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ment to the memory of Sir Walter Scott in this city, or if it shall be found advisable, to be paid over to the corresponding committee for transmission to Edinburgh. The following resolutions were offered by David Maitland, Esq. and unanimously adopted. Resolved, That a committee of ten be appointed with authority to conduct all the correspondence growing out of these proceedings. Resolved, That an attested copy of the proceedings of this meeting be forwarded to the family of the deceased. Resolved, That the proceedings of this meeting be signed by the President, VicePresidents and Secretaries, and published in all the daily papers. The meeting having ordered that the committee be appointed by the chair, the following persons were named :—
On motion by Captain DAvid LEslie, the officers of this meeting were added to the committees,
On motion by CHARLEs KING, Esq. John I. PALMER, Esq. was unanimously appointed treasurer of the fund to be collected. On motion, the meeting adjourned. DAVID HADDEN, Pres.
Rev. and dear Sir,
At a meeting of our sellow-citizens we have been authorized, as a committee, to adopt measures to procure an Eulogium to be pronounced upon the late Sir Walter Scott, as a suitable tribute to the memory of that distinguished mam, whose works have delighted and instructed both hemispheres, and whose death both hemispheres deplore. In requesting you to undertake this grateful and interesting duty, we have the honor to subscribe ourselves,
Rev. and dear Sir,
THE REV. JOHN MIC VICKAR, D.D.
COL: COLL. New-York, Nov. 30, 1832.
I have the honor to acknowledge the receipt of your letter of yesterday, as an authorized Committee on the part of a recent Public Meeting, “to procure an Eulogium to be pronounced upon the late Sir Walter Scott.” In assenting to the flattering request therein contained, it is with a due sense of my inability to do justice to such a subject, except in so far as high admiration of him, both as a writer and a man, may be esteemed a qualification. With great respect, Your obedient servant, JOHN McVICKAR. Jon A. M. wai Nw RiGHT, D.D.
NEW.YORK, DEc. 10, 1832.
Rev. and dear Sir,
We are instructed by the Committee at whose request you delivered an Eulogium on the late Sir Walter Scott, to present to you an attested copy of the resolutions passed this day. We take great pleasure in performing this duty, and beg, individually, to unite with the Committee, in tendering you our thanks for the very kind manner in which you acceded to their request, and expressing our admiration of the feeling and eloquence which characterized your Eulogium.
We have the honor to be,
Your most obedient servants,
J. M. WAIN WRIGHT, Chairman.
To THE REV. PROFEssoR Mc vick AR, col. coll.
ON A TRIBUTE TO Si R WALTER SCOTT.
In Committee, Dec. 10, 1832.
On motion by Prosper M. Wetmore, Esq. it was unanimously
Resolved, That the thanks of this Committee be presented to the Rev. Professor McVickar, for his obliging compliance with the request to deliver an Eulogium on the late Sir Walter Scott.
Resolved, That a copy of the preceding resolution, authenticated by the Chairman and Secretary, be transmitted to the Rev. Professor, accompanied by a request for a copy of the eloquent and very interesting discourse pronounced by him at Clinton Hall, on the evening of Thursday the 6th instant, for publication.
Extract from the minutes,
J. M. WAINWRIGHT, Chairman.
JAMEs LAwson, Secretary.
We meet to-day, gentlemen, to render homage to the memory of Sir Walter Scott, a duty more congenial with our feelings than our powers; for it is not easy rightly to speak of one who in his life-time was equally loved for his virtues and revered for his genius, and in his death is by “nations honored and by nations mourned.” Yet it is easy, too, to speak of him, for as a man he was without guile, as an author without envy, and as a genius without any of that wildering light which “dazzles but to betray.” As a poet, he never strung his lyre to pamper passion, nor ever struck a note to which virtue could not respond; as an author, he never dipped his pen in gall, nor wrote, so far as my memory serves me, “one line which dying he would wish to blot.”
Harp of the North, farewell ! Farewell to the minstrel who charmed our boyhood, nor lost his attractions with advancing years' farewell to the novelist who, while he swayed our feelings with a magic power, never yet awakened one traitorous to duty, nor implanted one that was not of the stock of nobleness and true honor Shall we then refuse now to pay to him the tribute of praise, to whom we have often heretofore paid (I speak at least for myself) the higher tribute of tears—when some touch of humanity that went
to the heart, some picture of filial gratitude or heroic selfdevotion, has taught us to sympathize as a brother with those we never saw, and, as at the bidding of some master magician, to receive as truth all the illusions he spread around us, and become moved spectators of a living scene 3 Or, shall it be asked on what ground we, as Americans, stand forth to testify our sympathy on this occasion ; I answer, on the ground of an equal inheritance as part of the great family of civilized man, as men who can honor worth, and reverence genius wherever it was born. But again, Scott was the poet of nature, the delineator of his species in every climate and on every soil, so that wherever his works were known, there was he to be regarded as a native and a denizen, and there should now be heard for him the mourning voice of lamentation or of praise. Or, if still nearer claim be wanting, can it not be found ! “If blood be warmer than water,” to use a Scottish adage, shall not we, in whose veins flows the blood of a common ancestry, count ourselves nearer to Scott than the dwellers upon the Seine, the Rhine, or the Tiber 2 Are we not in truth one nation with that which gave him birth, in all the highest features of national likeness; a common language, common faith, and a common literature ? Let us leave it to politicians to cloak under the plea of patriotism those hateful, jealous passions, which as charity condemns and religion abhors, so should literature despise: to us belong, certainly at least on the present occasion, wider views of the bonds of brotherhood, and a holier interpretation of the claims of a common kindred. As it was our Shakspeare and our Milton in whose footsteps Scott trode, so now is it our minstrel whose lyre is broken ; our Scott whose name is now to be added to the list of the mighty dead. Over such gifted minds the petty distinctions of human origin have no power: they are nature's sons and all men's brethren. No nation can claim them as their own : the earth is their birthplace, heaven is their home, and the