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Show JANE BAnLOW. 1 elss ( rutp ihs iMtii.i r u ItslsaS. Mlis Usrlow's tastes literature i are widely dlveralfled (the la a great ' reader tsklng In a light, sportlvs nar- j ratlvs as well aa ths deep, heavy studies stud-ies of the more serious eonnsntratlon of mind ssys the rioston Trsnscrlft j She Is a warm adinlter ot Mary B Wllklnt and Harsh Orne Jswstt, whose books afford her much pleasure ana Inlereel After breakfast daily tha novelist saunters It.tu ths heart ef ths country snd there Is nothing she en-")i en-")i more thoroughly thsn her dally wall calling on her return horns for her malt at the villas postomce. It la well the villagers know the value whlib their famoui tuwnswomsn sets on this short, delightful rscrsatlen, and know, too, the customary roullae, for msny the "Ood Lisas your ladyship' lady-ship' await her alung the way, as now and then a coin Is dropped Into the withered hand eitended toward bar or a word of comfort and good cheer Is given to the disconsolate snd oppressed oppress-ed Miss Uarlow assumes an altltuds of reserve, of calm, quiet dignity and cold Indifference; hut, touching a sub-Jeii sub-Jeii In which she Is st sll Interested, the veil drops and her true self Is revealed, re-vealed, a model ot eiqulslle simplicity, divested of every shred ef egutlim or self-consciousness. A hsr Interest heightens In the topic discussed hsr Isrge eyes glow In warm enthusiasm Miss tlsrlow Is much Interested In ths higher edueatton ot women. Bhs Is warm, too, In her enlhuslssm for ths philanthropic work which our womea of the United States are carrying on ao successfully. She hss no aympathy whatsrer with woroen'a cluba In general gen-eral eicepl where they tend directly, both mentally and physlcslly, to ths wants and comfort ot the poor and afflicted. af-flicted. Her heart's deep sorrow overflows over-flows at the cruel distress and abject poverty ot tha poor, wretched Inhabitants Inhabi-tants ot the western part of Ireland, whom she ss)s are "actually dying ot famine and atarvalton" and yet ths world goea on, unheeding the crlsa of pity for bread, while hundreds ot dollars dol-lars am lavished In wssteful sitrava-gance sitrava-gance but upon what we call ukcisI-Ilea ukcisI-Ilea upon dainty boutonuleres, perfumeries per-fumeries or bits ot Injuries to garnish the toilet tabic This one subject alone engrossed thn mind ot our greatest coming novelist during a long period of conversation ns to tho best means that might be tesorted to to produce timely aid tor her dylug brethsrn, She herself and a few kindly disposed ladles are doing all they ran In thslr own quiet way to rend relief to the scsns ot so much distress, "but alasl" she concluded, "It Is so little we can du. I am heartsick at the thoughts et It and at the news which a friend aendi me almost dally from tbe dlstrUt In which the famine la greatest." |