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Volume 4124
Presents
James Killian Spratt's Graphic Interpretation of 
Edgar Rice Burroughs' A Princess of Mars 

CHAPTER 24
(click panels for full-screen size).
Page 318

About noon 
I passed low 
over a great dead city 
of ancient Mars.


Page 319

As I skimmed out 
over the plain beyond
I suddenly came full upon
thousands of green warriors 
engaged in a terrific battle.
 
 
 



 

Scarcely had I seen them
than a volley of shots was directed at me, 
and with the green mens
unfailing accuracy of aim, 
my little craft was instantly a ruined wreck,
sinking erratically toward the ground.


Page 320

I fell almost directly in the center of the fierce combat, 
among warriors who had not seen my approach, 
so busily were they engaged, mostly on foot with longswords, 
and sharpshooters on the outskirts picking off those
who momentarily became separated from the entangled mass.



 As my machine crashed among them 
I leapt to the ground with my longsword in hand,
ready to defend myself as best I could,
with a good chance of dying in any event.

Page 321
I landed not far from a huge monster who was engaged with three antagonists; 
a glance at his fierce face, filled with the light of battle, 
showed me, much to my surprise, Tars Tarkas the Thark! 

He did not see me at first, as I was a trifle behind him, 
then he was charged simultaneously by all three Warhoons.


Page 322

The mighty fellow made quick work of one of them, but in stepping back
he fell over a dead body behind him and was down 
and at the mercy of the other two in an instant. 
Had I not sprung between him and his foes, killing one in short order, 
Tars Tarkas would have been gathered to his forefathers in moments.


Page 323

The mighty Thark quickly regained his feet 
and settled the other Warhoon. 
He gave me one look, 
and a slight smile touched his grim lips.
 


Touching my shoulder, he said, 
I would scarcely recognize you, John Carter, 
but no other mortal upon Barsoom would have done 
what you have for me. 

I think I have learned that
there is such a thing as friendship,
my friend.



CHAPTERS
Intro | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 15a | 16 | 16a | 17 | 17a | 18 | 19 | 19a | 19b | 20 | 20a | 20b
| 21 | 21a | 21b | 21c | 22 | 22a | 23 | 23a | 24 | 24a |

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