The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1898-03-17

The article is by Stewart Allen, in the
Metropolitan magazine for January.
He writes:
Miss Maud Come is called by the
Irish peasantry, who hail her as the
future liberator of their country from
English rule, the Irish Joan of Arc. She
is now in this country to help the cause
of Irish nationalism, and to gain adj
herents and financial aid for the great
event which is to be held in Ireland
nextyear to celebrate a century's strug-
gle for freedom. Miss Come possesses
beauty, wealth, and a brilliant intel
lect ALI these she devotes to the
cause of her people, and declares, en-
Enthusiastically, that she will live to see
the liberation of her country.
81 know it, 1 know it, she exclaims
convincingly. 1T is my deep-rooted
faith in our future freedom that gives
me courage and strength to go on with
my appointed work" Miss Come is
very tall; her face, while strong, is
delicate and spiritual; she has hazel
eyes, straight black brows, and black,
curling lashes. She dresses simply in
a black trailing silk that apparently
adds to her height. She walks about
restlessly as she talks gesticulates
rapidly, and as she speaks of England,
of Gladstone, of the disappointing
policy Of home rule, her delicate skin
Pushes crimson and her eyes fash
ominously under her froWning brOws.
Altogether she is a most striking fig
ure and possesses a natural eloQuence
that breaks out like pent-up torrent
when she is aroused. One has but to
enter the presence of this gifted wo-
man to understand ait once the remark
able power she possesses over the au-
diences she addresses.
1T seems very strange" she says,
''to be told that l have sacrificed my
life to this cause, as [ have been so
often told since l have been in this
country. Why, it is this glorious cause,
the emancipation Of my people, that
has given me life and knowledge and
freedom. Before that time l was in
bondage; did not live Miss Comes
voice is very low, with musical into
nations and an accent that is neither
English nor Irish, but almost French.
In fact her father. who was an officer
in the army, held several diplomatic
positions in Paris and Italy, and thus
much OF his daughters life was spent
abroad.
4 think it was just because [ had
not grown hardened to the condition OF
things in ireland by growing UP
amongst them, that the wrongs Of the
poor, and the cruel injustice of the
| landowners who play into English
hands for their own purposes, made
so terrible and horrible an impression
upon me when I occasionally spent q
| few months with friends or in my
own home The evictiCnS scared
into my soul like fire. But my father
position forced me to hold my tongue.
At sixteen I used to stand with a sick
| heart in the midst Of some brilliant
| gathering in which l was obliged to
take part, and whisper to myself. I
have had enough of this My father
and I were inseparable companions;
my mother died when I was a baby.
When l was nineteen years old l lost
my father. l broke away from every
thing. A year later, upon my return
TO Ireland, | stopped at the house of q
| large landowner. This visit was the
turning point Of my life. l was seated
at the dinner table; it was a brilliant
affair, given, I believe, to distract me
from my fathers loss. The host began
to speak in a matter-of-fact tone OF
some family, he had evicted. Tonight
as l was riding home he said, I pass
ed by where he and his family are liy-
| ing in a ditch. The wife is dying. I
don't think she will live until morning,
What fools these tenants are, They
are incorrigible!
NO one was shocked; no one vouch-
safed even a word of pity; the CONVEX
sation turned to other subjects. Ny
| blood was boiling in my veins. The