It was a formidable job for a young man of twenty-odd years.

By royal proclamation he was made mayor of the island, and within a year, a court of law being established, the young attorney was appointed judge; and in that dual capacity he "cleaned up" the island.
The young man now decided to settle on the island, and began to look around for a home.

It was a grim place, barren of tree or living green of any kind; it was as if a man had been exiled to Siberia.

Still, argued the young mayor, an ugly place is ugly only because it is not beautiful.

And beautiful he determined this island should be.
One day the young mayor-judge called together his council.