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The Daniel Owen Memorial. UNVEILING CEREMONY AT MOLD. AN APPRECIATION BY PROFESSOR ELLIS EDWARDS. The bronze statue of Daniel Owen, the first of Welsh novelists, was unveiled at Mold yester- day. The ceremony took place in the presence of a huge concourse of people and in perfect weather. Mr. Goscombe John's bronze figure- life-sized, and universally declared to be an exact likeness and to give an exactly characteris- tic attitude of its subject—is placed on a low plinth and pedestal of Flintshire stone in front of the new County Council building, close to Mold railway station. Just to the left of it is the ancient shire hall where the assizes are held, and the County Council holds its meetings in the edifice named after that administrative body. The two buildings are within a gravelled enclo- sure, which it is intended to ornament in due course with trees, and which is now embellished by the fine work of Mr. Goscombe John. A few feet from the rear of the statue is the boundary wall of the railway, here in a cutting, and from the trains the passengers have a full back view of the statue. Promptly to the time appointed the unveiling ceremony was commenced. The president was Mr. J. Herbert Lewis, M.P., and he was supported by Lord Kenyon, Mr. P. P. Pennant, Mr. W. Davies (chairman of the Flint- shire Council), Professor Ellis Edwards (Bala), Professor W. Lewis Jones (Bangor), Mr. Robert Morris (chairman of the Mold Urban Council), Mr. H. Lester Smith (agent to the Duke of West- minster), Mr. Goscombe John, and Mr. E. 0. V, Lloyd (Rhagatt). Lord Kenyon, in drawing the cord 'which caused the drapery about the statue to fall to the ground, said it was his proud duty to unveil the statue of Mr. Daniel Owen, erected in his native town, in which he had spent the greater part of his life in doing them all good. (Cheers.) Among his friends and neighbours that statue was unveiled as a permanent memorial to a good life. (Cheers.) As the cloth fluttered to the ground a loud cheer was raised and a verse of "Hen Wlad fy Nhadau" was impressively sung. A vote of thanks to Lord Kenyon was carried, on the motion of the Chairman of the County Council and seconded by the Chairman of the Urban Council. A verse of the National Anthem having been sung, a procession to the Town Hall was formed, and a crowded commemorative meeting was there held. Lord Kenyon, who presided, said the monu- ment which had been unveiled would be a great incentive to their children to emulate the good qualities of h. Daniel Owen, who set great store on goodness and upon education. Such of his works as he (Lord Kenyon) had been able to read through the published translations indi- cated that Daniel Owen was a man of great gentleness and great integrity of life. His pur- pose in life was to do good to those around him, and his goodness was not of a morbid sort, and that was a quality that had made him such a personal friend to many who did not know him. (Applause.) The advance in the quality of the education offered to their children in the last half century was largely owing to such men as Daniel Owen, who never ceased to preach the benefits of good education. (Applause.) The education now given had been clamoured for by the people of Wales, and he hoped as the years rolled on they would be able to give their chil- dren a special education in the special subjects they might desire to acquire. (Applause.) He congratulated the Memorial Committee, and especially Mr. Thomas Parry, upon the success of the day, and especially upon the success of the weather. (Applause and laughter.) Mr. Thomas Parry, hon. secretary to the Com- mittee who promoted the fund, read letters of apology for non-attendance from a large number of prominent Welshmen. Mr. J. Herbert Roberts, M.P., wrote You will be rendering honour to whom honour is due, and I trust that the proceedings will clearly show the large place held by the memory of our dis- tinguished fellow-countryman in the mind of Wales. Mr. Parry went on to say that Daniel Owen passed away on the 22nd Oct., 1895. A few days afterwards a public meeting was held in Mold to consider what should be done to honour his memory. There was a strong feeling in the town that some memorial should be set up, but it was felt that the author of "Rhys Lewis" belonged not to Mold alone, but to the whole of Wales. Consequently a public meeting was summoned at Chester on November 19, 1895, where a very representative gathering met, Mr. J. Herbert Lewis, M.P., the member for Flintshire Boroughs, being in the chair. It was then unani- mously decided that a statue be erected to the memory of Daniel Owen in a conspicuous place in his native town of Mold. (Applause.) A number of friends and sympathasisers were ap- pointed a committee, to which the late Mr. Llewelyn Eaton acted as secretary, and Mr. T. B. Williams, manager of the North and South Wales Bank. Mold, as treasurer. During the years which followed Mr. Eaton threw himself with great energy and zeal into the work of soliciting subscriptions, and it was but right that his name should be gratefully and specially men- tioned. When Mr. Eaton died the carrying on the work of secretary fell into his hands. The Committee, after consulting with friends outside, who were most capable of guiding them in such a matter, selected Mr. W. Goscombe John as sculptor, and the Committee desired to record publicly their gratitude for the exceeding kind- ness of the sculptor in all his dealings with them. (Applause.) They wished also to mention the generous support which the movement received from the late Duke of Westminster, who not only gave a handsome subscription, but also presented the whole of the stone for the pedestal free of charge. (Applause.) Their thanks were also due to Mr. Lester Smith, Halkyn, who had given the Committee most valuable advice and assist- ance all through the movement, and especially in putting up the statue. (Applause.) The pedestal was made by Mr. A. B. Lloyd, builder, Flint. The Flintshire Council readily allowed the statue to be put up on land which belonged to the county, and the Mold Urban District Council had, by resolution, undertaken the charge of the statue for all time. Professor Ellis Edwards, of Bala, who is a son of the late Dr. Roger Edwards, of Mold, who was of some forty years editor of Y Drysorfa," and who first induced the late novelist to contri- bute to the pages of that periodical, was received with cheers on rising to speak, and his address, full of personal reminiscences of a great man known to so many of the audience, was listened to with the utmost interest. In the course of his tribute, he said: We are unveiling to-day a. statue to a man whose influence has been strongly felt in every part of Wales, and one who has made even strangers understand better the true meaning of the religious facts which have taken the chief place in the history of modern Wales. And I declare, after seeing many men, and reading of many, the remem- brance of Daniel Owen's abilities still brings back what is to me, at least, one of the great wonders of life. The very first quality which distinguished him was his exceptionally large, nuick, and intense sympathy with human life- his power of feeling and perceiving what, not one, or two, or three, but everyone felt. He saw" so much of himself and other men that, one would suppose, no depth or tract of the human soul, once exposed to his view, was beyond his insight. The theologian NiH Sipion, Mr. Smart, who loved appearance, Wil Bryan, who was true to nature, Abel Hughes and Mary Lewis, the searching spiritual teachers, Aelod Jones, the bombastic, Bob, the deep-feeling and silent, simple Tomos Bartley, worth his weight in gold, honest Mr. Pugh, the deceitful, smooth-tongued mining agent-Daniel Owen was, as it were, at the heart of each, and they were all understood in his. What other men felt he felt more deeply, and understood better than they them- selves. His power of seizing upon the hidden thoughts and tendencies which in most men, never became more than mysterious forces, delighted and bewildered one. And for him, to see human nature was delightedly or sorrowfully to re-live it in his own soul. Just as human nature was his great subject, so his great passion was to be true to it. Wil Bryan, in this element of his naturalness, was Daniel Owen himself. There was nothing he was more intolerant of than the rigour, even if it clothed itself in reli- gious forms, which would keep down or distort nautre. The way goodness took to better men, he held, was to make them more natural. Any- thing else, he held, was untruth. It was felt or unfelt ignorance, if not conscious or unconscious hypocrisy. And so he himself was cut after no pattern, because he was so fully after the pattern which is nature's own. Disliking unnaturalness even when unconscious, he hated with all his heart deliberate untruth, hypocrisy, and mean- ness. The great difference between Daniel Owen and others, with respect to their fellowmen was this, that when he looked he saw. I do not remember any single personage or character in all his writings for which he did not see some original or part-original in Mold and his few journeys from there. Jonathan Price (Ponterwyl), Angel Jones, Benjamin Powel, Ste, the idiot, are very plainly there, in whole or in part. Mold, to Daniel Owen, swarmed with variety. On Saturday nights the bottom of High-street was hardly passable for the crowd—Irishmen, Eng- lishmen, Welshmen, a few Scotchmen, the nut sellers, stocking sellers, the vendors of clothes, the itinerant quack-doctor—sometimes on foot, sometimes in a carriage-were a scene of never- ending delight. Ordinary life was to him full of appeals. He was, to my knowledge, never listless in his life, except when he was dropping to sleep or when illness had sapped his strength. And then, with all this incessant vision and knowledge, he had an equally re- markable power, without which he would never have been the writer that he was. What he saw he could instantly and magnificently express. Not the slightest interval appeared to pass be- tween the seeing and the being able to show. There was no selection of words, no pause for delibera- tion, often no possible time for thought. He appeared never mentally to see except in brilliant or fitting words, and you, the hearer, on the other hand, when lie spoke usually never saw the word but the thought, though sometimes the words themselves were as striking as their mes- sage. So brilliant was his talk, so thoroughly did it go to the heart of a subject, so condensed and brief and decisive were his deliverances, so coruscating and flashing that-I do not exaggerate-what others said would usually seem to be like the lighter shades of darkness. While Welsh lasts, his books will be examples of that excellence of expression in which thought and form run into one. But the strongest forces which acted upon him from without during his most impressible years were those of his church. His novels have a religious aim. Always one is made aware of the writer's conviction that it is from man's attitude towards right and wrong that his life is really determined. And as un- mistakably is the pervading thought shown that the state of the soul, which is all-deciding, is the religious, and that those truths which are taught in the Christian churches of North Wales are the balm of life, and its indispensable help and sup- port. Other statues will be set up, but Mold will have this perpetual cause of congratulation, that none will be erected that shall stand for higher moral qualities, for Daniel Owen loved his fellowmen, hated hypocrisy, said what he thought was the truth, and hoped in God. (Applause.) Professor William Lewis Jones (Bangor) said no Welsh writer was better known than Daniel Owen, and no writer had ever better taste than he. Even when handling a delicate subject he always wrote with good taste, and he was sure that no one ever felt angry with him when, in describing the difference between Church people and chapel people, he said that the former were "people who were wicked and thought them- selves good," and the latter as people who were good and thought themselves wicked "—(laugh- ter) ;-and, again, when he said that it was more comfortable in church but safer in chapel. While the Welsh language lasted, the memory of Daniel Owen would be enshrined in the hearts of his people-a statue as fine as any. Yet, at the same time, it was a fitting thing that a great Welshman should have a Welshman as the sculptor of his statue, and he was sure that no town would be in any way jealous of the honour which Mold had obtained because of the statue having its home in that town. (Applause.) For by being faithful to Mold he became faithful to Wales. (Applause.) Mr. E. Owen Roberts, barrister-at-law, next spoke on behalf of the North Wales Bar. Mr. J. Herbert Lewis, M.P., who was very cordially received, proposed a comprehensive vote of thanks. He said there was little left to add to the admirable appreciations of the life and conduct and the writings of Daniel Owen to to which they had listened, but there was one important reflection that remained to be stated, and it was this—Daniel Owen's writings were appreciated now, but he ventured to think they would be appreciated much more as the years, rolled on. For what did Daniel Owen do? He drew a picture—it was so lifelife, so faithful, so true, that one would rather call it a permanent photograph—of the life of an epoch in Wales, an epoch that was fast passing away. That would be of value a hundred, two hundred, or three hundred years hence of even greater value from the historical point of view than it was at present. (Applause.) He ventured to ihink that the novelist they were trying to commemorate that day would in future ages be always of interest, not only to the man who read novels on account of the interesting nature of the narra- tive, but also to the historian who wished to know what life in that part of the country in the time of Daniel Owen was like. (Cheers.) Those who were not familiar with the Welsh language would find in the writings of Daniel Owen the best introduction to the Welsh language and its literature. (Applause.) And the Welsh litera- ture was not poor either, especially on the sides of poetry and religion, and, speaking broadly, the Welsh literature of the last two centuries was a perfectly pure literature. (Applause.) Daniel Owen did his utmost to keep up the purity of the literature of his country, while delighting his countrymen with his vivid descriptions of men and of scenery, and by his clean humour. (Applause.) Mr. P. P. Pennant, who expressed his admira- tion for the magnificent statue which Mr. Goscombe John had produced, seconded the motion, which was carried unanimously. Lord Kenyon, in responding, said it was a noteworthy instance of the broadening opinion of Wales that he, a Tory and a Churchman, should have been selected to unveil a statue to one who was certainly a Liberal and a Noncon- formist. (Applause.) It was, he took it, a sign that it was possible for men of both sides to try to work together. (Applause.) He was not ashamed of being a Tory and a Churchman, and he was sure that Daniel-Owen, with his hatred of hypocrisy, would have hated him if he said he was. (Applause.) Mr. Goscombe John, who was loudly applauded, also responded, and said he had never had the pleasure of seeing Daniel Owen in the flesh, but having worked at the statue on and off for two years he seemed to have known him very well. (Applause and laughter.) Mr. Lester Smith and Mr. Thomas Parry having replied, the proceedings closed with the singing of the National Anthem.

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