AS THE days passed and Tarzan did not re­turn to his home his son became more and more apprehensive. Runners were sent to near­by villages, but each returned with the same re­port. No one had seen the Big Bwana. Korak dispatched messages, then, to the nearest telegraph inquiring from all the principal points in Africa, where the ape-man might have made a landing, if aught had been seen or heard of him; but always again were the answers in the negative.

And at last, stripped to g-string and carrying naught but his primitive weapons, Korak the Killer took the trail with a score of the swiftest and bravest of the Waziri in search of his father. Long and diligently they searched the jungle and the forest, often enlisting the friendly services of the villages near which they chanced to be carry­ing on their quest, until they had covered as with a fine-toothed comb a vast area of country, cov­ered it as could have no other body of men; but for all their care and all their diligence they un­covered no single clew as to the fate or where­abouts of Tarzan of the Apes, and so, disheart­ened yet indefatigable, they searched on and on through tangled miles of steaming jungle or