Tarzan the Untamed
1920
He was too late. Tarzan raced through the jungle with the speed of great apes, but the men who came before him moved with the calculated brutality of war. He found his home in ashes, his wife Jane a charred corpse still wearing the rings that meant she belonged to him. The German soldiers had vanished into the machinery of a world at war, but they had not vanished from his sight. Now the ape-man follows them into places no civilized man has gone: across battlefields where British and German forces slaughter each other, through a desert that has killed every man who tried to cross it, and into a valley where only madmen live. This is where Tarzan stops being a man and becomes what the jungle always knew he could be: something ancient, something patient, something that never stops hunting. Burroughs delivers pure pulp revenge in this brutal seventh entry in the Tarzan series, where the clash of civilizations gives way to something far older and far more dangerous.
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“Tarzan looked across at his companion in misery. "While there is life," he said, "there is hope," but he grinned as he voiced the ancient truism.Lieutenant Harold Percy Smith-Oldwick returned the other's smile. "I fancy," he said, "that we are getting short on both.””
— Edgar Rice Burroughs
“I don't intend to shoot at him but I might succeed in frightening him away if he attempts to reach us here. Haven't you ever seen a trainer work with lions? He carries a silly little pop-gun loaded with blank cartridges. With that and a kitchen chair be subdues the most ferocious of beasts.""But you haven't a kitchen chair," she reminded him."No," he said, "Government is always muddling things. I have always maintained that airplanes should be equipped with kitchen chairs.””
— Edgar Rice Burroughs









































