The stock and bondholders have had a meeting and are going to ask
the court to appoint a Receiver, and when he gets through with us
we'll cut as much ice in the affairs of the Company as two
office-boys, with no cause for complaint if we keep out of jail.
There's been a high-priced engineer doing detective work on the
project for days and his report wouldn't be apt to swell your head.
The bondholders know more about the Symes Irrigation Company and
conditions under the project than I ever did.
They know that your none too perfect water-right won't furnish water
for a third of the land under the ditch. They know that if you had
every water-right on the river that there's some ten thousand acres
of high land that couldn't be reached with a fire-hose. They know
that there's another thousand or so where the soil isn't deep enough
to grow radishes, let alone sugar-beets. They know, too, that
instead of the $250,000 of your estimate to complete the ditch it
will require nearly half a million, and they're on to the fact that
in order to get this estimate you cut your own engineer's figures in
two, and then some, upon the cost of making cuts and handling loose
rock.
Rough work, Symes, raw even for a green hand. You've left a trail of
blood a yard wide behind you.
Furthermore, the report contained the information that the wide
business experience which you lost no occasion to mention consisted
chiefly of standing off your creditors in various sections of the
country.
I trust that I have made it quite plain to you that we're down
and out. I have about as much weight in financial circles as a
second-story man, and am regarded in much the same light, while you
are as important as a cipher without the rim.
And the man behind all this, the largest bond-holder, the fellow
that has pulled the strings, is not the Fly-Trap King, or even J.
Collins Prescott, but the man he works for, Ogden Van Lennop, whose
present address happens to be Crowheart.
What's the answer? Why has a man like Van Lennop who is there on the
ground and has long been familiar with conditions, why has he become
the largest investor? Why should he tie up money in a project which
the engineer reports will never pay more than a minimum rate of
interest upon the investment even when the Company is re-organized
and the ditch pushed to completion under economical and capable
management? Why has he come in the Company for the one purpose of
wrecking it? Why has he stuck the knife between your short ribs and
mine--and turned it? What's the answer, Symes, you must know?
We might as well buck the Bank of England as the Van Lennops, or
match our wits against the Secret Service. They've got us roped and
tied and I'd advise you not to squeal.
Truly yours,
S. B. MUDGE
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