Outing . TALES OF A COLLECTOR OFWHISKERS BY j: ARCHIBALD McKACKNEY, MUS. DOC. , etc. ILLUSTRATED BY WALLACE MORGAN VII.—THE ABDICATION OF KING WILKINS PRIL 5th—After inter-minable weeks at sea,weeks beset with doubtsand hopes and fears, ourfondest dreams havecome true. The nighthas fallen upon our firstday on Lemuel Wilkins Island in the IndianOcean. As I write, the firelight flickersacross the bronzed figures of our stalwartnative body-guard, and throws into boldsilhouette their incomparable sets of tropi-cal whiskers. I picture to myself blissfulmonths to come, with camera, sketc
Outing . TALES OF A COLLECTOR OFWHISKERS BY j: ARCHIBALD McKACKNEY, MUS. DOC. , etc. ILLUSTRATED BY WALLACE MORGAN VII.—THE ABDICATION OF KING WILKINS PRIL 5th—After inter-minable weeks at sea,weeks beset with doubtsand hopes and fears, ourfondest dreams havecome true. The nighthas fallen upon our firstday on Lemuel Wilkins Island in the IndianOcean. As I write, the firelight flickersacross the bronzed figures of our stalwartnative body-guard, and throws into boldsilhouette their incomparable sets of tropi-cal whiskers. I picture to myself blissfulmonths to come, with camera, sketch-block and notebooks. Perhaps I shall beable once more to organize an HirsuteOrchestra, here where the steady sweep ofthe trade winds will evoke vibratory har-monies by night and day. I am not a coward, and my adventures inpursuit of rare patterns of whiskers haveled me into some tight corners among vari-ous kinds of uncivilized folk, but I amready to confess that I was in an infernallyagitated frame of mind and that my kneeswobbled when the surf-boat from my char-tered schooner grounded on this remotebeach in the gray dawn, and I was leftalone with Han
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