City and town life -- Fiction; Country life -- Fiction
Then the E. & W. management lost its ordinary temper and accused the
bears of malignant falsehood. There was nothing unusual in this, in a
locality where no one is ever suspected of telling the truth while he
can make anything by lying. When, however, E. & W. issued invitations to
large operators, particularly in the company’s stock, for a special
excursion over the road, with opportunities for thorough investigation,
the bears growled sullenly and began to look for a living elsewhere.
The excursion-start was a grand success in the eyes of Mr. Marge, who
made with it his first trip in the capacity of an investigating
investor. There were men on the train to whom Marge had in other days
scarcely dared to lift his eyes in Wall Street, yet now they treated him
as an equal, not only socially but financially. He saw his own name in
newspapers of cities through which the party passed; his name had
appeared in print before, but only among lists of guests at parties, or
as usher or a bridegroom’s best man at a wedding,--not as a financier.
It was gratifying, too, to have presented to him some presidents of
Western banks who joined the party, and be named to these financiers as
one of the most prominent investors in E. & W.
He saw more, too, of his own country than ever before; his eyes and wits
were quick enough to make him enter heartily into the spirit of a new
enterprise or two which some of the E. & W. directors with the party
were projecting. It might retard a little his accumulation of E. & W.
stock, but the difference would be in his favor in the end. To “get in
on the ground-floor” of some great enterprise had been his darling idea
for years; he had hoped for it as unwearyingly as for a rich wife; now
at last his desire was to be granted: the rich wife would be easy enough
to find after he himself became rich. Unaccustomed though he was to
slumbering with a jolting bed under him, his dreams in the sleeping-car
were rosier than any he had known since the hair began to grow thin on
the top of his head.
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