Life's Karl; Day. A SONU. Oh, who lm not welcomed in lilo'n duly day The flrxt glcem ot *| ring-lime, tlio morning; oi Mi\v, When lift! mtiii nil Miiimliiuo, ami gladness, ami gIOO, Ami storms were hot zcpliors |u*t wing'd lrom the -in, Which, stealing along over pcrfuin'd parterres Awoke every feeling nave sadness ami tears. Then the Ireshneas of life was all wnrni on the cheek, No object seemetl eohl, ami no prospect look'il hits A, No fear ol the future to saihlon the heart, Or sorrow, uukimloess, or grief to itn|rt— While the newness ol lilu t" each tuomeut gave wist— t Oh, 'tis pity we cannot be always so blest. Hut youth, like the ilroum that our fancy bo guile*, Ne'er liood* the illusion lain hid in it* wiles, Till time comes to tell its it* beauty is flown, lut tinting, its perfume, its brilliancy gone— And the glow ot the past hut adds gloom to the scene, Kcmler'd dark by the tnem'ry ol what it has been, —C. I). Stuart. TWEED S STRANGE LIFE ON A SCHOONER. A STOKY OF Ills ESCAPE. The escape of William M. Tweed front Ludlow street jail, the mystery of his long and successful concealment from the sleuth hounds of justice who were put upon his search, hisyicusitudinous wanderings and his final recapture and restoration to his old orison, which he never left again until lie took the last, long journey which puts all human be ings out of the reach of holts and liars, is a romance rarely paralleled, never sur passed. A portion of it has been told with average correctness. There litis been a missing chapter, though, whoso absence li ft the tale unfinished ami the plot incomplete. The SuntUiy Xcu'x now presents the bust link for the first time to the public. Win. M. Tweed escaped froin the cus tody of the sheriff of tne county of New York on the evening of December 5, 1H75. lie was at the time in chargu of two deputies of Sheriff Conner. Accord ing to their statements, as em bodied in the published reports, his evasion of their watchfulness oceurml in his own house, where lie was visiting his wife. It was thought impossible that so well known a man could effectually conceal himself from the search which followed with a rigur never equaled in the crim inal annals of the country. Hut days grew into weeks and weeks melted into months, and ttie whereabouts of the fugi tive remained still unknown. Wm. M. Tweed had vanished as completely front official eyes as if tin- earth had devoured him. No definite information of his hid ing place was obtained until, after many months the excitement of his escape was revived by the news of his capture at Vigo. Spajn, on hoard of a merchant shin which was bringing Itim from Cuba. What followed is well known, llis rm vious adventures in the Kver-Faith u'i Isle are also part of history. Hut there remains a blank netween his escape and his landing on Cuban soil. That blank the Suwl'ty New now fills from information afforded by the man in whose care the dethroned and flying magnate left this country and the perils which menaced him here Itehind him. The schooner Frank At wood was. a couple of years ago. the l>cst known ves sel engaged in the West India fruit trade from the part of New York. She had been built by Donald McKay, the famous Boston builder of clipper ships, for his son. The old shipwright had expended all his knowledge and -kill on her to ren der her a marvel of symmetry and speed. He had succeeded. The Frank Atwood. for nusleland sailing qualities. Was more a yacht that a common-place trader. Her voyages were called the best on record. Young McKay, after a voyage or two, fell into extravagance and sold his schooner. She Iks -nine the nfoperty of Mike Murray, the gambler of Ann street and Clinton place, and the partner of Senator Mike Norton. Murray placed in command of the Frank Atww>d a New bury port, Mass., skipper, named Bryant, under whom the vessel wns sailed regularly in the fruit trade with the West Indies. Captain Bryant was n poor man, devoted to the interests of his employer, who, on his part, was a good paymaster and an easy chief. What follows is Captain Bryant s story, as told to a Sutulny Sew* re porter : "In the middle of April, IHTfi, the Frank Atworxl lav at the foot of Dover street, loaded with a general cargo and cleared for Port Maria. Jamaica. A messenger from Mr. Murray brought me a note asking me to see him at ones. I went with the messenger to 11 Ann street, where I found him in the private room. "'Captain,'he said, 'I want to send two passengers out to Cubq with you. They will lie on Ixiard to-night. You will want some fancy stores to vary your ordinary sea fare. Here are f.jO. in your stock at once. You are ready for sea now ?' " ' Yes, sir." '"Oneof the passengers will assume charge of the schooner. You will do whatever he desires, as if he was myself. Bv-the-by. I will send down to" the schooner this afternoon, (live my ntcs senger some token or other that the mes sengers ran bring to you as proof that they are the proper parties; and you needn't put yourself out to tell any one a!>out this either.' "A messenger came that afternoon. I didn't know what to givehim forAtoken. My wife, who was in the cabin sewing, took a sail-needle, the eye ol which was broken off and which she had been using 'to make crochet-holes with, out of her work-basket, and said laughingly: ' Hive him this; it is not good for much clue.' I put the needle in a blank envelope and sent it. "It was getting toward dusk that even ing, and I was all ready for sailing. Borne friends of mine were talking to me on the quarter-deck when a man came down the wharf. He was an ordinary looking, medium-sized man. dressed irija common dark suit. He strolled along as if he had nothing particular to do and plenty of time to do it in. He passed down the wharf toward the sohell*(ntao o'clock). _ " He had hardly spoken when a bright light hashed out ashore. It looked like one of the (hush lights made by burning resin, which we use to signal ships with at night. It only dared out once. Hunt jumped to the peck and threw his cigar overt mard. I noticed that his voice trembled with excitement when he said, hurriedly: " Isiwer a lx>at. captain. You ami me will pull ashore by our selves.' "I got a boat into the water at once. Hunt and myself got in. 1 noticed that he rowed nervously, hut like a man who knew his business. We | ulied straight for where the light had -bowed, and beached the boat just liclow Murray & Norton's wharf. There w .<■ three peo ple there. One was Murray himself, an other, young McKay, the former owner of the Atwood. He had a lantern, keep ing it part ially under the wharf, as if to keep the light from Isdng si-en. "The third party was a big, portly, middle-aged man. with a eleap. shaved fare. He wore a slouched hat. pulled down over his eyes, a rough blue woolen shirt, and dark pantaloons. He had no coat on. There were three handsome silver or nickel-mounted valises on the beach at hi* feet. " Hunt landed and said something I rould not hear, sitting in the l>at. Murray and McKay shook hands with the middle-aged man and with Hunt, and wished tliem good-bye and a pleas ant voyage. There was no other con versation. hut such as would pass bo. tween parting friends. McKay put the valise* in the boat, and Hunt and the other man got in. He sat in the stern, and wa so heavy that he almost swamped the gig. When we pushed off Murray called to me: "' You know your orders, captain. Don't make any mistake.' '"He won't if I know myself." said Hunt, and we rowed off. leaving tie m watching us. The man in the stern never moved or said a word aAer we started. " As soon as we got on hoard Hunt and the other passenger went into the cabin. I ordered the anchor to lie liotj' short and followed them. The middle, aged man was sitting on the sofa, witti ins hat on yet, mopping his face with a blue silk handkerchief. Hunt said. 'Cap tain, let me introduce you to Uncle John Seeor.' "We shrsik hands, l'ncle John say ing. without rising. 'Glad to meet you. captain.'and taking his hat off. I knew him at a glance, from his pictures in the papers. It was Bill Tweed. "Hi* face was thinner than the pic tures made it, and his leard was -haved close off. hut there was no mistaking liinf The sight sort of flabbergast'*! me, and I kept staring like a boohy. He noticed me usiktag so intently at him and stooped down, so as to hide his fare while pretending to tie his siloes. He was visibly nervous and his hand trem bled very much. "' I hope you'll make yourself com fortable, t nele John. Anyhow you're safe,' I said, hardly knowing what I was saying anyhow. "Then I went on deck. The anchor wasn't apeak yet, and I set some of the crew to swaying up the sail, while I walked up and down, wondering what would happen next. They were at it when Hunt came out of the cabin, lie was quite calm now. and smoking a fresh cigar. ' What's the matter, now?' he asked. 'I might as well tell yon. Hunt.' I said, 'that I know who I nele John Secor Is. Don't you think I ought to have a stake out of this?' "'Never fear.' lie said, quite gnyly, putting his hand on my shoulder. ' | lie old man hasn't got much. He'* been pretty well cleaned out, hut we won't forget yon. lie's not one of that sort. Now get to sea as e ing neridcd When he gave them hack to me h<- lrej left a handsome penknife in the pocket for a keepsake. I've got that knife yet. 1 wondered at the time at his Is-ing so hnrt of clothes. After ward it -tru-k me tlint he was a hard man to tit. He couldn't get his clothes ready-made, and while lie was in hiding lie was afraid to have a tailor make any. "Tweed took great interest in the sea and everything about it. We generally bad lines put over the stern, and when ever we hooked a fish lie examined it before it was turned over to the rook. A little shark we caught kept him busy for a couple of hours. Then, when we got among the drifts of Gulf weed, the HMB li-"l to ti-li Bp whole bttsbeb of it for him. He would pick out the crabs and sen spiders from the wrack and hunt up the descriptions of tliem in a couple of old liook* I had in the cabin. He and Hunt eolle, ted a wliolejar full of the Ugly things, but tlicy ), ft them behind when tiny land"!. " Flying-Ash were another hobby with him. A wheste school of them (few on hoard one night, attracted by the gleam of the it" k lanterns on our big white sails. Old Sam. otir cook, took tie bn< k lsinc out of a lot of them and fried them for our breakfast. I thought Tweed would nevtr get through that morning. He said the flying-tisli made one of the Ix-st dishes lie ever ate in his life. It struck me that was paying tliem a big compliment. '• lie took a great fancy to dolphin, too, when Sam gave it to u one day in a curry. As an eater, however, Tweed was by no means out of the way. Aft>r be got over liis sickness be had a good appetite, but nothing extraor dinary; and lie would eat snip's fare, and leave the extra dishes I had provided for Hunt and me to linih off In drink ing lie was "|itally temperate. A of brandy now and then a lien his stom ach wanted toning was about the worst lie did. My supply ol liquor was hardly touched during the voyage. " I soon found that neither Twe, d nor Hunt knew where they were going. They wanted to land in Cuba, but had no id'-a at what point. All the satisfac tion I got from Hunt when I asked him where to steer, was ' Make for the cast end of Cuba.' So I shaped our course for Cape Mavsl, the extreme eastern point of the island. "When we got clear of the Bahamas, Hunt told nie they had concluded to land at Santiago de Culm. They pad settled on that place from a hook they had brought on ls,ard. It was the nar rative oi a winter voyage in a yacht, among the West Indies, written bv some yacht club man and published in N< w York. It was called • West India Pick lea.' " Among the places described in 'West India Pickles' was Santiago de Cuba. Tweed had taken a fancy to it from the description, hut when ho found another of Matanzas, he did not know which to choose. Hunt favored Santiago. So I tlicy made a toss up of It. with the head of a twenty-dollar piece for Santiago nnd the tail tor Matanzas. Head won. Tweed's nervousness had nil disappeared by this time, and lie was as gay as a schooll>oy out for n lark, except when lie suid Hunt were talking privately, when lie was very grave. He was a great fa vorite with t lie men. and scenuxlto epjoy his popularity heartily, i "One of the crew was a young Cuban named M:\jen. He was working his pas sage to Baraeon. Mqjcn had ix-en pretty much all over the island,and when Hunt learned It he asked permission to have him into the cabin. Though ho com manded every movement of mine with the vessel, he nver Interfered with the dis cipline of the ship. " Tliev had Mqjen in tlic cabin every day, ann between them laid out a per fect network of routes on a map of C ulm they had, They marked tliem in diffid ent colors—red, blue and black. I sup posed they meant in some way good, better ami best, or i 'ire versa. Mqjen gave them names of people, places nnd the like, all of which they carefully noted down. Ho got a double-eagle for his pains. " I was naturally curious to know how they were Axed for money, hut I got very little satisfaction on that score. The three valises were Ailed with linen and a few old suits of clothes of Hunt's; hut in one was a Russia leather satchel, with strapstosling it over the shoulders, and it was lull of something. There was also a leather writing-ease, similarly Axed for carrying. Hunt had a money belt around his waist,. The only weapon I saw was at (Remington revolver, which Hunt carried. "On tue J tjo April, sixteen days out, we weat..iTed ( 'ape Maysi, and be gan to think of the end of the voyage. I had never been to Santiago de t'ulia, so I overhauled in v hook of sailing direc tions and we lielif a council of war. " We found from the hook and chart that there was a little river emptying inttlie sea, about four miles from San tiago harlior. It is a lovely place, only visited for fresh water by occasional ships. There Tweed determined to go ashore, so we ran for that point. We had lieiul winds and an ugly sea, and did not raise tiieeoaat until after dark on the first of May. I ran in as close as I dared, and cleared the boat which had been housed on deck for lowering. We were laying to at the time, and the night wns very thick and black indeed. Tweed ami Hunt were below packing the few tilings they intended to take ashore into one valise. " Suddenly the seaman who was hail ing the lat out of sonic water she had shipped iii launching, called to m that lie could hear the noise of paddles legat ing the water. Tweed must have had -harp cars, for lie was on deck at once. At tfie same time a light showed on our lee how on the seaward side of us, and we heard the splashing of the paddles distinctly, it eame nearer nnd nearer, and other dimmer lights Ih came visible in aline lower down toward the water. It was not long In-fore I made them out to he the port Arcs of a mnn-of-wai. I afterward found that the vessel was the sloop-of-war Conquistador, which was patrolling the roast to cut off an c\ pec ted landing of revolutionary Cubans who were corning across in a sloop from Jamaica. "We lay quiet as mice. The etui SIT slid by us, as it seemed to us like the slowest sort of a snail. She did not per ceive us. though, and we saw her lights fade out and heard tlieHoisc of her pad die-die away. " It was midnight by that time. Hunt had brought the valise on deck Tweed had the satchel slung to him. Hunt carried the writing-case. Tlicy s|Nikc togetluT ill low Voices on the opposite side of the deck from me. Then Hunt went into the cnldn and called medown. He had a roll of something in his right hand. He nut his hand out and grasped mine. I felt the hank notes pressed into my palm and he said, " Stuff them into your pocket, captain, and say no more about it. I- the Uiat ready?' '' ' It is.' "'Here's fifty dollars. The old man wants you to share if among the crew. You e:in have those two valisis. They are of no use to us." "This money wa in gold five dollar pieces. He laid it on the cabin table and I left it there. We got into the boat with two men at the oars and pulled for the shore. "The schooner was laid to within a mile of the shore, but though we could hear the sea breaking we could not see the land. A sort of fog was drifting out from the mangrove swamps ashore, and Is'twi-m it and the wind it was so chilly that it made us shiver. Tweed now had a coal on which I gave him. Otherwise he was dressed as he had Ix-cn when tie left Coney Island. He was very quffit. hut uneasy and anxious. Hunt, on the contrary, seemed to be a* r<*il as ever. He spoke now and then to his compan ion in a whisper. "Guided by the sound nl the breakers, we pulled down the ■ a mere creek, not fifty feet wide, but deep, and with ft strong current of ice cold, fr<-sh w atcr. "We land"! our passengers on (lie sand spit with tle-ir valise. Tweed stumbled in ip Wing ov r the gunwale and caught a (tucking. Honnlylaughed at it. though. All his good spirits seemod to return the minute he felt the land under Ids feet. " Hunt shook hands with me. when I stepped ashore after tliem. 'Clood-hv.' lie said. '"I hone you will hare a fortunate stay ho you know how long you will In- here ?' "' That depends. We hope for a long time. | believe.' " ' Ihi you intend to settle, then?' " * I don't know. Everything depends on our reception.' "Here Tweed Interposed as if to cut us short, and shook hands with me. • I ain obliged to you. Captain Bryant.' he said. 'l'm sorry our vovage wasn't a longer one; hut you'll he hack here, and you may meet Cnejc John Socor again. (iood-by!' "One of the men called, '(Iood-by, sir.' and lie said. 'Good-hy, boys, gnna by.' He walk"! up the bench, then, and wc pttsli"! off. The darkness hid them in an instant, hut I onuld hear the grinding of the sand as if some one was walking up and down. "It was now nearly four o'clock. I got sail on the schooner at soon as I got on board. When day broke the iand was a mere loom on the sky. "I had seen my last of Bill Tweed. What happened to him after that 1 only know from hearsay and the papers. It had lieen arranged between us that he xvas not to show himself to any one ashore till we were out of sight, as our presence on the Cuban coast while our clearance was for Port Maria, nt the east •nd'of Jamaica, was irregular and might get n into trouble. I suppose, therefore, that they spent the night on the (reach. The hank-notes Hunt had given me were twenty Afty-dollar greenbacks. " I went through the valises care fully. They only contained a lot of dirtv linen and underclothing, of many different patterns, as if they had been bought at different times. There had ireen a name of four letters painted on one valise with white paint. This was scratched off. The Irook ' West India Pickles' was in Hunt's berth. It had been a new copy, but tlicy had been at it so often Hint it was nearly thumb"! to pieces. It laid around the KbooM for a couple of voyages and then some one froze to It, or the cook Used it to kind lea Are with, we don't know which. "We entered Port Maria liarhor next afternoon, discharged, loaded, and re turned to New Yorfc. I kept my ears open for news of my passenger, hut heard none. Murray never asked me anything nleuit the pawuwe when I got hack',from which I concluded that he had already hear I all about it from Hunt. I never heard direct ly from cither him or Tweed again."— New York Newt, FOB TilK FAIR SEX. Ctiliirse It. null, . A C'intoii (China) letter-writer says: I never could lind out precisely what is the great joy of a Chinese woman's life, hut 1 think it must he tic dressing of her hair; and, truly, this is done with an elaborate, artistic science, curious to see. This hair-dressing is the one nc rom|ilis|im< nt of the Chin, .-<• holies, oc cupying the wmic place that music and drawing 1 v in the education of our own wi.,:i „. Their'hair is invariably black and very long. It is drawn hack tightly from tlie face and stiffened with a gum iitade front some kind of wood. It is piled up in a wonderful pyramid of hows, loops, wings, haves, flowers, rolls, all so stiff that they stand alone without the aid of pads, roulettes, pull's or hair-pins. Not a single hair is astfay, tin whole being highly polished, or, I should say, veneered, which keeps it smooth for nearly a week, when the fabric is taken (town and remodeled. " How do they sleep?" asks a curious reader. They have a small leather pil low, which fits underneath the hack of the neck and keeps the head in a settled position. Others liavc a case or box in which they put the whole head comfort ably, and which protects the coiffure from Icing disordered. It is, beyond question, the most intricate structure that could he reared with hair, and adorned with flowers and gems is both an elegant and imposing head-dress. Few women are taught to read or write, whereas every loy is instructed by the monks in reading and handling the naint brush, with which their writing i- effected. 1 was surprised to tod in this so-called le-nightcd cotunrv that even the cnolicehaiii-bcnrcrs could read. It must !• remembered, however, that this much education is insisted ut>on !>v the government merely to tit men for th" proper discharge of their respective callings, nnd not from any abstract idea of disseminating knowledge or "cul ture" among the masses. If a hoy dis plays quickness at his lesson he does not necessarily aspire to In come a clerk instead antique lace to perfection. I/fghorn and Tuscan straw hat* are tlie most popular a* well as the most ele gant of all tlie new productions. Seal brown, dark blue, crimson and black are the colors tlint are combined witli white in the strip") parasol*. Throat lwiws of China crape, trimmed with thread lace, are worn by woimn who are sick of the everlasting Breton. Common flowers. sn-h a* hollyhocks, exltus, cowslips, dandelions, parade* and daisies are becoming very popular both in nature and art. Short bunclied-up Marquise polonaise* of Victoria lawn and otiti r white sheer fabrics are worn with short, black or colored silk skirt*. A foreign fashion is to wear white, paie pink or blue satin dresses, hand painted in artistic designs hv great mas ters or sometimes by tlie wearer herself. New breakfast caps have long tulle or lace strings that cross in tlie back and are brought loosely around the neck to form a loop or how in front on tlie basotn. The Boat Hermit of Tulare. Among the weeds and tiles of Tulare lake, in ( alifoniin. may be found a man who has cut himself'•(! front all but wildlife. He is known as tlie "Boat Hermit of Tulare." His name is James Mac. Whether when lie made one of the throng the Mac wa* followed by Adams, lhtffy, Cullougb or anyone of the hundred other name* that usually go with the prefix he cannot he lead to say. He calls himself James Mac. He spends night and day in Ills boat, an ordinary take craft, without sail or rudder. In Ashing and trapping lie is so expert that those who know him under stand the hy-phrnsc " a* lucky a* Mae." This mid character served in the navy during the Mexican war. and in '49 joined the exodus for the gold fields of the Pacific coast. He helj>ed to survey San Francisco when It contained lesis than a score of shanties. He joined several bands of pioneers and marched through the mountains and forest* for years, returning to San Francisco to find ihat it had become a large city. Tulare lake, in tlie distance, wa* the only natural leatureof the country, a part of which had la-en claimed and staked off by hini; so lie built a lwial and vowed to |in*a liis life among the bulrushes. Nearly two million men have been sao rifleed in war since the Crimean war, twenty-five years ago, and the number is hourly increased. A Pig's Long Fa*t. At the new mine, Little May. writ' - a Newfoundland correspondent of the Montreal (itusrUe, a pig had crept in un der the floor of a house built on sloping ground, and when the foundation wru finally closed in, piggy must have been wrapped in a profound slumber, in a comfortable Led of shaving- which filled up partially the empty space. The house wax not finished nnf a roving disposition. He was a plump animal nnd a credit to his ow.,er, who intended to turn him into baeon aUjut Christmas, and it was fortunate for him self tiialhe carried a vintirurn in liis own fat, on wliieh he subsisted 'luring the winter. The house was closed in on the iMd of Novemts r, IH7H, and on that day " piggy was lost to sight."" All through the following four months he slept peacefully, perfectly indifferent regard ing the Afghanistan eanrpaign and the Isandula disaster. Hut witli the warmth of April sun his ■ if rgi< - returned, lie ruble' bis eyes and turned over, managing to utter some feeble (mints. Hy this time the house was occupied, and the inhabitants were amazed at hearing those mysterious noises underneutli the floor of their kitchen, Piggy 1h gan to feel the pangs of hunger after his long fast, and his grunts for release liecaine more impera tive. An opening was made and (>oc>r piggy at length staggered forth, tin "ghost of his former -<;f"—-a walking skeleton. His eonilitibn drew tears from the eyes of the wornau who owned him. who only knew him by the peculiar turn in his tail, which surrlveo the destruc tion of Ids tissues. Her joy over the r-s -urrection 'if the lost pet was touching. The news spread rapidly. The miners gathered from all quarters to view the wonderful pig who had lived for 142 days without meat or drink. On*' of tli'in more IsKik-Jeamed tlian the rest remarked that it reminded hiin of the seven sleepers of Epiiesus," but. his obMnrattan was profanely scoffed at by Uie others, as it was felt to Is- an unwarrantable attempt to dispar age the performance of tic ir wonderful pig, of which they had all reason to be croud, l'iggy'* fortune was made. Presents flowed in upon him. I>< liracics unheard of in tic- di> tary of nighood were lib'rally supplied to'noun-b liim •luring liis invalid condition. Warm compounds of oatmeal and biscuit, fla vored with delicious -craps and tip-bits from kindly house wives, soon le-gan to tell on hi* condition and swell out hi* lean flanks. Hi- story went the rounds of the mine*, and everywhere awoke sympathy and enthusiasm. Whether lie will be s- nt on for exhibition in St. John's I eann"t say, but there can b< no doubt that an ent'Tprising showman would fidd it a paying sjs-eulation. The filets, however, .HP- as 1 have stated them, and the account I '-an guarantee as tsr fcctly reliable. Whether hibernating, in the case of a pig. is a new fact in natural history 1 am unable to deter mine. t'aln and the Weather. It is a familiar experience that certain bodilv pains vary in their phases accord ing to the weather, but probably f< W have made EXACT scientific observation* of this to any considerable extent. A W ri'-s of ucli observations, made with MUCH ability and perseverance, HAS lately been r< I*IRTED to the American Acad'-my of Science BV Prof. Mitchell. They arc by ("apt. C'atiin, >f tlie L/nit'-d States Army, who lost a leg during the war. and since that time ha* suffered a good deal FOIM tniumatic neuralgia. He carefully noted, during live years, tlm effects PRODUCED on him hy changes of tip- weather. For the first quarters of these five year* then- wreg.4Tl hours of pain; for the second quarters, 2.102 hours; for the thirl quart'-rs, 2.05R iiouis; and for the last quarters. 2,221 hours. The best "yield >f pain" is in January. February and March, and the poorest in the third quarter — July. Au gust and September. During these five years, while tlie *un was south of the equator, tli'Tt win- 4.F1'.12 HOURS of pain, lurainst 4.15b Ll<>urs while it was north of the equator. Tlie average duration of Uie attacks for tlie first quarters was Iwent) -TWW hours, and for the third quarter* only 1T.9 hours. Now, taking the four years 'tiding January I, I*C9. it is found that oftbe 5.0 storms cliartctvd by the Signal Hun-au. 29H TW-iong to the two winter quarters, against 2,'FLT for the summer quarters. Tlie average distance of the storm-center at the IS-ginning of the neuralgic attacks was BHO miles. Storms from the Pacific coast an- felt ftirthcst off vrv SOON after, or as they arc missing thflloeky mountain*, while storms along the Atlantic coast arc as sociated with milder (orm* of neuralgia, which ar< not felt till the storm -center is nearer. Itain is not essential in the pro duction of neuralgia. The severest n<-u -ralgic attacks of the year were those ac companying the first snows of Novem ber and LBS-CM her. One nt he r interest ing oliservation is as follows: Every storm sweeping across t (incontinent con sists ol a vast rain area, at Uie center of which is a moving space of greatest barometric depression. Th'- rain usu ally precedes tliis storm center by 550 to fiori miles, but before and around the rain lies a belt, which may lie railed th* neuralgic margin of the storm, and which precede* the rain by 150 miles. Tlie fact is very deceptive, because the snff'-rcrmay be or thciar odgeof a storm basin of barometric pressure, and seeing nothing of the rain, yet have pain duo to the storm. __ A Sitka Komance. It is rumored that a very romantic marriage will soon be solemnised at Sitka. A well-known and highly re spected sergeant of the Marine Corp* is anont to lead to tin hymenial niter the lovely and accomplished daughter of the Indian chief. " Sitka Jack." .Ve under stand that this is a ease of love at first sight. The bride elect having paddled alongside the " Alaska with her light eiutoe loaded with fish, Uie gallant ser geant was immediately smitten and fas cinated. The marriage ceremony will !e perform I'd by the Rev. W. J. Bent. Hishop-eleet to tlie Sitka Indians. The marine guard are invited to attend in full uniform, nnd the steam launch has loen fitted up to take the happy pair on a bridal trip to the North Pole to cool Uie ardor or their love. Tlie bride will of course wear Uie inevitable black silk headdress common to the higher class ol Sitkin ladies. No cards. No pie.— tklka (Maria) Herald.