Things settled down, as things will.

On the first Saturday afternoon in April, with the trees budding and flowers pushing up from the warming earth, I sat between Ben Sears and Johnny Wilson surrounded by the screaming hordes as Tarzan -- Gordon Scott, the best Tarzan there ever was -- plunged his knife into a crocodile's belly and blood spurted in scarlet Eastman color.

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