It took all the mastery and persuasion that Tarzan possessed to prevent the Waziri falling on the Manyuema tooth and nail, and tearing them to pieces, but when he had explained that he had given his word that they would not be molested if they carried the ivory back to the spot from which they had stolen it, and had further impressed upon his people that they owed their entire victory to him, they finally acceded to his demands, and allowed the cannibals to rest in peace within their palisade.
That night the village warriors held a big palaver to celebrate their victories, and to choose a new chief.
Since old Waziri's death Tarzan had been directing the warriors in battle, and the temporary command had been tacitly conceded to him.There had been no time to choose a new chief from among their own number, and, in fact, so remarkably successful had they been under the ape-man's generalship that they had had no wish to delegate the supreme authority to another for fear that what they already had gained might be lost.They had so recently seen the results of running counter to this savage white man's advice in the disastrous charge ordered by Waziri, in which he himself had died, that it had not been difficult for them to accept Tarzan's authority as final.
The principal warriors sat in a circle about a small fire to discuss the relative merits of whomever might be suggested as old Waziri's successor.It was Busuli who spoke first:
"Since Waziri is dead, leaving no son, there is but one among us whom we know from experience is fitted to make us a good king.There is only one who has proved that he can successfully lead us against the guns of the white man, and bring us easy victory without the loss of a single life.
There is only one, and that is the white man who has led us for the past few days," and Busuli sprang to his feet, and with uplifted spear and half-bent, crouching body commenced to dance slowly about Tarzan, chanting in time to his steps:
"Waziri, king of the Waziri; Waziri, killer of Arabs;Waziri, king of the Waziri."
One by one the other warriors signified their acceptance of Tarzan as their king by joining in the solemn dance.
The women came and squatted about the rim of the circle, beating upon tom-toms, clapping their hands in time to the steps of the dancers, and joining in the chant of the warriors.In the center of the circle sat Tarzan of the Apes--Waziri, king of the Waziri, for, like his predecessor, he was to take the name of his tribe as his own.
Faster and faster grew the pace of the dancers, louder and louder their wild and savage shouts.The women rose and fell in unison, shrieking now at the tops of their voices.
The spears were brandishing fiercely, and as the dancers stooped down and beat their shields upon the hard-tramped earth of the village street the whole sight was as terribly primeval and savage as though it were being staged in the dim dawn of humanity, countless ages in the past.
As the excitement waxed the ape-man sprang to his feet and joined in the wild ceremony.In the center of the circle of glittering black bodies he leaped and roared and shook his heavy spear in the same mad abandon that enthralled his fellow savages.The last remnant of his civilization was forgotten--he was a primitive man to the fullest now; reveling in the ******* of the fierce, wild life he loved, gloating in his kingship among these wild blacks.
Ah, if Olga de Coude had but seen him then--could she have recognized the well-dressed, quiet young man whose well-bred face and irreproachable manners had so captivated her but a few short months ago? And Jane Porter! Would she have still loved this savage warrior chieftain, dancing naked among his naked savage subjects? And D'Arnot!
Could D'Arnot have believed that this was the same man he had introduced into half a dozen of the most select clubs of Paris? What would his fellow peers in the House of Lords have said had one pointed to this dancing giant, with his barbaric headdress and his metal ornaments, and said:
"There, my lords, is John Clayton, Lord Greystoke."And so Tarzan of the Apes came into a real kingship among men--slowly but surely was he following the evolution of his ancestors, for had he not started at the very bottom?