The weekly pioneer and Democrat. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn. Territory) 1855-1865, 1861-11-29

he be? How would he meet his father .
how present the crown he had conquered
He could not tell. He would wait until
the time came.
And did he see his father during these
years of struggle? Yes, he saw him occaa
sianally. They met sometimes in the streets,
and sometimes in the courts. They bowed,
and passed the bare compliments of recog-
milton, but nothing more.
! And how was it 10 Mark Wiit0ns home
Go ask the Angels of Peace and Love, for
those were the angels that guarded the spot.
/ A better wife man never had. Mark never
regretted the step he had taken-never.
| And yet, sometimes, when the memories of
! childhood came back to him, his heart would
| go forth 10 yearnng after parents love.
And in these moments he ayed that his
father might live to bless him. But be sui
tered not. His wife read all his thOug hts
and she mnistered to all his needs and
when she saw that the old recollections were
upon him, she wound her arms about his
neck, and whispered to him OF the bright
promises OF the future.
Five years had passed--fve years OF up,
/ bill toi--and yet how rich in result, now
freighted with reward, that toll had been.
1t had been most truly up hM-and far,
far up the hill had he worked his way.
On the 18th of March IS, the large
court room was packed in every part; and
all over the country, where the newspapers
were read, were anxious people, waiting to
! learn the result OF the days trial. 1t was
an act OF giant monopoly against the rights
/ of the people, and Mark Wilton was for
! the defence. Daring the thee days the
trial Iasted~-ard during those three days
Wilton Iaisiy outdid his own hopes aud ex-
/ Citations. lie knew that his father vas in
the court room. and that hi9 fathers friends
were there. He knew thai thousands were
watching bin, and that great interests
hung upon him. And, furthermore, he
knew that 10 his home was one whose pray
ers were going up continually Tor him
There was one thing m0re-he tet that
this was a rcun3 far up the ladder, and he
resolved 10 reach It. And so be went at
the work. loo it ne threw his whole soul;
ana SO l0D.y did ne battle SO aoly did ne
reflect the rights of MS clients so power.
tally did nc appeal On behalf of right and
Justice and SO keeniy and clearly did he
open ~ the merits OF his own case, and ex.
pose the numerous wrongs OF the opposi-
ton, that he carried all the disinterested
hearts with him. He gained his case
gained il against the power OF money and
numbers gained it By such powers Of his
own rs few among bis peers could have put
forth
As MAX wilton turned 10 leave the
court room, after he had received the con
ordinations Of the bench and bar, he saw
his father away in one corner, and he saw
that he YVES weeping. For az iDataDt--hut
for ali instant ouly-there Vas IL his soul q
spirit OF eXuitatiOn over his weeping parent ;
but better feeling quickly came, and, in
the flush of that proud hour, he felt that it
would be a browning JOY to have tnal Old
mans hand laid with 3 blessing upon his
head.
That evening, az Mark Wilton sat with
his wife, his clients, who had come to con-
graduate him, having taken their leave, and
his children having been put to bed, the
door bell was rung, ard presently Mr.,
Sampson was ushered into the parior.--
Mark had not seen the old man to converse
with him for long time. He knew that
Mr.. Sampson had been frequent caller at
the house, and that be had spent much time
with the children but be himself had been
so busy that he had 70 opportunity to share
his company. Now, however. he was glad
to see him. and his welcome was warm and
free.
OF course the conversation turned upon
the events Uf the great trial and once
more Clara heard how toe people were
praising her husband.
My son. said the old man, you are at
the top of the ladder but your work is
not done. Your ab,r of climbing may be
honor and tame before you. Up its s!o'
plug side is one path that will surely carry
its follower to the summit. 1t is the path
OF usefulness. | would rot touch you with
advice, hut speak from the fullness of my
heart.
Il understand you, my good sir replied
Mark, "aud your hint pleaseS me. 1t
pleases me most because it is the reflection
Of my own feelings, and the sum OF my
own reflections. | may have reached a
proud station, but have only Just begun
TO taste the sweets o! succtssfui labor.
There are rich rewards in the future, aud
am resolved to gain them if live
Mr.. Sampson was deeply affected; but
be subdued his emotion, and then spoke to
the young man of his father.
saw your father this evening, Mark f.;
and he proud and happy"
Proud and happy repeated the law
yer, in low, medi,atve tone.
90 es indeed be is"
Mark Wilton rested his brow upon his
hand and thought. They were cot new
thoughts that came to him then-nO, they
were thoughts that often occupied his mind
Thoughts given him by his wife in their
seasons OF calm, hopefl! communion.