Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1910-11-04

Waila Nambuka, the Child of the Sun To the
supplemented islanders he was always looked
upon a supernatural being His recent death
has plunged his people in gloom. The mourning
robes OF his subjects have been brought out OF
the napa nuts and worn in the dead kings honor
His two little sons, the princelings of NaikeVa
will reign in his stead and King Waila sleeps at
the crest of a gentle slope overlooking a coral
reef, where the league-long breakers thunder
hour after hour His bones lie far from those OF
ScochAmerican forbears, who settled in south
ern Illinois nearly a century ago.
Disappointment in love started him out upon
the long road of adventure when he was youth
OF nineteen or twenty years. One OF these untof-
Inmates who to extremes in matters of senti
ment he fell in love with one Of the pretty viii
lage girls of old Albion. Things move slowly in
this one of the oldest and proudest towns OF ILL
nois. In the natural course of events it was to
be expected that the two would marry In the full
ness Of time. There a home to be built and
preparations made for start in life. Something
Of the methodical slowness of their English an
cestors clung then, and still cngs, to the every
day life Of the citizens of Albion. The town has
changed but little in the years that have flown
since Thompson left under cover Of nightfall. The
same houses line the spacious public square. The
same honesteads that sheltered the pioneers now
shelter their descendants of the third and fourth
generations. Red brick homes, low-eaved and
with wide doorsteps still line the older streets or
the little southern Illinois town.
Outwardly the town has changed but little
and in spirit not at all, since the days when
young Thompson waited for his girlish sweet
heart at the half-ighted of the court house
square. The Albion of the Flowers, the Thomp
sons the Hulmes, the Birkbecks, of Park House
and Marlborough Place" still remains, Had the
white monarch Of the savage isle of Naikeva
come back TO the place of his birth in the last
year OF his life he would have found Little Brit
an as the region is known. much as he LETT IT,
II IS the same little city Of schools and churches
OF quiet homes and quieter streets that 1t was
when ne was barefoot lad stealing away to
hsh and loaf along Bonpas creek. The future
ruler Of NaikeYa spent many an idle hour with
nook and line along the shadows of old Banpas
II TIE traditions Of the folk Of Little Britain are
true. He was fond of making long trips to the
shores Of the Wabash with his chums but ne
seemed 10 lack the ambition dear to every boylsh
heart the hope of getting out and seeing the big,
round world. There was nothing to set nm
apart from his fellows as one who would taste OF
strange adventures before his death in the an
upodes. The prosy, uneventful life of farmer
SJorekeeper or at the most a humdrum profess
&oual man in a country town all 10 which
De could look forward.
There came Interruption an awakening to
his loves young dream that drove him out of his
nome town between shutdown and sunrise one
summers night. This spur to his pride, TINS
wound to his selflove sent him adventurng
among the spicy isles Of the south seas and made
MN king in his own right before he was twenty
hve He was of that shy. retiring. loyal type OF
'oe Scotch who love deeply when they love at all.
he had become engaged to the village beauty
Inc day had been set for the ceremony and the
unmarried youth of the town looked upon him as
Que already lost to the fun and frohcs OF the
single state
About this time business house was
OQeleG no eastern
Aianager was sent on by the owners to look after