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

its affairs He came armed with letters of in
PRODUCTION that opened the most exclusive
homes of the aristocratfc English families to
him. Among the many young girls that he
met was the village belle, the afianced of the
young Scotch-American. It was another varia-
ton of that old triangle, the and two
From the first the friends of young Thomp-
son could see that his was hopeless. His
afianced wife and the young stranger spent more
and more of their time together. Little rumors
began to find their way about the village The
gossips, ever ready in a small town,
busy. Thompson, moody and hurt by her sys-
tematc neglect, the last to hear and the last
to countenance the whispered talk that go
ing the round of the village loafing places.
There was a great hue and cry along the
quiet old streets summer morning. Thomp-
sons bride to be had disappeared. Her mother
had gone to her room to awaken her and found
her gone. She had gone with the young
ager of Albions latest business house, and from
that day to this neither of them have been heard
from
Young Thompson changed in day from
cheerful. happy lad to a grim-faced He
became moody and silent He neglected his work
and never went near the home to which he had
expected to lead his bride. Less than month
after the fight of the clippers there was more
excitement in Albion. It reported that Ed
ward Thompson had disappeared. The strain and
the shame of living in town where every man,
woman and child knew the story Of his jilting
had proven too much for his sensitive, hgh-strung
nature
While life flowed on in the same uneven cur
rent in the village of his nativity he wander
ing here and there among the emerald islands,
the lagoOns and the coral reefs of the that
behold the Southern Cross.
All the islands that lie off the familiar track
OF the steamers knew him first and last in the
three four years that he spent with the traders
and copra buyers. The Philippines, the Ladrones,
the Solomons and dozen other island groups of
he fir upr Wis tod NV inn in fhp
epic years of his Odyssey. Finally he and his
trading companions touched at the island of Mai
keva in the Fits. One of the eternal civil wars
that are always disrupting the peace of the little
island kingdoms brewing In Naikeva when
the tramp schooner dropped anchor inside the reef
of coral that formed the harbor breakwater.
new claimant had risen for the throne and he
and his followers demanding the scepter
and the head of the old king.
Thompson had left Illinois, had put the states
behind him to escape the constant reminder of
his lost love that he in every woman The
wandering life of three four years had cleansed
his heart of but little bitterness against woman
kind He had put the old life behind him and
dreamed only of adventure and of bright
eyes and loving lips 1t a mixed crew of
Kanakas Malaysians and hafcastes aboard the
little trading schooner. They cared but little for
the kings and chieftains OF the islands, but it
was a part of their policy to be polite to the ma
tive rulers. An audience arranged with the
native sovereign ana d part ol tue snip is company
attended laden with calicoes, mirrors and brass
rods as gifts. 1t was in the royal hut Thompson
first sow the Princess Lakanita She stood at the
side of her fathers throne when the white men
entered the palm hut for their talk with the old
king.
Some indefinite attraction seemed to draw the
white adventurer and the brown-skinned princess
to each other. They met many times while the
schooner was taking its load of native prod
ucts There more than little Spanish
blo.d in the veins of the old kings daughter Her
mother was half-caste Spanish woman and
much of the dangerous beauty of the maids of
old CASTLE was the heritage of this barbaric
nr,ncess of the remote isle Of Naikeva In the
half twilight OF the cocoanut groves he heard her