He had been successful in business; his wife--the friend and companion of his youth, the brightest filament of the bright vision his fancy had woven--had been won, and the future glowed with brilliant promises.
He had been successful; but neither nor all of the things we have mentioned constituted his highest and truest success--not his business prosperity, not the bright promise of wealth in store for him, not his good name among men, not even the beautiful and loving wife who had cast her lot with his to the end of time.

These were successes, great and worthy, but not the highest success.
He had made himself a man,--this was his real success,--a true, a Christian man.

He had lived a noble life.

He had reared the lofty structure of his manhood upon a solid foundation--principle.

It is the rock which the winds of temptation and the rains of selfishness cannot move.
Robert Bright is happy because he is good.