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Among the gifts to the Prince of Wales, on his silver wedding anniversary, were a box of games confining gold do minoes. the spots marked with precious stones; playing cards of silk, painted by famous artists, and a set of gold and silver chess- mon. Tea-Drinking and Nervous Dis- orders. Tea has a powerful action on the nervous system of some individuals. Dr. Builard, of Boston, believes that it may produce 2. chronic poisoning of the nervous centres, shown in increased excitability, due partly to direct action of the alkaloid on the nerv. ous matter, and also indirectly by the pro. duction of gastric derangement. Taken, therefore, too; frequently, even in moderate doses, it- places the nervous system ina con- dilion oi greater vulnerability to slight external influences, and favours the de- velopment of functional neuroses, or helps to render them permanent. Whilst there is no evidence to show that tea causes organic changes in the nervous tissues, yet, if such exist, tea. may readily aggravate some of the symptoms. Tea may act as an important factor in the causation of neuralgia, hysteria, and allied affections. When taken constmt- ly in large doses, dyspepsia usually super- venes before irreparable harm is done to the nervous system. in hemicranis, and possibly some other functional neuroses, there is probably a craving for some stimulant, and tea is better than other equally accessible articles, and so it happens that many sufferers from megrim are great tea-drinkers. â€"Loncet. The, reports from San Remo have fluctuat- ed daily. According to the oflicisl bulletins the Crown Prince is progressing satisfactori- ly, but Europe refuses to believe poor Fritz is out of danger, when they see Sir Morell Mackenzie renaining in constant attend- ance, deaf to the entreaties of his hundreds of aristocratic patients in England to come back and look after them. As I write the news comes from San Remo that fresh and perplexing symptoms are beginning to ap- pear, and that another and much more seri- ous operation may be necessary. A pitiâ€" ful story comes from Munich concern- ing Otto, the poor mad King of Bavaria. He is slowly dying, locked up in the solitary Castle of Furstenried, and the firm conviction of man y Bavarian peasants is that Prince Lnitpold, the Regent who, they vuw, killed their mad King’s mad brother and predecessor, Ludwig, is now slow ly killing the present King, after whose death the throne will revert to Prince Luitpold’s family. Be that romantic port of the story as it may, it is certain that the troubles of the poor young King will soon be ended. He has abandoned his favorite pastime of peeling potatoes, and passes his days at the window of the castle, slapping his hands against the glass, unconscious of what is going on about him. Frequently the un- happy King, alarmed at some fancy of his shattered brain, crouches down in some dark corner and remains hidden for days at a. time. Several times the Queen mother, Marie of Prussia, has asked to see him, but the doctors would not allow it. Finally a. few days ago permission was granted, and she arrived at the castle with an attendant of the pale e and the doctor. Her son fail- ed to rec gnize her, and when she seized his hands, saying“ Otto, Otto! Erkennst do mich nicht 3” the poor King began to cry, then gesticulated wildly, and presently, ran away tohide, but without a sign of‘ recognition. The mother returned discon- aolate to Munich, and will probably never again see her son alive. Turkey's financial difficulties are becom- ing worse every week. The Sultan has been urged to cut; down diplomatic salaries. but as they have not been paid for months, the immediatesavingappearssomewhatshadowy. Herr Mauser, to whom his Majesty so blithe- ly gave‘au order last month for 500,000 rifles of the newest designs, has supplied only 200 as samples, and declines to commence the stipulated delivery of 500 daily until he has received a substantial sum on ac- count. The Sultan, it eppears, has at pre- sent only about 175,000 men with the colors, but he consoles himself with the thought that in a few weeks he could have under arms 700,000 men, provided he could ob tain weapom wherewith to arm them. There is again talk of a European confer- ence for the purpose of finally settling little Prince Ferdinand's fate, but the probabili- ties point to an attempt at s speedier and ruder solution of the Bulgarian difficulty, which will not require to be prefaced by diplomatic solemnities. In England there is increasing belief that Lord leisbury has succumbed to Bic marck’s wiles, and has in- volved the country in responsibilities which Englishmen, in these degenerate days, are curiously shy of assuming. Under Secre- tary Ferguson has been closely questioned in the House of Commons, but has replied so ambiguously that an amendment to the adâ€" dress is to he moved, calling upon the Gov- ernment to keep clear of foreisn entangle. merits. Should the Liberals return to po W- er or have tl‘eir own way now, England will, in the event of a European wsr, play the safe, if not particularly dignified, part of looking on until the chief combatants are exâ€" hausted, and then stepping in and making an honest penny by the deal. ‘ LONDON, Feb. 22.â€"Europe has not troubl- ed much about the war scare this week, chiefly because there has been an 11111131131 lack of alarming rumors. An effort was made early in the week to elevate Monsieur Flourens’s speech as Briuncon to the place of dignity vacated by the Austro-Husgariun treaty squabble, but without much success, for it soon became evident that his blood and glory remarks were only to be regarded in a. Pickwichian sense. The movements of Rus- sian troops in frontier districts appear to have been stepped by the fearful weather which has prevailed throughout central Europe, and terrible reports have been in circulation respecting the sufferings of the wretched soldiers of the Czar. Tens of thousands of them are housed in miserable wooden shenties, which are not even snow proof. 1 LATEST EUROPEAN NEWS. 'ar Rumors Fewer and Less Alarmingâ€" Squally Times Ahead For Bulgaria’s Princeâ€"The Sultan Ver Hmd up. And now that the strife and fury of the storm had quite passed a great stillness had settled down upon the woods, pervading all its sombre depths. It: seemed the si- lence of finality, of completion. At first the influence of the place was not positively melancholy, only eubduing and quieting. There 6&81'6 no drifts in the pine woods throu h which the lost traveller had wand- ered. ut the snow had filled them deep, deep everywhere. Little remai" 63 on the dark green branchesâ€"the wind had swayed them‘ too viplently for that, w Towards morning the storm gradually 616d sway. the clouds dispersed, and the sun rose clear on a world of snow. There was snow everywhere. It lay dazzling White 011 the vast ice plains of the channel, here and there piled up in heaps and banks by ,the swirling blizzard. It had blown and drift- ed into the olefts and chasms of the great granite hills that stretched it“ 3103% Yhe North Shore, smoothing and softening their rugged outlines. ‘ But it was almost dark when he reached the. shore. He felt himself growing weak now. His feet began to drag more and more with cold and bewilderment. It was so hard, plunging, staggering-through the deep snow. Soon he stopped for a. moment and leaned up ngainst a. tree to rest. Then his knees began to tremble and he felt him- self sinking‘ sinking. But he drew himself up with a. jerk and struggled on. He had only taken a. few steps when he tripped on a. dead branch, stumbled and fell forward in the snow. Ah, it: was not so cold after all 1 He would rest just a. minute here be- fore going on . . . How pleasant it was only to lie still for a while ! The snow was warm and soft and comfortable, and he was very weary. . . . No, he could not give up yet. . . . He would go back home now, it surely was not far and Mary and the children were waiting for him . . He would rise soon, and try once more to find the way. Yes, it was cold again, so cold ! and the tree-tops clashed and rattled and grgnned with the Wind. . . . Then'he noticed that the early dusk of 9. winter evening was already coming on. A sudden energy seized himâ€"an energy of desperation. If his life could yet be saved it was only during daylight. When night had once set in the last hope would be gone. He knew not what direction he should take, but he knew that his only chance was to go on. He was quite calm and determined now. Peering through the dusk and the blinding snow he saw to the right the dark shade of the woods on the main shore. Suddenly he remembered an old road that ran up from the lake somewhere here, through the woods and far on to an outlying settler-’3 house. He turned in the direction in which he thought this road lay, half running in the eagerness which the new fluttering hope had inspired. If only he could once more get home to his wife and children 1 Ah, how the thought of it stirred him unutter‘ ah}? I . Summer! Had there ever been any summer in this dreary place, and would there ever come another to it and to him? Or was this terrible preeent only a wild and fearful dream from which he would soon awake to kiss the face of his sleeping wife with a very rapture of tender glednees that he was still living and in the same world with her? And his two little ones I Surely it could not be that he was never to see them any more. Why, when he got back home he knew they would run to him, and ask to be taken on his knee before he had rightly sat down. True, the baby could but just toddle along, but how glad the little fellow would be to see him again 1 Then he had soft blue eyes and red cheeks, and looked just like his mother. Alas, alas ! this so happy past to the poor traveller was now but a dream, and mere was only a. shuddering hope in the wakening. The storm was blowing more fiercely than ever, and the cold seemed to have become more intense. When the sad, brief reverie had ended, he shivered violently as he be- gan to walk slowly and aimlessly on through tbs deepening snow. Soon a strange new feeling, vague and horrible, began to grow on him. He tried to repress it, to think of something else, to shake it off Ly walking faster, even by run- ning wildly o‘ong in the direction he thought he should go ! But in vain. The horrible thought could not be restrained. It came upon him like a stunning blow. He was lost, lost, lost! and in the agon of that thought he stopped abruptly an groaned aloud. \Vhen the first wild spasm had passed he looked about him. How cold and cruel it all seemed, this wilderness of ice and snow l The locality was all strange too, and unfamiliar, though he was sure he must have passed this Way in his boat many times during the summer. \Vhen the storm came down he was still several miles from the village, and he hur- ried on. How he missed his good overcoat now? He had pulled down his cap over his ears and buttoned up his undercoat to his chin, but the fierce cold wind chilled him through and through. The courier’s track gradually filled up with the drift. The air was thick with the whirling snow, and he could not make out clearly the outlines of the hills near the shore or of the larger in- lande in the channel that had previously been his land-marks. Poor fellow, he had started out to walk to a village nearly twenty miles OE, and in- tended to return on the third day. The weather was clear and mild when he set off ‘in the forenoon, and he thought he could leasily reach his destination before dark. i There were so many hills on the inland road that he resolved to follow the mail Courier‘s route over the ice along the lake shore. It was a lonely journey in winter, for there was not a single house on the Way. A good deal of snow had fallen the week betore, the courier’s track was not well broken, and the Walking was bad. L‘hen his heavy over- coat impeded him. So when early in the afternoon he met the old courier in his dog- sleigh, as the weather still promised fair, he sent his burdensome overcoat back with him. The hardy veteran of many Algoma winters predicted a storm, and warned his young acquaintance of the danger. But, strong and lighthearted, he laughed good- naturedly at the old man's fears, and so struck out again refreshed, walking vigor- ously eastward. Late the next day the search party found him, and oh, the pity of it; . r I remember that during that &ffernoon the sky clouded up rapidly, and a bitterly cold snow storm sec in from the east. How it must have swept along that desolate shore, driving the snow right into the face of the belated traveller l LOST IN THE SNOW. AN ALGOMA TRAGEDY. Friend (to plaintifl')â€"-“ Well, I see you won your suit. I congratulate you.” Plain- tiffâ€"“Thanks. Yes, [beat the Scoundrel.” Same friend (to deiendant)â€"â€"" I’m sorry to hear you lost your suit, old man ?" Defend- antâ€"“ Yes, the acoundrel beat me.” Trempealeau County is still the banner county of the North West. For the past fifteen do. a the thermometer has raged from 10 to 58 egrees below zero. Four mornings in that time the mercury has congexled in every thermometer in the village, and last Saturday morning at 6 o’cl ock the spirit thermometer indicated 53 below. W’hile Russia is making so much stir in Poland, she does not intermit the business of constructing military railroads in Turkes~ ten. She isnow running truinsacross the Amu Daria or Oxus, the great bridge at Charjui having been completed and opened for travel since the beginning of this year. This gives her a. continuous railroad route from Michaelovsk, on the east shore of the Caspian, through Kizil Arvnt, Askabad, Merv and Charjui, and soon the road will be pushed through Bokhsra. and Samar-cud to Tashkend. With the railroad to Baku, on the west side of the Caspian. and the connecting boats on the sea, there is already steam communication from St. Perershurg beyond the Oxus. The value of this line for rapid military concentration on the Ai- ghan frontier cannot be everestimated. The political agitation which has sprung up in India. is drawing to the side of the British some powerful allies amongst the more conservative races of that ancient land. The Bengalees are the active foment- ers of the agitation and the leaders in the demand for a. more influential voice in the government of the country. The Bengalees are the most intelligent, acute, and in- tellectually active of the Indian races, but they belong to the lower castes, are com- paratively unwurlike, and, until raised to unwanted influence and importance by the new education, were regarded as inferior to the warlike Muhomedans, Rajpoots, etc., by Whom they are still hated and despised. In a lecture recently delivered to Muham- edsns at Lucknow, Sir Syed Ahmed, one of the most influential Mahomeduns in India, repudiated on behalf of the whole cor: mun- ity he represents, the proposal to throw 0]: on all appointments to native competition. Recognizing the inferiority of his own peo- ple in both numbers and education, he point- ed out to them that the result of competitive examination would be to place the most warlike and fiery spirits in India under the heel of the Bengslee Baboo, “ who at the sight of a tabloknife would crawl under a chair. There would bono partofthecountry,” he declared, “ where We should see at the tables of justice and authority any faces but those of Bengulees.” It is quite natural that the rapid rise of this intelligent and quick-witted race should have at last arousâ€" ed the jealousy and indignation of the more masterful tribes, his former conquerors, and that these should hasten to denounce him as an inferior. But none the less the agitation will go on, and the old-time warriors will have to learn that 9. new order of things has dawned, that bruins henceforth will count before blood, and that they had better set the schoolmaster at Work if they do not Wish to come eventually under the official control of the low castes they have hitherto despised. And now to her forever the solemn gran- deur of the pine woods is a bitter mockery, a shuddering iremembrance ; cruelly the winter storm shrieks like a, pitiless destroyer, and the white snow seems but a. frozen shroud. And so at last they found him, half-cover- ed by the drift; Where he had fallen. No tears wet their cheeks for him, but (me of them said quietly, " Poor fellow l” and a. tender pity filled all their eyes. Sorrowful- ly, reverencly they carried the body to the nearest settler's house, and from there it was taken soon afterward to the _1ox_lely home. The tragic story spread far and fast through the district, and on the funeral day the settlers came from many miles to give their silent sympathy to the stricken Wife. Slowly they move on over the yielding snow. There 1 that surely was a signal about from one of the party. All the others hurried to him. Tracks in the now 1 Holes rather, once deep down but now half-filled and obliterated. What a. struggle there most have been here in the darkness and the storm 2 For the snow was nearly three feet deep all through the woods. And in a. hol- low a little farther on they saw where the poor wanderer had sunk deeper, plunging up to his arm-pits in the cruel snow. The men looked at each other for a moment and then hurried forward. They said but little, and their voices were softened and tremulous with a great fear. it or a. time the tracks led nearly straight ahead. Then they swerved here and there, wandering soon in a sad ir- regular zigzag among thejdreary trees. A terrible expectation was upon the searchers. They knew how it must end. _ Into the solemn stillness of that afternoon there came a party of men on snowshoes, searching in the woods for some trace of the missing traveller. Their pallid solemn faces showed how serious was theirerrand. Hardy fellows most of them were, long familiar with dangers on water and on land. They had been on such expeditions before, and their experience made them realize more terribly the,pity oiit 311. Lost in the snow. The words are a. prayer for the dead with the people of that region. A1; times one is conscious of a companion- ship in trees, even a. friendship and consola. tion. But the possibility of sympathy and communion had gone out of this roress for- ever. Human life with all its vicissimdes, its tenderness and its tears, was a. thing outside of it all, unrelated, utterly remote. The great trunks of the towering pines 0p. pressed the spirit, overwhelmed it with the sublimity of their indifl'erence ; their dark gloomy branches might have been funeral pails. And yet one drearily wondgred if the world had ever been any different, or would ever be any difl'erent from what it: was then. There seemed to be no place for change, no hope for spring, no memory of summer. It was as if the solemn voice of Nature had cried "Hush 1” ages ago, and not. even a. twig had fallen since co break the awful stillness. Mercury Frozen Four Days. Russia in Central Asia. The Bengalces. A. STEVENSON. The man in the moon must have had an uncomfortable time of it last the night of the eclipse. According to the Pittsburg Dis- patch, Prof. Langley, of the Allegheny Ob- servatory, has been able, with the aid of a delicate little instrument called a holome- ter, to measure the temperator of our satel- lite ; and has found that in winter it is in the neighbourhood of 200 degrees below zero. He has also found that during a total eclipse the temperature of the moon rapidly falls as the earth’s shadow passes over it, the sun’s rays being shut out and there being no atmosphere to prevent radiation. The gentleman who dwells in the moon, therefore, must have experienced a cold weve on that day, and probably spoke of the earth in terms the reverse of compli- mentary. A deputation of lady students presented an address of encouragement and sympathy. ‘ It was read amid cheers and loud applause. i At this very moment, however, a detach- iment oi mounted gendarmes came up at a ‘ sharp trot, surrounding thecrowd on every } side, and rushed on the unarmed students, using fists and sabres furiously. Before l long the policemen and gendarmes were joined by dvorniks, butcher boys and the ‘ like. Resistance became impossible and the students dispersed in all directions. 1 The ground being frozen and slippery, many of them stumbled and fell down, and ‘while on the ground were fiercely beaten and trampled upon by policemen and dvor- ‘niks. At the Strastnoj monastery the po- lice managed to cut oif the retreat of the fugitives and pin them to the high walls of the monastery and the punishment went on ‘ worse than ever. Many fell exhausted and . senseless ; two were beaten to death. A great many of the lady students were thrown down and injured. At last some of the studâ€" ents succeeded in finding shelter in private houses, others ran through the streets and were followed and beaten by the infuriated police. Even in remote parts of the city the students were not safe from assault. A student, N., was beaten by two dvorniks in sight of two constables. Mr. N. asked their help, but they would not interfere. He fell down senseless, and when he came to him- self was being driven in a cab with a goroao- toy to prison. There were many similar in- cidents. Scme men went home with broken fingers. others with broken ribs, wounded etc. Five studentsware killed. After this day’s work students were arrested every- whereâ€"in the streets, in private houses, and at home. Those who were badly injur- ed were mostly taken into custody and stowâ€" ed away in some prison in order to shut their mouths and prevent the truth from becoming known. Several hundreds were exiled at once. As soon as Professor Skie- fassovsky~one of the best operating sur- geons in Moscowâ€"heard what had happen- ed, he sent his assistants to the different homes of the injured students, but it was too late. ’1‘th were all prisoners of the Czar. N o doubt many of the unfortunate prison- ers have been hurried into exile, possibly into Siberia. No satisfaction, at all events could be obtained by any of their friends or comrades, and it even became dangerous to press the authorities with questions. The fears of Nihilism are of course the motive cause for such deeds of violence; but no fears can palliate such deeds in the eyes of 1 British freeman. 0n the 7th of December another meeting of the students was called, which was also broken up by the military, 25 Cossack regi~ ment charging down on them with lancea in rest and evidently meaning mischief. It was useless to attempt to hold a. meeting in the university, and the intention W35 aband- oned accordingly. But a. meeting of more than 1,000 students was eventually held in the Strastnoj Boulevard, the following ac- count of which is given by a. London Times coryeepondent : Last year the Czar of all the Russias promulgated an edict, known as the Uni- versity Statute, for the government of the various universities within his dominiona. About 200 of them met in the old university, nearly 590 more being outside ; but the po- lice interferred and broke in, shutting the outer gate after them and wounding several of the students in the head for trying to prevent them. Adetachment of Cossacks in the meantime Surrounded the university yard, where they seem to have amused themselves by wantonly lashing the stu- denta with the cruel knouts that form the batons oi the Russian police. Murray was about used up and Gannon had a broken arm. They crawled over to Kearn's ranch, where their wounds were dressed. The next day some of Kearn‘a men huntei up the dead panther, and took 06' 9. hide that measured six feet three and a. half inches from point of nose to tip of tail. It was on the second day that the pan- ther, also looking for big game, got them. He sprang out from the brush and knocked Mr. Gannon down without giving him a chance to shoot. Mr. Murray then knock- ed the panther down with the butt of his rifle and trouble ensued. The panther ot up and tackled Murray, and they roled. about so fast and Were so promiscuous that Gannon did not dare to shoot. He danced around, looking for an opening, while Murâ€" ray howled and the panther yelled and clawed. Murray’s clothes lasted about a minute, and then patches of skin and shreds of flesh began to fly. Gannon drew his sheath knife, and lunged at the panther whenever he got a. chance, giving him sev- eral digs that increased his discomfort and his ill-temper. Murray and the animal rolled down a. bank, both of them covered with blood, and when nearly at the bottom the panther suddenly infused more pathos into his screeching and stopped rolling. His grip relaxed for an instant, and Murray wiggled out of the bloody embrace and tu unbled into the creek. A sharp root pro- jecting from the bank had impaled the pan- ther through the loins, and he was stuck fast. . There was danger that he would free himself in a moment and renew hostilities, and Gannon promptly threw himself upon the struggling beast and stuck the knife into his Vitals a. few times. J‘flm M“ Gnu“ and FF‘nk Mgrrgy have He was a Ternme Fellow, Wicked and returned from a. hunt of blg game m Mendo- B‘s, with a “flee “kc Thunder. cino county, Ca]. As Mr. Gannon’s right . , . . arm is in a sling and Mr. Mun-5y is all done Avessel Just arnved 111 SM Franctscn from up in sticking-plaster, it is supposed tha; Honoluly brings news of §he death of a man they found what they were Looking for, W_hoee hxgtzory is as thnlhng as th'at of any Tney intended to hunt about two weeks and yiffite kmg of yellowcovered lltemtufe. Eluy large numbers of deer, ,but they got fwenty‘five )‘ear8_ag0 he W“? “1””? king only one deer, a coyote and a few jack‘rab‘ as brave and as wmked as plraze lungs al- bits, and they remained only two days. Wa'ys'a‘u‘e.‘ Sing-oi t'hen pe‘ 1135 been {hex-mic. A California Panther. Students and Czar. A unique election recently occurred in a. small community in Gormany. The vote wes taken to decide who was the “best man” in the community. Only one man, a. shoemaker, voted, and as he voted for himself, he was declared to be unanimously elected to the pesition of best. man in the municipality. Mistress and Maidâ€"“ Where have you been, Jane ‘3" “ I’ve been to a. meeting of the Girls’ Friendly Society, ma’am.” “ Well, and what did the lady say to you. ” “Please. ma’am, she said I wasn’t to give you warn- ing, an I meant to. She said I was to look upon you as my thornâ€"and bear it )" Here is 1. string of camels with their heads aloft above the crowd, moving with soft step and long stride us they carry bags of spice that have come from the distant Sou- dan. Here is 9. rich official with his reis running in front and his pipe bearer behind. Here comes a. lady of rank, perched high on her padded saddle, riding stride legs, and except for the large eyes that glance from the kohl-tinted eyelids above the white veil, and the little hennwsteined hands that hold the reins, she might be taken for a. bale of silk. Peasant Women hurry along with veils hung by a. kind of thimble to their headgear, their lithe forms thinly draped in the long bathing gown sort of dress of blue cotton, and carrying astride on their shoul- ders their little naked children, with weak eyes and grave feces. There comes 8 Beds. wee on iii hardy horse, that frets under the cruel bit, the saddle richly aapsrisoued, and the stirrups broad and coarse as iron shovels. And here, with many a stroke on the tough quarters of the long esred donkey he drives before him, comes the donkey-boy shouting his “ Ruseh”â€"â€"-“ Shemeenuck.” “ Ragluk ' â€"~a-s he steers some large Englishman, who sits perched over the (platters oi the “ Homer.” Crowds there are of brown-leg- ged, browmbosomed laborers, wearing the kind oi gray felt cap which we see on clowns in the circus at home ; and water-carriers flounder past, bearing the bursting skins that pnlpitete and surge with their liquid contents ; and sellers of bread, carrying flat cakes on a tray on their heads ; and sellers of swords, bristling with steel, like moving stands of armour ; and then the beggarsâ€" blind, halt, and deformedâ€"such as Raphael introduced into some of his pictures, but to be seen in the flesh only in an Oriental city. Ophthalmia is so common in Egypt that Weak eyes are the rule, not the exception, and total blindness very common. In no cases, however, are bad eyes so distressing to witness as in the little children. Mere infants carry swarms of flies settled in the corner of their eyes, and no attempt is made to remove them. so that at first when you see them with such grave and patient little faces it is difficult to restrain the impulse to rush to the rescue of the sulferers and have one good “ wipe out” of the irritating pests that infest them. But the buceaneer escaped, and not long afterward he and two of his crew appeared in a rowboat on the barren island of Molo~ kini, which is near the East Maui Islands of the Haws iizn group. It is a small, barren rocky place, uninhabited. There his two companions even left him, and there he lived alone for twenty-five years. Since his landing there he was called only Morrotin- nee, the native name for the island. A sailor who has been going to and fro from lthe Sandwich Islands for ten or twelve lyears, learned all he could about Morrotin~ nee, and says that he was much liked and feared by the natives. They carried to him allthe delicacies to be found in the king- dom, and enabled him to life a life of ease and luxury. They said he was a tall man, big and commending, with a. voice like thunder-«so powerful that they firmly be- lieved he could resume the wind to rise or the waters to subside. They would not allow white men to go near the island if they could help it, probably because :they had been so commended by him, and when he died they buried him near the place where he had lived, with much mourning over hisc departure. ‘ In the days of his wickedness and power he rommanded a vessel called the Red Cloud, stanch, unusually fast and furnished with powerful guns. Periodically this carmine- red craft disappeared from the seas, and in her place Would come another, all in sombre black, and named the Black Cloud. This piece of theatrical effect, which cost noth- ing more than a little paint. had its ex- pected influence upon the super stitious minds of the sailors who were sometimes sent in pursuit of the vessel. Most of them fully believed that there was omr thing un, canny about the craft, and that her Captain had supernztural help. In those days he was the terror of the South Pacific seas, and the British Government set a his price upon his head. Hundreds of attempts were made to capture him by fair fight and by traps, and by every means that could be devised. But he eluded all the traps, came out victorious in all the fights, and in every case sailed away with the traditional scornful laugh of the pirate king. He had a Spanish name which nobody remembers now, and he was supposed to belong to that nationality, although he spoke Spanish, English, French, and German all with equal fluency. At last a young English noble- man, loving adventure and desirous of the reward, undertook to cvpture him. After cruising around in the Pacific for some time he came, late one afternoon, directly upon the Red Cloud. The buccaneer spoke the Englishman, asking where she was bound and what she had on board. The reply was that they Were looking for the pirate, that they knew they Were talking to him, and that he had better give himself up at once. In an instant bright lights appeared all over the Red Cloud, and her Captain answered in good English. “I will see you in hell first 1” Then a cannon ball whized through the air, but it was aimed too high and passed above the vessel. “ I will see you there,” shouted back the Englishman, and a broadside from his guns aimed low, sent the Red Cloud to the bottom of the sea. DEATH OF A PIRATE KING. A Unique Election. Egyptian Types.