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And still E. & W. went up. The discovery of valuable mineral deposits on
the line of one of its branches sent the stock flying up several points
in a single day, and soon afterward a diversion of some large
grain-shipments from a parallel line helped it still further. That the
grain was carried at a loss did not trouble any one,--probably because
only the directors knew it, and it was not their business to make such
facts public. And with each rise of the stock Marge sold out, so as to
have a larger margin with which to operate.
At the first of the year E. & W. declared a dividend so large, for a
security that had been far below par, that even prudent investors began
to crowd to the street and buy the stock to put into their safes. The
effect of this was to send shares up so rapidly and steadily that Marge
had difficulty in re-purchasing at the price at which he sold; but he
did so well that more than six thousand shares now stood in his name on
the books of his broker. Six thousand shares represented about half a
million dollars, at the price which E. & W. commanded. Marge admitted to
himself that it did not mean so much to him, for he had not a single
certificate in his pocket or anywhere else. But what were stock
certificates to a man who operated on a margin? They were good enough
for widows and orphans and other people incapable or unwilling to watch
the market and who were satisfied to draw annually whatever dividends
might chance to be declared. To Marge the stock as it appeared on his
broker’s books signified that he had cleared nearly fifty thousand
dollars on it within two months; and all this money was reinvested--on
margin--in the same stock, with the probability of doubling itself every
month until E. & W. should go quite a way beyond par. Were it to creep
up only five per cent, a month--it had been doing more than twice as
well--he could figure up a cool million of gain before the summer
dulness should strike the market. Then he would sell out, run over to
Europe, and take a rest: he felt that he would have earned it by that
time.
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