Antitrust law -- United States -- Fiction; Capitalists and financiers -- Fiction; Railroad stories
What he proposed was that fifty million dollars be raised at once
and spent for new engines, cars, rails and road improvements.
Mordecai alone was prepared for this. All the others were daft with
astonishment. A railroad only a few days out of bankruptcy to find and
spend that sum for improvements! It was preposterous. Not only was the
whole board against him, save Mordecai; it was hostile and struck with
foreboding. As Galt rose to make his argument I remembered what he had
twice said: “I shall be one of ten men in a Board Room. Everything else
follows from that.”
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This was the first true exhibition of his power to move men’s minds,--a
power which nobody understood, which he did not himself understand.
Perhaps it was not their minds he moved. Men of strong will often
turned from their convictions and voted with him or for what he wanted
who afterward, having recovered their own opinions, were unable to say
why they had acted that way. He was not eloquent. When he was excited
his voice became shrill and irritating. He had no felicity of speech
and often lost the grammar of tenses, cases and pronouns. The reasoning
was always clear. He moulded an argument in the form of a wedge and
then hit it a sledge-hammer blow. But it was not the argument alone
that did it. As time went on he more and more dispensed with argument
and brought the result to pass directly, as a hypnotist with a well
trained subject induces the trance without preparation, seemingly by
an act of mere intention. It was a power that increased with use until
it was like an elemental force and acted at a distance, so that he
had only to send an agent with word that this or that should be done,
and men did it helplessly. You may say of course that all such later
phenomena were owing to a habit of submission, men having accepted the
tyranny of his will, only that would not account for the rise of his
power from nothing, would it?
In this first case he had back of him no prestige of success. He
was still unknown and distrusted by a majority of the ten directors
who sat at the board table. And they were not men accustomed to be
led. They were themselves leaders. In all Wall Street it would have
been impossible to find a more powerful, self-confident group, cold,
calculating, unsentimental in business, their faces all cruelly scarred
with the marks of success terrifically achieved. Yet as he talked their
chemistries changed. The first visible reaction was one of bothered
surprise. This was followed by efforts of resistance. The last phase
was one of fascination.
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