The daily morning journal and courier., 1894-10-27
THE FLEETIYG SHOW.
Some LIte-ar Gossip.

became totally blind. NeVertnelesS, ner education was carried on under her mothers guidance, and, among other things, she learned seven languages by ear. She wrote her stories herself upon typewriter, afterward correcting them from her sisters reading. Most of the proceeds of her literary work were de- voted to charitable purposes.
 Jane Barlow's Irish Idylls'' have of late attracted much attention. She has lived all her life in Ireland, her father, Rev. Dr. James Barlow, we'll known Greek scholar, being professor of the University of Dublin. Miss Bar lows sketches of Irish peasant life are written with such a sympathetic under standing of peasant traits, with such genial humor and tender pathos, that they rival in interest Barries sketches of the sombre and solemn dwellers in Thrums, indeed to many readers they are far more enlivening reading.
 The present Lord Tennyson does not inherit with the title the poetic gifts of his father Thus far he has published nothing but metrical version of Jack and the bean stalk. His rustic neigh bors, however, suppose him to be in every line his fathers successor, and not long ago one of them pointed him out to a visitor, saying, "He carries on the business now"
 Edward Eggleston lately revealed the way in which the impulse to write ''The Hoosier Schoolmaster" took pos session of him. He was reading Taine's "Art in the Netherlands" and was inn pressed by a. paragraph in which the author said men should write about places and people with which they were most familiar, because thus each writer became a specialist, and his book was worth respectful reading. Thereupon MT. Eggleston revived an idea which he had discarded, that of writing a short sketch in the Hoosier dialect. The sketch grew into story, and the au- thor took long leap into celebrity.
 This recalls the story told by Rou- maville, the leader of the Proveneal school of poets to an American visitor, Thomas A. Janvier. He was a lad of seventeen when he began to read French verse. One Sunday when he was at home, his mother, who could understand only the dialect of Provence, said to him:
 "Why, Jouse, they tell me that thou art making paper talk!"
 Making paper talk, mother?"
 "Yes, that is what they tell me. What is it thou art putting on the paper? What dost thou make it say?"
 So, after much urging, he recited to her some of his French poems, but she only shook her head sadly and said. Alas! do not understand" /
 "Then," said Roumaville, "ny heart rose up within me and cried: Write thy verses in the beautiful lang uage that thy dear mother knows And that very week I wrote my first poem in Provencal. and being at home again the next Sunday, recited it to her. When she wept and kissed me, knew that my verses had found their way to Ter heart, and thenceforth wrote only in Provencal." This was the beginning of new school of poetry, and "the re- awakening of the beautiful language in which French literature was born.' Moreover, school of poets has been founded of which the avowed purpose is to foster patriotism by preserving not only the language, but the local color the personal charm, and the na- tional honor of southern France. Robert Louis Stevenson says that the prompting impulse to Write treasure Island" came from the map or an lm- aginary island which he drew one day in idle mood This map with Its tn- finite eloquent suggestion" was all the way through the inspiration or that famous first book. Mr. stevenson says that the story had it's roots there; it grew in that soil. And he asserts that if other romancers have map to work from relations will appear that other wise would not be imagined; in short | "even when map is not all the plot, as in Treasure Island 1t will be found | to be mine of suggestion Did pan iel Defoe make a map of Crusoe's s island? we wonder. And this thought leads us to make use of recently ac- quired information upon that subject, proving that even the name of an island A may be a suggestion and an inspira- tion, and going far toward convincang us that there is more than appears at
 first glance in the theory of directed I'm pulses in writing. {
 THIS MAY INTEREST THE BOTS.
 Who can reckon the thousands of young readers who in the absorbing de
 lights of "the boys classics, Robin
 son Crusoe, forget all time, study
 time, bed time and even meal time and
 play tune? For nearly two hundred
 years that most ingenious of stories
 has cast a magic spell over the boy
 world, exciting imagination and inven-
 tion, and Inspiring boyish minds to exi
 traordinary energy in design and e1e.
 cution. What man does not refae1n'
 Der with regret the int time that h< l read Robinson Crueoe1 1s ezlEed Aeacen' l!