CHAPTER IV

WHAT THE FOOTPRINTS TOLD WHEN Jad-bal-ja, the golden lion, was two years old, he was as magnificent a specimen of his kind as the Greystokes had ever looked upon. In size he was far above the average of that attained by mature males; in conformation he was superb, his noble head and his great black mane giving him the appearance of a full-grown male, while in intelligence he far outranked his savage brothers of the forest. Jad-bal-ja was a never-ending source of pride and delight to the ape-man who had trained him …