The times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1882-1897, 1890-02-28

Mrs. Stowe produced some dozen and
n half of other works, besides collec-
ton of religious poems. They have all
been popular in their day, and are still
read but the one great work of her life
was "Uncle Toms Cabin" On her re-
turn from Europe in 1853 she published
Sunny Memories of Foreign Lands;"
then "Dred; or, A Tale of the Dismal
Swamp" and in 1859 "The Minister'S
Wooing," a story which has been named
as her best effort, considered from a
purely literary point of view, though the
pearl of Orr's Island" vies with it.
Soon after Mrs. Stowe became famous
her husband accepted professorship at
Andover. In 1854 he resigned this chair
and removed to Hartford, Conn.,, where
he died a few years ago. Mrs. Stowe
continued to reside in Hartford after her
first removal there, and from there is
sued u number of her works. In 1869
she published ''Old Town Folks" a story
of New England life. In 1868 she be-
came co-editor with Donald G. Mitchell
ok MARVEL of The Hearth and Home in
New York.
In 1859 appeared in the September
number of The Atlantic Monthly Maya
zine Mrs. Stoves paper on "The True
Story of Lady Bsron's Life" which
created such a sensation and worked so
seriously to the authors disadvantage.
A torrent of criticism fell upon the head
of one who till then had received moth
ing but plaudits from the public. Moved
by this she published LADY Byron Vim
dictated, History of the Byron Contro-
versy." Mrs. Stowe was led into this
scandal by her great heart getting the
better of her judgment. Lady Byron,
who was being abused by publications
then just issued, made confidante Of
the famous authoress. 1t ended in Mrs.
Stowe publishing the story in order to do
justice to an injured woman.
Down on the ST. Johns river, in Flor
ida, there is winter home where Mrs.
Stowehas been accustomed to go to escape
the severity of a northern climate. The
place is located seventeen miles above
Jacksonville. The house is frame cot
tage overlooking the river, and enc pass
ing on boat may catch a glimpse of it
through the trees that surround it and
the vines that cling about it. Here, in
proximity to the palmettoes, the orange
groves, the exuberant foliage of tropical
Florida and in the midst of the race she
did so much to emancipate, Mrs. Stowe
passed a number of winters.
The authoress long enjoyed the honors
heaped upon her. She achieved COM
potency from the sale of her books, if,
indeed, it may not be considered for
tune, besides a fair income from new
sales. In the early days, when she was
teaching at Walnut Hills, she knew what
it was to be in straitened circum-
stances, but after the appearance of her
first book she not only enjoyed distinc-
ton, but affluence.
The decline of the life of the woman
who has furnished so rich treasure in
what, for want of better term, may be
called the worlds heart literature has
been singularly beautiful. Mrs. Stowe
was always fond of flowers, and after
her mind began to fail, as stronger
things died away, the void was filled by
these perfumed objects, fit to enter in
and occupy the chambers before taken
up with thoughts for the elevation of
downtrodden race. For several years
she lived only for her flowers. The sum-
mer of 1888 she spent at farm at North
Haven, Long Island. There, always at
tended by one of her daughters, the
white haired authorcss would wander
about the garden and the orchard, but
seldom spoke to any one. 1t was plain
that the mind which had produced so
remarkable u work at 50 was broken at
rs. While she wandered about among
the trees and the flowers the village be-
low was plastered over with an an
nouncement of grand revival of
"Uncle Toms Cabin"