Tarzan by Edgar Rice Burroughs for August 21, 2023

Hickory, “trickery” dock.

Eh good thing them stoopid savages has spears but they is not knows how to throws them.

The charge of the light brigade comes to mind. Cannons to the left, cannons to the right. Into the valley of death rode the 600…. (Not a direct quote)……

Glad to finally see somebody ELSE fight back. Not just Tarzan!

Looks like M’Lunga is in for another heaping helping of whuppin’ courtesy of Tarzan. Yay! :-)

Let the battle be joined .

“Have a nice trip! See you in the Fall!”

Always good to see a well framed something go into action.

And the four men clumsily stumbled into the horde of spear-carriers repeatedly until they were defeated.

Tarzan finds yelling boo is not as scary as he thought.

WELL!! I certainly hope that Tarzan did not pick up and of ugly, hairy, stinky M’lunga’s BO when he crashed into him! That’s some stench no one wants a part of……..

“Half a league, half a league,

Half a league onward,

All in the valley of Death

Rode the six hundred.

“Forward, the Light Brigade!

Charge for the guns!" he said:

Into the valley of Death

Rode the six hundred.

“Forward, the Light Brigade!”

Was there a man dismay’d?

Not tho’ the soldier knew

Some one had blunder’d:

Theirs not to make reply,

Theirs not to reason why,

Theirs but to do and die:

Into the valley of Death

Rode the six hundred.

Cannon to right of them,

Cannon to left of them,

Cannon in front of them

Volley’d and thunder’d;

Storm’d at with shot and shell,

Boldly they rode and well,

Into the jaws of Death,

Into the mouth of Hell

Rode the six hundred.

Flash’d all their sabres bare,

Flash’d as they turn’d in air

Sabring the gunners there,

Charging an army, while

All the world wonder’d:

Plunged in the battery-smoke

Right thro’ the line they broke;

Cossack and Russian

Reel’d from the sabre-stroke

Shatter’d and sunder’d.

Then they rode back, but not

Not the six hundred.

Cannon to right of them,

Cannon to left of them,

Cannon behind them

Volley’d and thunder’d;

Storm’d at with shot and shell,

While horse and hero fell,

They that had fought so well

Came thro’ the jaws of Death,Back from the mouth of Hell,

All that was left of them,

Left of six hundred.

When can their glory fade?

O the wild charge they made!

All the world wonder’d.

Honor the charge they made!

Honor the Light Brigade,

Noble six hundred!"

Tarzan could’ve whooped ’em.

Always beware if Tarzan gives the nod.