. Ballister.

Why don't we all sit down

and have a good cry?

I didn't do it, Tarzan. Honestly, I didn't.

It was Ballister what shot it.

She was about to attack.

I think anyone would have done

the same thing.

Mother lion never attack

unless somebody after cubs.

The only excuse we can offer is that it was

done in the excitement of the moment.

Oh, Jane.

Every time men bring guns,

men bring trouble.

We're sorry, believe me.

I thought you'd planned to go north,

Sir Guy.

Yes, so we had, but something

rather exciting cropped up...

...and we changed our plans.

Suppose we all talk this over in the morning

when things have calmed down.

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