The New York herald., 1872-11-03


These works, printed in cheap editions, were dis
persed all over our country; they found their way
70 almost every freside, and their popularity
tude OF Imitators now forgotten. This power over
the mind OF the reader was soon to be exempfed
IN more remarkable manner, and when, at the
age or forty ythree Scott gave to the world, with
put any indication OF its authorship, his romance
Of "waverley, all perceived that new era In the
literature OF fiction had begun. "Here," they
said, .is genius Of new order. What
wealth OF materials, what free mastery In
Sn%or patSos vivS portraure Of character
nothing oyercharged or exaggerated, yet all dis
tinct spirited and life-likel Are we not" they
asked, "to have other works by the same hand Y.
The desire thus expressed was soon gratifed.
The expected romances came forth with rapidty
which amazed their readers. Some, it is true, as
cribed them to Scott the only man who could
write them. "lt cannot be,o said others; 'Sc0tt
Is occupied with writing histories and poeIns and
and research; he has no time for writing r0mances
like these.p so he went on, throwing on these re-
been but p pastimc, @ and % fairly bomDardins @ ling
the world with romances from his mysterious
covert 1t was like what in the neighborhood
Of this city we see on q fne evening OF the Fourth
ofluly, when rocket after rocket rises from the
distant horizon and bursts In the air, throwing
or every brilliant hue yet whose the hands that
launch them we know not. SO we read and Won
dered and lost ourselves In conjectures as to the
author who ministcred to our delight, and when at
length, at public dinner In the year 1927 Scott
avowed himself % be the sole author Of the
this disclosure was hardly less than that with
which heard OF the issue or the great battle OF
Waterloo have seen . design by some artist In
which Scott ig shown surrounded by the per-
Bonages whom, In his poems and romances, he
called into being. They formed vast crowd, face
beyond face, each with Its characteristic express
ei0n-a multitude SO great that 1t reminded me OF
the throng-the cloud may call it-of cherubim
which In certain pictures on the walls OF European
churches surround the Virgin Mother For forty
years has Scott lain In his grave, and now his coun
trymen place in this Park an image OF the noble
DIow SO fortunately copied by the artist, beneath
winch Inc personages OF his imagination grew into
peng. shall we say grew, as II they sprang up spon
saneousiy IN his mind, like plants from fruitful
SOL. while his fingers guided the pen that noted
down their words and recorded their acts or
should we imagine the faculties OF his mind 10 have
Ousied themselves at his bidding In the chambers
oi lhat active brain, and gradually 10 nave
mouded the characters OF hts wonderful 6ctfons
20 their perfect form At all events let Ns
say that He who breathed the breath Of
life into the frame OF which copy is before ms
impaired with that breath a portion OF his own
creative power. And now the statue OF scott ia
set mp in this beautiful Park, which, few years
since, possessed no human associations, historical
or poetic connected with it's shades, It's lawns its
rocks and its waters, these grounds become
pcopled with new memories. Henceforth the
silent earth ct tSs spot WIN be eloquent Of old