Amid it all, two figures at any time stand to typify that working day to coming ages,--the 1, a gray-haired gentleman, whose fathers experienced stop on their own like adult men, whose sons lay in nameless graves who bowed to the evil of slavery for the reason that its abolition threatened untold unwell to all who stood at previous, in the evening of daily life, a blighted, ruined type, with loathe in his eyes--and the other, a kind hovering dim.