Where, among such minds, he will take his rank we need not ask.  It is enough that he is among them.  Such an artist is assuredly a benefactor of his country, and it is eminently fitting that his gift to us should be acknowledged by such tribute as we can pay him.  By his works in other lands and by his world-wide fame he sheds a glory upon the name of America, helping to convince the world that here also are those who occupy themselves with the things of the spirit, that here also are other capabilities than those of industrial energy and material success.  In his many minor works he has endowed us with an inexhaustible heritage of beauty—­beauty which is “about the best thing God invents.”  He is the educator of our taste and of more than our taste—­of our sentiment and our emotions.  In his great monuments he has not only given us fitting presentments of our national heroes; he has expressed, and in expressing elevated, our loftiest ideals; he has expressed, and in expressing deepened, our profoundest feelings.  He has become the voice of all that is best in the American people, and his works are incentives to patriotism and lessons in devotion to duty.

But the great and true artist is more than a benefactor of his country, he is a benefactor of the human race.  The body of Saint-Gaudens is ashes, but his mind, his spirit, his character have taken on enduring forms and are become a part of the inheritance of mankind.  And if, in the lapse of ages, his very name should be forgotten—­as are the names of many great artists who have gone before him—­yet his work will remain; and while any fragment of it is decipherable the world will be the richer in that he lived.

[Transcriber’s Note:  In the Table of Illustrations and in the caption for plate 17, Bolensa was corrected to Bolsena.]