The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1910-11-04

Waila Nambuka ..the Child Of the Sun" To the
@imp1e-minded islanders he was always looked
upon as supernatural being. His recent death
has plunged his people in gloom. The mourning
koDes Of his subjects have been brought out OF
the napa huts and worn in the dead kings honor.
His two little sons, the princelings of Naikeva,
WIN reign in his stead and King Waila sleeps at
the crest Of gentle slope overlooking coral
reef where the leaguelong breakers thunder
hour after hour. His bones lie far from those of
Ec0tch-American forbears, who settled in south
sern Illinois nearly century ago.
disappointment in love started him out upon
the kong road Of adventure when he was youth
~ nineteen or twenty years. One of these unfor-
<unates who run to extremes in matters Of senti
ment. he fell In love with one of the pretty vii
1ags girls of old Albion. Things move slowly 81
this one of the Oldest and proudest towns of ILL
n0is. In the natural course of events 1t was to
be expected that the two would marry in the full
meaa of time. There was horne to be built and
preparations made for a. start in life. Something
Of the methodica1 slowness Of their English an
ceGtors clung then, and still clings to the every
day life Of the citizens Of Albion. The town has
changed but little In the years that have flown
atnce Thompson left under cover Of nightfall. The
Same houses line the spacious public square. The
same homesteads that sheltered the pioneers now
shelter their descendants OF the third and fourth
with wide docrsteps still line the older streets of
the little southern Illinois town.
Outwardly the towr has changed but little,
and In spirit not at ALL since the days when
young Thompson waited for his girlish sweet
heart at the halfighted corner of the court house
square. The Albion of the Flowers, the Thomp
cons. the rHuimes. the Birkbecks. of Park House"
and marlborough Place" still remains. Had the
white monarch Of the savage Isle Of Naikeva
como back to the place Of his birth in the last
year Of his life he would have found Little Brit
aim" as the region is known much as he left it
IN fhn ffxy Of 0Ic and nhr
of quiet homes and quieter streets that it was
when he was a barefoot lad stealing away to
ash and loaf along Bonpas creek The future
ruler Of Naikeva spent many an idle hour with
hook and lire along the shadows of old Banpas.
M the traditions OF the folk of Little Britain" are
ltrue. He was fond of making long trips to the
shores OF the Wabash with his chums, but he
seemed to lack the ambition dear to every boyish
heart the hope of getting out and seeing the big.
lround world. There was nothing to set him
apart from his fellows who would taste Of
strange adventures before his death in the an
tipodes The prosy uneventful life Of farmer,
storekeeper or at the most humdrum profess
lsional man in country town was all TO which
ne could look forward
There came an interruption, awakening to
his loves young dream that drove him out of his
home town between shutdown and sunrise one
isummer's night. This spur to his PRIDE this
wound to his selflove sent him adventuring
among the spicy isles of the south seas and made
him king in his own right before he was twenty
i've. He was Of that shy. retiring loyal type of
the Scotch who love deeply when they love at all
He had become engaged to the village beauty.
The day had been set for the ceremony and the
unmarried youth of the town looked upon him as
one already lost to the fun and frolics of the
single state.
About this time new business house was
manager was sent on by the owners 70 look after