Capitalists and financiers -- Fiction; Psychological fiction
During all these days young Cowperwood was following these financial
complications with interest. He was not disturbed by the cause of
slavery, or the talk of secession, or the general progress or decline
of the country, except in so far as it affected his immediate
interests. He longed to become a stable financier; but, now that he saw
the inside of the brokerage business, he was not so sure that he wanted
to stay in it. Gambling in stocks, according to conditions produced by
this panic, seemed very hazardous. A number of brokers failed. He saw
them rush in to Tighe with anguished faces and ask that certain trades
be canceled. Their very homes were in danger, they said. They would be
wiped out, their wives and children put out on the street.
This panic, incidentally, only made Frank more certain as to what he
really wanted to do—now that he had this free money, he would go into
business for himself. Even Tighe’s offer of a minor partnership failed
to tempt him.
“I think you have a nice business,” he explained, in refusing, “but I
want to get in the note-brokerage business for myself. I don’t trust
this stock game. I’d rather have a little business of my own than all
the floor work in this world.”
“But you’re pretty young, Frank,” argued his employer. “You have lots
of time to work for yourself.” In the end he parted friends with both
Tighe and Rivers. “That’s a smart young fellow,” observed Tighe,
ruefully.
“He’ll make his mark,” rejoined Rivers. “He’s the shrewdest boy of his
age I ever saw.”
Chapter VIII
Cowperwood’s world at this time was of roseate hue. He was in love and
had money of his own to start his new business venture. He could take
his street-car stocks, which were steadily increasing in value, and
raise seventy per cent. of their market value. He could put a mortgage
on his lots and get money there, if necessary. He had established
financial relations with the Girard National Bank—President Davison
there having taken a fancy to him—and he proposed to borrow from that
institution some day. All he wanted was suitable investments—things in
which he could realize surely, quickly. He saw fine prospective profits
in the street-car lines, which were rapidly developing into local
ramifications.
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