Davy Jones is again on the run, a victim to a weakness for the fairer sex. This time he is a castaway on the shores of Borneo, where he is captured by the natives, whom he wins over with the aid of his magnifying glass, and soon finds himself “King of the Cannibal Island.” He enjoys his honors immensely and joins in their sports of tree climbing, war dances and other ceremonies with which he is hailed as chief. He gets up against it, however, when he makes love to a dusky damsel and is told he must marry her. He already has been married once too often and refuses to take chances with another. Again he is on his way a few yards in advance of the pursuing wild men of Borneo. He beats it to the seashore, where he hails a passing vessel, making a very narrow escape amid the flying spears and arrows of his followers.