Better days; or, A Millionaire of To-morrowFitch, Thomas
Philosophy
Better days; or, A Millionaire of To-morrow
Fitch, Thomas
Utopias -- Fiction; West (U.S.) -- Fiction
This demand was made under the direction of Morning, who did not appear
in public, but, from his private office on Broadway, sent orders to a
dozen different brokers whose services had not been engaged by the
Gray-Claybank-Wolf syndicate. After the first break, Morning was the
purchaser of nine-tenths of the stock sold, and after each purchase the
money paid for the stock, with the margin added, was locked up in the
vaults of one of his brokers, or in banks not under the control of the
conspirators. In this way the syndicate had been compelled to add
$60,000,000 to the $140,000,000 they had received from the sale of their
own stock.
On the morning of the second Monday of November, 1895, the “Gold King”
was the owner, by purchase, of stocks which had cost him $400,000,000,
but which were worth, at the prices which prevailed before the raid,
$600,000,000.
These stocks had been loaned to the conspirators by Morning, repurchased
by him, loaned and repurchased again, until he now held in his control
two hundred millions of money, put up by the syndicate as margin, or
security, for the delivery to him of stocks which needed only to be
restored to their former value to cause the conspirators to lose
$200,000,000, and Morning to gain that sum. If, however, prices could be
kept at panic figures until the conspirators could turn buyers, and
cover their shorts, they would gain $200,000,000, which would be filched
from whomsoever had been compelled to sell.
There were $400,000,000 at stake on the game. The bear syndicate thought
they were playing with loaded dice, and so they were, but the load was
against them, instead of being in their favor.
On Sunday night a private conference was held at Mr. Claybank’s
residence, on Fifth Avenue.
“To-morrow,” said Gray, “let us stop selling and begin buying, and cover
as rapidly as possible. There are some features of the situation which
fill me with uneasiness.”
“Ont so I thinks, Misder Gray,” said Wolf. “I don’t gomprehent where the
money comes from on Fritay and Saturtay with which our sales were met.
As I figure it, we hat every tollar locked up on Thurstay that was
anywhere available, but so much as a huntret, or, maby, a huntret and
fifty millions of new money came into the street on yesterday and
Fritay.”
“It probably came from Chicago,” said Claybank.
“No,” replied Wolf. “Chicago sent only fifty millions, ont it vas all
here by Wednesday. It buzzles me, ont I ton’t like it, ont I believe it
is full time to commence closing the deal.”
It was, accordingly, agreed to close it, and on Monday morning these
three worthies appeared in their seats in the Stock Exchange, for they
were all members of that body, although they seldom or never
participated in its proceedings, preferring to transact their business
through other brokers.
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