Chronicles and characters of the stock exchangeFrancis, John, of the Bank of England
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Chronicles and characters of the stock exchange
Francis, John, of the Bank of England
Speculation; Stock Exchange (London, England)
There still remained one class for whom life assurances were
unavailing. The anxiety for profits of the companies, the
determination to divide good dividends, the extreme desire to take
none but unexceptionable lives, produced an evil, at first view,
irremediable. The stringent regulations, the declarations required,
the personal examination, and the private inquiry, produced an
unhappy effect. Average lives were declined, and for him whose health
was not perfect, there was no chance. The healthy, but nervous man,
whose pulse, when examined, beat like a steam-engine, was very often
refused; and stories of rejected applicants, which speak volumes,
are prevalent. One gentleman was declined because he was deaf, as
he ran more risk of being run over. Another was refused because he
had been three times bankrupt, and his system might have suffered.
A third was too full of health, and might die of apoplexy. A fourth
was deficient, and might die of decline. The old companies were
absolutely determined to take no life but what was unexceptionable.
The consequence was, that men in rude, robust health, if blind in
one eye, or deaf with one ear, were often rejected; and there are
innumerable instances of the refused party living to a good old
age; while cases are not wanting, in which, after outliving doctor,
actuary, and half the board of directors, the very man who, thirty
years before, was refused at any price, was gladly taken by the same
company at the ordinary premium.
The possessor of sound health, who has provided for his family,
cannot comprehend the misery occasioned to the invalid by the
conviction that his application will be rejected; and in a country
where men labor long in an impure atmosphere, there are too many
whose lives are early damaged. To these, every allusion to life
assurance was an agony; and it is difficult to enter thoroughly into
the distress of him who knew he would die penniless, when a sudden
sickness possessed him. Unnerved both mentally and physically, he
saw his last hour approach. Loathing the trifling luxuries which
sustained him, because they would impoverish his family; dreading the
footsteps of the physician, as he thought of his fee; the love of his
wife was no comfort, the voices of his children no pleasure; for he
knew that his death would leave them to public or private charity.
Such was the position of the individual rejected by a life office.
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