Along a narrow trail in the jungle of darkest New Guinea, pith helmet set at a jaunty angle, strides the lithe young figure of Errol Flynn. Suddenly the dark wall of foliage opens, and a hail of spears comes streaming through. Ambush! The native bearer next to Flynn falls dead with a spear through his belly, and Flynn is struck in the foot by a poisoned arrow. Not a whit dismayed, the hero leaps behind a tree, whips out his revolver and starts firing. With the first shot he brings down one of the nasty savages. The rest of...
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