nug at Green
Bay, if we hadn't started him on the road to what King Strang called
disaffection."

The light-house keeper jumped up and ran out on the point, his wife
following him in nervous dread.

"What is the matter, Ludlow?"

Their feet crunched gravel and paused where ripples still ran in,
endlessly bringing lines of dimmer and dimmer light. A rocking boat was
tied to a stake. Anchored and bare-masted, farther out in the mouth of
the bay, a fishing-smack tilted slightly in rhythmic motion. While they
stood a touch of crimson replaced the sky light in the water, and great
blots like blood soaking into the bay were reflected from the fire. The
burning temple now seemed to rise a lofty tower of flame against the
horizon. Figures could be seen passing back and forth in front of
it, and shouts of fishermen came down the peninsula. The King's
printing-office where the _Northern Islander_ was once issued as a daily
had smouldered down out of the way. It was the first place to which they
had set torch.

"I thought I heard some one running up the sail on our sail-boat," said
the light-house keeper. "No telling what these fellows may do. If they
go to meddling with me in my little Government office, they'll find me
as stubborn as the Mormons did."

"Oh, Ludlow, look at the tabernacle, like a big red-hot cheese-box on
the high ground! Think of the coronation there on the first King's Day!"

The light-house keeper's wife was again in imagination a long-limbed
girl of fifteen, crowding into the temple to witness such a ceremony as
was celebrated on no other spot of the New World. The King of Beaver,
in a crimson robe, walked the temple aisle, followed by his council, his
twelve elders, and seventy ministers of the minor order. In the presence
of a hushed multitude he was anointed, and a crown with a cluster of
projecting stars was set on his golden head. Hails and shouts, music of
marching singers and the strewing of flowers went before him into the
leafy July woods. Thus King's Day was established and annually observed
on the 8th of July. It began with burnt-offerings. The head of each
family was required to bring a chicken. A heifer was killed and
carefully cut up without breaking a bone; and, while the smoke of
sacrifice arose, feasting and dancing began, and lasted until sunset.
Firstlings of flocks and the first-fruits of orchard and field were
ordained the King's; and he also claimed one-tenth of each man's
posses