Year: 1872



 deep pause, and then MT. Bishop replied, "No, no, Captain Richards, I cannot take him. do not blame the boy. It is not my horses fault that he is a horse; but being horse, I cannot admit him to my parlor. So it is not David Carl toms fault that he is child of disgrace {; but the shame being upon him, I cannot place him in position which would in of my family"

 "But," urged Richards, "This boy is good and true"

 But he cannot shake off the dust of the shame that is upon him." interrupted Bishop. "What is born with the flesh will be manifest in the man. Put him upon farm, Captain, Let him find a home among the lowly and the humble, and then his misfortune may not be flung in his face.'

 "As you would fling it!'' retorted the captain, in high dudgeon.

 As would fling it9'

 "Aye,-as you fling it even now! O! if the boy ever has 8 chance, pray God he may improve it, and stand your equal! It is in hlml" And with this the irate captain called for the boy, and left the merchants mansion.

 "You don't ask me if MT. Bishop will take you," said Captain Tom, after they had been upon the road time in silence.

 "There is no need," answered David. "I heard all that he said.'' "You heard?"

 "Yes,-every word. could not help it.-But don't say any more now. Let me think"

 That night David Carlton sat in his little attic chamber and thought. He sat upon his low bed a while, and then he paced to and fro; and could Mrs. Richards have seen him now, as he walk ed up and down the cage that confined 1 him, she would have seen what she had never seen before. The mildness of the woman had given place to the fierce inn petuosity of the man. The gentle charac- ter of the mother had been replaced by the stern and uncompromising possibili- ties of the father.

 was near midnight when he stood in the centre of the room, and smote his hand upon his breast.

 "If live," sad he" Captain Richard s prayer shall be answered! If my life is spared, I will not rest until I stand, &C., knowledged by the world as the equal at least, of Andrew Bishopl"

 Then he clasped his hands, and raised them toward heaven; and upon his. bend ed knees he added

 "God help me to win the victory in honor and in truth! !'

 On the following morning the boy called Capt. Richards apart, and asked that he might be permitted to go forth and seek his own fortune.

 eff do not find good home," said he where can do as l know you would wish me to do, I will come back to you, and work for you as you shall direct" The Captain saw the new man in that | boyish face, and he was resolved to trust | it.

 "Have you any money 2" he asked. "Yes,-I have enough" "Then go,-and may the blessing of God go with you!"

 David Carlton went forth on that spring morning of 1852, with the will to be a man. Under all was the same gentleness and goodness which had marked his early boyhood, but brought now to the surface was the quality of iron which had lain so long dormant. He had single aim of exalted manhood, and he would mount the ladder and climb if the strength were given him. Nothing should swerve him from his purpose-no lust of gain, no craving of appetite, and no seduction o1 pleasure. He had counted the cost; he had measured the distance; he had considered his resources; and he had computed the time All he asked not already within his control was life and opportunity; and for these he prayed.

 He would go far away from his New Eng land home, and he struck for the great West He found work upon the road-he never begged-and the autumn found him in g young and vigorous city of the new empire o Industry and Development. And he was stronger than he had been when he left the Poor Farm of Winford,- he was stronger ir body and his confidence in himself was stronger. Could such a youth fail, while truth and honor were his chosen henchmeni Such failure were next to impossible. David Carlton had no taste for mercantile pursuits. He sought first to occupy his minC and to that end he found his way into the office of a good lawyer andhere he worked hard-worked so hard and so we'll, that ht was called to the bar before he was twenty one. As his mind grew stronger and broader he developed an organizing quality, and very seon he assumed the lead in important matters of social and political economy. He sought to develop the resources of the country about him, and thus he became interested in i'm provements of all kinds His growing man hood strengthened as it grew; and while ir the management of grave affairs he could bt stern and uncompromising for honor anc right, in his social relations the old gentle ness and mildness, coming to the surface ir bright ripples and in sunny glowing, made him beolved by all who were admitted to hi confidence. And so the years passed on.

 Many of our readers remember the startling social event which transpired in a certain New England town during the month of Jul, 1870. We shall call the town Winford, as W, have called it heretofore And on that Jul, day came man to Winford who was received with honor and with public ovation. w could call 8 name which all the countr, would know-a name which has sounded with praise from the Atlantic to the Pacific the name of one whom thousands have de lighted to honor, and who is to-day the ido of the people among whom he lives, and fo whose good he labors but we will call hin DAVID CARLTON, as we called him before. And David Carlton came back, after tn lapse of the years, to visit the place of hi clouded birth. He came heralded by tn newspapers-came the representative of great and grateful people-came shining wit 5 fame and renown-came possessed of 8 ma 3 terial wealth equal to more than was repre- = sented upon the books of the Assessors of tn ! whole town of Winford. He came and met MT. Andrew Bishop but he did not fin b it in his heart to accept MT. Bishops eagerl Q extended hospitality. He found Capt Tor

 Richards now grown old, but hale and heart ;; still found him, not upon the Poor Earn

 but upon little farm of his own in the sam = old school district: and he spent two day # and two nights beneath the old mans humb l, roof.

 b It was grand season for Captain Ton D His joy was so big that he broke down in i t utterance. He could hardly believe his ow !, senses. Could it be possible that the Man . fame and the pauper Boy of the other da.