The Forrest City times., 1910-11-04

Waila Nambuka. .the Child of the Sun" To the simple minded islanders he WAS always looked upon as 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 huts and worn in the dead kings honor His two little sons, the princelines of Nakeva will reign in his stead and King Waila sleeps at the crest of a gentle slope overlooking coral reef. where the leaguelong breakers thunder hour after hour His bones lie far from those of SeotchAmerican forbears, who settled in south ern Illinois nearly d 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 unfor- tunates who run 10 extremes in matters of senti- ment he fell in love with one of the pretty vil aage girls of old Albion Things move slowly in this of the oldest and proudest towns of Hi nos. In the natural course of events it to be expected that the two would marry in the full ness of time. There home to be built and preparations made fer start in life Something of the mcthodeal slowness of their English an cestors olung then and still clngs. tn 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 nfghtfat The same houses line the spacious pnhlic square The same homesteads that sheltered the pioneers now shelter their descendants of the third and fourth generations Req brick homes eR=eaYed and with wide doorsteps, sun line the older streets of the little southern Illinois town
 Outwardly the town has changed but little and in spirit not at all slnee the days when young Thompson waited fer his girish sweet heart at the halfliEhted corner of the court house square. The Albion e1 the Flowers, the Thomp sons the Hulmes the Brkheeks. of Park House and Marlborough Place still remains. Had the white monarch of the savage isle of Nakeva come back 10 the place of his birth in the 1aSt year of his life he would have found "Little Brit ain" as the region is known much he left it. It is the same little city ef schools and churches of quiet homes and quieter streets that il was when he was a barefoot lad stealing away to fish and leaf along Bonp3s creek The future ruler of Nakeya suent many idto huur with hook and fine along the shadows of old Banpas If the traditions ef the folk of Little Britain" true He was fond of making lous trips 10 the shores of the Wabash with his chHms hut he seemed to lack the ambition dear to every boyish heart the hope Of getting out and seeing the big round world There was nothing to set him apart from his fellows one who woad taste of strange adventures before his death in the an tipodea The rrosy meventful life of d farmer a storckeeper at the most humdrum profes sional man in q country town was ail to which he could leok forward
 There came an interruption, an awakening to his loves young dream that drove him out of his home town between suudowu and sunrise one summers night. This spur to his pride, this wound to his sefloge sent him adYenturins among the spicy isles of the south seas and made him a king n his own right before he twenty five 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 Thc-day had been set for the ceremony and he unmarried youth of the town looked upon him as one already lost to the fun and frolics of the single state.
 About this time a new business house was opened in the little town and youthful eastern manager WAS sent on by the owners to look after