Chapter 7 The Light of Knowledge

After what seemed an eternity to the little sufferer he was

able to walk once more, and from then on his recovery

was so rapid that in another month he was as strong and

active as ever.

During his convalescence he had gone over in his mind

many times the battle with the gorilla, and his first thought

was to recover the wonderful little weapon which had transformed

him from a hopelessly outclassed weakling to the superior

of the mighty terror of the jungle.

Also, he was anxious to return to the cabin and continue

his investigations of its wondrous contents.

So, early one morning, he set forth alone upon his quest.

After a little search he located the clean-picked bones of his

late adversary, and close by, partly buried beneath the fallen

leaves, he found the knife, now red with rust from its exposure

to the dampness of the ground and from the dried blood

of the gorilla.

He did not like the change in its former bright and gleaming

surface; but it was still a formidable weapon, and one

which he meant to use to advantage whenever the opportunity

presented itself. He had in mind that no more would he

run from the wanton attacks of old Tublat.

In another moment he was at the cabin, and after a short

time had again thrown the latch and entered. His first concern

was to learn the mechanism of the lock, and this he did

by examining it closely while the door was open, so that he

could learn precisely what caused it to hold the door, and by

what means it released at his touch.

He found that he could close and lock the door from

within, and this he did so that there would be no chance

of his being molested while at his investigation.

He commenced a systematic search of the cabin; but his

attention was soon riveted by the books which seemed to