All true, Radriano. I have read ALL the original Tarzan books, back when I was 13-16 or around about that age. I also read the John Carter of Mars series, the Venusian tales, and the other Edgar Rice Burroughs books. Pretty lively stuff! I got hold of a "Bomba the Jungle Boy" book too...EEEEEYYYAAAAUGGGHHH! Talk about BAAAAAADDDD writing! Bomba sucks like an industrial strength vacuum cleaner. Nothing could possibly rival Bomba the Jungle Boy for sheer frenetic idiocy with utterly no authenticity whatsoever. His poor native sidekick (whose name I have forgotten) went through hell so that Bomba could perform heroic rescues every 10 pages or so.

Tarzan's son was named Jack, as you say, but he later received the title Korak ("the killer") from the Great Apes, after some deed of derring-do. "Boy" and "Cheetah" were mere Hollywood inventions from that same group of highly paid professional marketing assholes who always assume that the intelligence of the average American is below that of a garden slug, and then set about making it so by marketing absolute drivel to people. Tarzan had no chimp companion in the books, as I recall. He did have a monkey companion in the Tarzan comic strip and the comic magazines, whose name was "N'kima". The aforesaid asshole professionals in Hollywood decided that the average American suburbanite turnip could not possibly master a complicated name like "N'kima" and transformed the little monkey into a young chimp named "Cheetah", which is the name of a large species of cat that hunts gazelles!

Idiots. Morons. Dolts. Buttheads. Nitwankers. They ought to all lose their jobs.