GODFREY.
Who is he?--There is one would glad my heart.
When college scenes arise, yourself and Bolton--

MARGRAVE.
'Tis he I mean.

GODFREY.
What, Bolton? Harry Bolton?
I heard some fellow-travelers in the cars
Talking of one Judge Bolton, as the man
Who filled his orb of duty like the sun--
Shining on all, and drawing all t' obey.
Surely this cannot be our Harry Bolton--
The frank, warm-hearted, but most wayward youth.
Whose mind was like a comet--now all light.
Anon, away where reason could not follow.
He surely has not reached this grave estate
Of Judge!

MARGRAVE.
The same, the same--our Harry Bolton.
And better still, a man whom all men honor.

GODFREY.
I must see him. Let us go at once. I feel
A joy like that of Joseph's when he found
That his young brother Benjamin had come.
Though now the order is reversed, for here
The youngest claims the honors.

MARGRAVE.
No, not so.
Your order should be first in estimation,
And always is, where men are trained for heaven
And mine would be the second, were we wise,
And followed Nature as you follow God.
And Law is the third station on the mount,
When men are placed as lights above life's path
And Bolton is, in truth, a light and guide.

GODFREY.
Where shall I find him?

MARGRAVE.
In his place, to-day,
The seat of Justice. We'll go--it is not far
The cause is one of special interest:
I'll give its history as we pass along.
Wilt go?

GODFREY.
Ay, surely, surely. I am ready now.
It is the very place and time to see him.
[_Exeunt._

* * * *

SCENE II.--_A street. Crowds of people hurrying on._

_Enter PROFESSOR OLNEY and FREDERICK
BELCOUR._

OLNEY.
You say the sentence will be passed to-day?

BELCOUR.
Most certainly; and crowds will press to hear it
Judge Bolton has a world-wide reputation,
And 'tis a cause to rouse his eloquence.

OLNEY.
I wish I could be there.

BELCOUR.