Also published as Solomon Kane, first appearing in Weird Tales, August 1928. Copyright un-renewed.
llen reiteration. Far away and more faintly sounded a whisper of different timbre: thrum, throom, thrum! Back and forth went the vibrations as the throbbing drums spoke to each other. What tales did they carry? What monstrous secrets whispered across the sullen, shadowy reaches of the unmapped jungle?
"This, you are sure, is the bay where the Spanish ship put in?"
"Yes, Senhor; the Negro swears this is the bay where the white man left the ship alone and went into the jungle."
Kane nodded grimly.
"Then put me ashore here, alone. Wait seven days; then if I have not returned and if you have no word of me, set sail wherever you will."
The waves slapped lazily against the sides of the boat that carried Kane ashore. The village that he sought was on the river bank but set back from the bay shore, the jungle hiding it from sight of the ship.
Kane had adopted what seemed the most hazardous course, that of going ashore by night, for the
Wandering in France, Puritan Solomon Kane happens across a girl whose village has been slaughtered. She identifies the bandits before she dies. Solomon, the instrument of God's vengeance, commits himself to wiping out the bandits. When the bandit leader escapes, Solomon follows him across Europe and finally to Africa.
Superior pulp writing, with great characterizations, descriptions, and plotting. Kane is as relentless as Conan, but smooth and civilized.
My first taste of Solomon Kane and definitely not my last. I've read the Conan stories but this character seems just as exciting. Headlong action and waves of atmosphere. Enjoy.