ansas City, Mo., Mrs. Jarrell has written an
opera, "The Mix Up in the Kingdom of Something-Like," which awaits only
the lyrics Mr. Williams is writing and the music. An opera, "The Kingdom
of Never Come True," also, in collaboration with Mr. Williams, is being
set to music by Arthur Pryor, the bandmaster.

A serial story, "John Bishop, Farmer," a collaboration with Albert T.
Reed, the artist, is to be published soon in the Kansas Farmer. Later,
this will appear in book form. A novel, which Mrs. Jarrell believes will
be her best work, is in construction and is clamoring to be written.

ELLEN PALMER ALLERTON.

Ellen Palmer Allerton, the sweet and gentle poetess, beloved of Kansas,
lived at Padonia, in Brown County, when she wrote her famous poem, "Wall
of Corn."

She was past her prime when she came to Kansas from the Wisconsin home,
the subject of many of her noble gems. As she grew older, she grew
stronger in poetic strength.

Three volumes of poems have been published, "Walls of Corn and Other
Poems," "Annabel and Other Poems," and "Poems of the Prairie." Her
"Walls of Corn," written in 1884, famous from the first, as used as
railroad immigration advertising, was translated in several languages
and distributed all over Europe. This and her "Trail of Forty-nine"
are her best, although the classic beauty of "Beautiful Things" is
unsurpassed by any other American writer.

"Beautiful twilight, at set of sun,
Beautiful goal, with race well run,
Beautiful rest, with work well done."

is a fitting close to the beautiful, useful life of the author.

Mrs. Allerton was born in Centerville. New York, in 1835 and began
writing verse at the age of seventeen. Much as she has written,
yet writing was only a pastime. She never let it interfere with her
housework. Thoroughly practical, she did all her own work, just because
she loved to do it. Her flowers of which she had many, in doors and out,
resulted in many noble, inspiring lines. In 1862, she was

married to A. B. Allerton of Wisconsin, coming to Kansas in 1865.
She was best appreciated for her social qualities and her interest in
charity--that broader charity that praises the beauty and ignores the
blemishes. Her last poem, "When Days Grow Dark" is a beautiful pen
picture of her sweetness and resignation in her growing blindness and
her love and trust in him who had been her companion down the years.

"You take the book and pour into my e