Tarzan by Edgar Rice Burroughs for March 12, 2017

He’s right you have to test on small mammals and kill half of them to find the limits, test on volunteers, peer reviews, run it by the gummint… Oh it worked? Oh well, the Jungle Jane story ends, our loss!

he talks he talks, he is alive!

I thought Jane called him “John” with affection

“Doc, Jane just saved my life. Now, get out so I can give her a proper ‘thank you’.”

Looks like father knows best, Doc.

Uh-oh. I sense only one , maybe two, more weeks of lovely Jane. Then back to the usual Sunday strips. Maybe they can run this one once more…or twice more…

What was wrong with Tarzan? Did they ever find out? Will we?

I think Tarzan saw her accoutrements

HE’S ALIVE!! OMG!! I never DREAMED he’d come out of this just from that magic potion. I thought sure the Sunday Tarzans would stop right after a proper “celebration of life” and cremation, and Jane being imprisoned for life for giving poison to a man who was going to die anyway. (OK, not really surprised.)

What kind of hospital is it that has soldiers providing security?

Apparently a hospital in a somewhat martial state of Africa…

The Doc clearly has daddy issues.

So there, Doctor Smartypants! Never make fun of the Old Ways, for they will rise up and bite you in the A$$….

Don’t worry, the Doc will write a learned paper for the medical journals in which he takes full credit for discovering the miracle cure… after all, he has the degree and Jane doesn’t…

A patent. He needs a patent on that miracle cure for hopeless cases.