XVIII ROYAL SOCIETY OF CANADA 



vertu et la vaillance, en quelque langue qu'elles s'expriment, sont des trésors communs 

 à l'humanité, que la postérité vibre toujours au souvenir des héros, à quelque sang 

 qu'ils appartiennent. 



His Excellency, the Governor General, expressed in a few words 

 his pleasure at being present on so interesting an occasion, his appre- 

 ciation of the work which the Society was doing, his special sympathy 

 with the spirit which had led it to mark its interest in the great com- 

 memorative celebration now taking place at Quebec, and his hope that 

 it might in the future render still greater services to the twin causes of 

 literature and science than it had done in the past, and win still wider 

 recognition as one of the most important organs of the intellectual 

 life of Canada. 



The Honorary Secretary read letters expressive of regret at being 

 unable to attend the meeting from Field Marshal Earl Roberts and 

 the Honourable Sydne>' Fisher, Dominion Minister of Agriculture. 



The new members, who had been elected at the preceding Gen- 

 eral Meeting in the month of May, were then presented to the President. 



Sp:ction I.— The Honourable Sir François Langelier, presented b}' 

 the Honourable Thomas Chapais; M. P. B. Mignault, presented by the 

 Honourable Senator Poirier; M. Adjutor Rivard, presented by M. 

 l'Abbé Camille Roy. 



Section II. — Professor George M. Wrong, presented by Lieut.- 

 Col. William Wood. 



Each presentation was accompanied by appropriate speeches from 

 the introducing member and the member introduced. (Three of these 

 speeches have been preserved verbatim and are printed in an appendix 

 to these Minutes). 



The following poems in French and English were then i-ead by 

 M. Pamphile Lemay of Section I, and the Rev. F. G. Scott of Section II, 

 respectively: — 



OHAMPLAIN 



Le Chant des Marins 



Où courez-vous?... Le vent s'élève et le flot roule. 

 Le départ sonne-t-il?... Vive Dieu! Quelle foule! 

 La grève a des sanglots, mais les cieux sont sereins. 

 Vogue, barque.... Ecoutez la chanson des marins. 



Au levant qui se rose ont pâli les étoiles; 

 La brise matinale agite au loin les eaux. 

 Alerte, les gabiers! Hissez toutes les voiles! 

 La corvette fuira comme les grands oiseaux. 

 Sans peur mettons le cap vers un lointain rivage. 



