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great cats paced silently upon their padded feet beneath the dense canopy of

overreaching trees toward the broad plain beyond, where they found their best

hunting.

It was at the edge of this plain which came suddenly and unexpectedly before the

eyes of the guides that their sad hearts beat with renewed hope. Here the

hauptmann drew a deep sigh of relief, for after days of hopeless wandering

through almost impenetrable jungle the broad vista of waving grasses dotted here

and there with open park like woods and in the far distance the winding line of

green shrubbery that denoted a river appeared to the European a veritable

heaven.

The Hun smiled in his relief, passed a cheery word with his lieutenant, and then

scanned the broad plain with his field glasses. Back and forth they swept across

the rolling land until at last they came to rest upon a point near the center of the

landscape and close to the green-fringed contours of the river.

We are in luck," said Schneider to his companions. "Do you see it?"

The lieutenant, who was also gazing through his own glasses, finally brought

them to rest upon the same spot that had held the attention of his superior.

"Yes," he said, "an English farm. It must be Greystoke's, for there is none other in

this part of British East Africa. God is with us, Herr Captain."

We have come upon the English schweinhund long before he can have learned

that his country is at war with ours," replied Schneider. "Let him be the first to

feel the iron hand of Germany."

"Let us hope that he is at home," said the lieutenant, "that we may take him with

us when we report to Kraut at Nairobi. It will go well indeed with Herr

Hauptmann Fritz Schneider if he brings in the famous Tarzan of the Apes as a

prisoner of war."

Schneider smiled and puffed out his chest. "You are right, my friend," he said, "it

will go well with both of us; but I shall have to travel far to catch General Kraut

before he reaches Mombasa. These English pigs with their contemptible army will

make good time to the Indian Ocean."

It was in a better frame of mind that the small force set out across the open

country toward the trim and well-kept farm buildings of John Clayton, Lord

Greystoke; but disappointment was to be their lot since neither Tarzan of the

Apes nor his son was at home.

Tarzan the Untamed