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Show GREAT POPULARITY OF LIBRARY OF CONGRESS E IDKNCK or the use the general public Is making uf the great llbrn.) of cotig 1 1 bs iiii in ruiiid In tin- M'cind or visit"!- to tl;e building dm It. k the Inst (Weal year. The vis Hots numbered about Kil'.OiK). This was u tl.tll) average of 2.2 t:t In the SG2 il..' -i on which the library was oeti to ihu public. The only ilti)s on which the great hrotue doors were closiid througliout the 21 hoars were Jul) .'. the fimenil Jay of John Hay, July I and Christmas. Christ-mas. On other legal holidays ami Sundays the building was open from two to ten o'clock anil oiiivcck days from nine a. m. to ten p. in., excepting except-ing Haturda) sfierniHiiis In July. An gust and September. Almost a double fuice la required for tho building, which Is open vlitually day and evening even-ing the year aioiind jl: Ms l& - 'wKdk ilirJ ASTOItY ol u (loud S.iiiiailiau was levealed al the White Hoiihi- the oilier day It hud to do with the ton der and luipeiishubie friendship of oiiti woman, prosperous and happy, foi another, dose to destitution and afflicted af-flicted with a plosU-ul aliment which has made self support Imposjiltile Lady Cook, (oitneit-ly Tennessee Clallln. now a resident of Kngliunl, was tho beneractress and Olive Logan the leclplent. Tennessee Clallln and Olive Logan, now past the middle scant of life, were Intellectual nud famous women In America yonra ago They wore friends way back tn tho lu)s of ihu civil w.'t and were known to presidents and public olllclals of i idmlulatnitlons for two decades Tennessee Clallln eventually mar- ' rled an Iwgllsh nobleman of wealth, ' snil hor friend Olive drifted nlong J pursuing literary work Hut Miss Logan did nut prosper and a short time ago a New York newspaper told of hor want for tho nerossarlus of life. Lad) Cook, her old filend, saw the story and Imiuedlatul) cabled funds. Then she came to America to sec. mid aid her in person Thoie was a pathetic scone on tho pier at Now York when they mot. "Aro you ically so poor?" linked lady Cook. "Indeed it Is pitiful," icplieil Miss Logan, iccks ancestrally One mounts on, a' M blue velvet carpet honestly "shnbbod H out" on the shaip edge or every stop H to the presence or tho princess para B mount She advances to meet you, B ileliiiicratlcall). with outstretched H band, on the threshold or a vast apart H uieni that has an old I'ugllsh solidity M about lis appolutmentH nothing B chlrp.v or gav or oung brldlsh. You HBl think or (he christenings and funerals BBl and sol-'iun ceremonlala as soon ns HBl ) mi enter Dead and gone klnfolkn JJ gloom tlovvii on you rrom faded can HBl vasses on the wall Ono of the tie- BVJ fimct dames seems to he embracing HMJ lamb or something, with a wreath HLJ j mound lis neck. Ladles always wore HBl bellow ert-d lambs In those days, when HBl i thev had their plctiires tnken. HBl Miss Alice conveiscs with gniclom B liuparllallt) In a rntlier deep-seated HB ' voice, hapjiv lo please. She Is -un- fB dotibtedlv a stunning young woman, HB ! her girlish curves growing softer and BjBJ ' swis'ter ilii) hy day BBl |