Mr. SUMNER. Obviously for the chief work of the artist is in the mo el. When this is finished the work is more than half done. What remains requires mechanical skill rather than genius. In taly, where there are accomlished workmen in marble, the artist leaves is model in their hands. contenting himself with a few finishing touches. Sometimes he does not touch the marble. Iwas about to say, when interrupted, that I hoped to be pardoned if I adverted for one moment to the onslaughtwhich has been made upon what I have already said in this debate. I do not understand it. I do not know why Senators have given such rein to the passion for personality. I made no criticism on any Senator and no allusion, even, to any Senator. I addressed myself directly to the question and endeavored to treat it with all the reserve consistent with a proper franknessv Senators, one after another, have attacked me person ally. The Senfrom Oregon [Mr. Nes iuirn] seemed to riot in this business. The Senfrom California, [Mr. Cosivnss] from whom [had reason to expect something better, caught the spirit of the other Pacific Senator. Sir, there was nothing in what I said to justify such an attack. But I will not proceed in the comments which their speeches invite. I turn away from them. There was, however, one remark of the Senfrom Oregon to which I willrefer. He complained that I was unwilling to atronize native art, and that I had dwelt on the productions of foreign artists. I am at a loss for the motive of this singular misrepresentation. Let the Senator quote a sentence or a word which fell from me in disparagement of native art. He cannot. I know the part of my country too well and think of it with too much of patriotic pride. Ialluded to only one foreign artist, and he was that sympathetic and gifted Frenchman who has endowed the Capitol with the portrait of Lafayette. The other artists that I praised were all of my own country. There was Peale, of Philadelphia, to whom we are indebted for the portrait of Washin ton. There was Trumbull, the companion of Vashington, and one of his military staff, who, on comin out of the war of independence, gave himself to painting and produced these works which [pronounced the chiefornament of the Rotunda. There also was Greenough, the earliest American sculptor, and, until Story took the chisel, unquestion ably the most accomplished of all in the list of American sculptors. He was a scholar, versed in the languages of antiquity and modern times, who studied the part which he prac ticed in the literature of every tongue. Of him I never fail to peak in praise. There was Crawford, an American sculptor, born in NewYork, and my own intimate personal friend, whose early triumphs I witnessed and enjoyed. He was a true genius, versatile, for tile, bold. His short life was crowned by the honors of his profession, and he was hailed at home and abroad as a great sculptor. How can I speak of him except with admiration and personal attachment. I alluded also to Rogers, on American artist from the West; yes, sir, from the West