Antitrust law -- United States -- Fiction; Capitalists and financiers -- Fiction; Railroad stories
“I justify it this way,” he said. “I know all about the securities of
the Great Midwestern. I don’t know of anything better for the Security
Life to put its money into. If you can tell me of anything better I
will advise the finance committee at its next meeting to sell all of
its Great Midwestern stuff and buy that, whatever it is. I’ll do more.
If you can tell me of anything better I will sell all of my own Great
Midwestern stocks and bonds and buy that instead. I have my own money
in Great Midwestern. There’s another Galt you left out. As head of
a great railway system I am a seller of securities to investors all
over the world. That is how we find the capital to build our things.
But as an individual I am a buyer of those same securities. I sell to
everybody with one hand and buy for myself all that I can with the
other hand. Do you see the point? I buy them because I know what they
are worth. I recommend them to the Security Life because I know what
they are worth. That is how I justify it, sir.”
Enough of that. Goldfuss had meant to go from the Security Life to each
of the other financial institutions controlled by Galt, meaning to show
how he had been unloading Galt securities upon them. But what was the
use? What could he do with an answer like that? He passed instead to
the Orient & Pacific matter. Galt admitted that he had used the power
of majority stockholder to make the property subservient to the Great
Midwestern because that was the efficient thing to do.
“And that, you think, is a fair way to treat minority stockholders?”
Goldfuss asked.
“We were willing at any time to buy them out at the market price,” said
Galt. “However, that’s now an academic matter. The Great Midwestern has
acquired all that minority interest in Orient & Pacific.”
This was news. There was a stir at the reporters’ table. Several rose
and went out to telegraph Galt’s statement to Wall Street, where nobody
yet knew how Bullguard & Co. had made peace with him.
So they went from one thing to another. They came to that notorious
land transaction on account of which he had been sued.
“We needed that land for an important piece of railroad development,”
said Galt. “Some land traders got wind of our plans, formed a
syndicate, bought up all the ground around, and then tried to make
us buy it through the nose. We simply sat tight until they went
broke. Then we took it off their hands. There was more than the Great
Midwestern needed because they were hogs. The Great Midwestern took
what it wanted and I took the rest. The directors knew all about it.”
“And it was very profitable to you personally, this outcome?”
“Incidentally it was,” said Galt. “Somebody would get it. It fell into
my hands. What would you have done?”
“Strike that off the record,--‘What would you have done?’” said
Goldfuss. “Counsel is not being examined.”
After lunch he took a new line.
“Mr. Galt,” he asked, “what are you worth?”
“I don’t know,” said Galt.
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