The Somerset press. [volume] (Somerset, Ohio) 1873-1977, 1875-11-26
The Financier.
From the New York sun

From the New York SUM-
He didn't look like man who had
been turning financial problems over
and over in his mi ind for ffty years; but
yet. yon can't always correctly judge a
man by his looks.
He walked up and down the depot
plat form for time. and then suddenly
rushing at an old man who was leaning
against the wall and half asleep he ex-
claimed:
"W hat about infiation?"
"Whyl ha, ah! thought you we're go
ing to strike mel" replied the old man
as he straightened mp.
"Shall We initiate the currency?" de-
manded the 6naneier in earnest tones.
lyon may for all carel" bluntly re-
piled the old man; ''all want is to get
nv baggage aboard the Montreal train
all right"
"Or, shall we contract the currency?"
asked the fnancier, backing up to the
stove.
al dou't care d--what you do with
it. so that | strike that trainp growled
the old man, as he leaned back against
fhe wall.
"This question of finance is one ofthe
greatest in the wcrld. confined the fin
ancier, land demand that you exhibit
an interest la it,"
"I'll be switched if will p growled
the old man, hiseye~ half shut.
This biz of green paper" continued
the 6naneier, taking dollar bill from
his vest pocket, sis supposed to repres-
ent one hundred cents. Answer me If il
doeS?"
"Oh. lemme alone!" growled the old
man, his head nodding and his eyee
shut.
IF owe you one dollar ] can pay
yon off with this bit of paper; but would
1 be paying you eighty, ninety, or one
hundred cents?"
"You- don't-owe-me-a nythiDgP'
sighed the old man, now almost dream
ing.
"Gold il money and greenbacks are
money" continued the stranger; bat il
you have gold you would not exchange
it for my greenbacks. And yet why
not?"
The old man was now asleep. and did
MT hear.
"And yet why not?" asked the 6nan-
cier once again.
The old mans eyes never opened.
'tAnd yet why not?"
The old man snored half snore.
"And yet why notl" exclaimed the
fnancier, giving the sleeping man gen.
tie kick on the shin.
"Whoa! dnmit TO thiinderi who did
that?" yelled the old man as be leaped
up. n. e
And yet why not2" coolly inquired
the financier.
why not what?"
''If we initiate the currency, that is. In
crease it, if we add millions Of paper
dollars to the millions already afOat,
what must be the efect?"
IN effect you If you kick me again.
roared the old man. now thorough.
aroused. -
"On the other hand, /" eoolly continued
the fnancier, "if We contract the curren-
cy, diminish the amount aAoat, what re-
suit will follow?'
"What do care? What are yon talk
ing finances to me for? ] believe you
are a pickpocket, and I'll knock yonr
head off il you don't clear outp
'.Something must be done, bnt what
shall we dor" continued the financier
in earnest torres. "The Government says
that this bit of paper is a dollar; yet il
is only 80. 80, or 90 cents when brought
in contact with a gold dollar IT ia be-
cause Off"
"Lsmme alone, sayl" sbonted the
old man. "What in Texas do / care
about your financial ialkP'
"The Government SAYS that this dollar
bill is one dollar" said the financier,
"and yet il refuses to give me a dollar in
gold for IL. Why7"
"That's whyl" calculated the old man
as he struck straight blow from the
shoulder.
I'VE must either contract or expand"
replied the fnancier, a. he took the old
man by the throat and hacked him
against the wall; I'VE must know that
our money ia worthless or worth one
hundred cents on the dollarp
"Iet go Of me! There-ha!-ughl"
And the old man kicked like mule
"And until that period arrives" re-
piled the fnancier, crowding the old
man into corner and jamming him
hard. "no capitalist will feel like with
drawing his money from the banks and
risking it in even legitimate specula-
ton" 8
"Helpl Poiicel" called the old man.
"Let Congress settle this question. !"
the 6nancier was saying, when an officer
collared him and walked him away. As
he passed out Of the depot he went on;
"Whether we are to have hard money
or imitation, and confidence will be at
once restored and"
But he had turned the corner.
"Hang my buttonsr' said the old
man, as he wiped his face; "what do /
know about confation or dislraction,
and whatll the old woman say when
she see me all pounded up this wayr