A well-qualified correspondent fitvours us with a notice of Mr.
David Scott, a member of the Scottish Academy of Painters, who died on the 5th instant, at his residence, Easter Dairy House, Edinburgh.
"Little known in London, Mr. Scott was highly esteemed by his brother artists in Scotland, though his works were never popular. A devout admirer of Michael. angel°, and not distantly resembling him m the vigorous quality of his genius, he caredloo little for the pleasing, whether in manner or subject, to become what is called successful. His w3rks, however, evidence his possession of some of the highest of artistical endowments. In power of drawing, few men of the pre- sent day come near to him; and in grandeur of conception and subtile imagination, his illustrations (etchings) to the Ancient Mariner, and his Vasco di Gama at the Cape-a large picture, exhibited some few years since at Edin- burgh-may challengecomparioon sith the productions of any living artist. Mr. Scott was one of those very rare men with whom their art is a passion, their re- ligion, and their life. Art could not be to him a mere 'means of life,' or a trade: nor could he under any circumstances be induced to swerve from the straight path of his undoubted genius. Through defeat and disappointment, and poverty and neglect, he followed the coarse on which his enthusiasm had first started; and dying' unseduced, he leaves one more honourable name to be added to the catalogue of the martyrs to truth."
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