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Son of Tarzan

 
dc.contributor Michael Hart, Project Gutenberg
dc.contributor.author Burroughs, Edgar Rice
dc.date.accessioned 2018-07-27
dc.date.accessioned 2019-07-04T10:02:05Z
dc.date.available 2019-07-04T10:02:05Z
dc.date.created 1916
dc.date.issued 1994-03-07
dc.identifier ota:2040
dc.identifier.citation http://purl.ox.ac.uk/ota/2040
dc.identifier.uri http://hdl.handle.net/20.500.12024/2040
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dc.language English
dc.language.iso eng
dc.publisher University of Oxford
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dc.title Son of Tarzan
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files.count 2
otaterms.date.range 1900-1999

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[pg/etext93/tarz410.txt] THE SON OF TARZAN by Edgar Rice Burroughs November, 1993 [Etext #90] THE SON OF TARZAN by Edgar Rice Burroughs TO HULBERT BURROUGHS Chapter 1 The long boat of the Marjorie W. was floating down the broad Ugambi with ebb tide and current. Her crew were lazily enjoying this respite from the arduous labor of rowing up stream. Three miles below them lay the Marjorie W. herself, quite ready to sail so soon as they should have clambered aboard and swung the long boat to its davits. Presently the attention of every man was drawn from his dreaming or his gossiping to the northern bank of the river. There, screaming at them in a cracked falsetto and with skinny arms outstretched, stood a strange apparition of a man. "Wot the 'ell?" ejaculated one of the crew. "A white man!" muttered the mate, and then: "Man the oars, boys, and we'll just pull over an' see what he wants." When they came close to the shore they saw an emaciated creature with scant whi . . .

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