The Arizona sentinel. [volume] (Arizona City [Yuma], Yuma County, A.T. [Ariz.]) 1872-1911, 1885-10-10

GRABBED MN DF the arm 10 draw MN
into & whirlpool of ruin, and the
1 passCrs-by merely glanced to take il
the outline Of strange figure in tn,
city throrg The CustOm-hOuse hD
thought was Jail, and the sub Treas
ury he supposed was a Courthouse
He peered around every corner to see
the ''den of thieves" and he glanced
uneasily into the Easements tor sharks,
| while he seemed to scan the second
story windows for vampires. ''Whert
are they?" he asked, after few min.
utes' silence
"Who?"
''Why. the bulls and the bears!''
They are scatteredin these offices. "
Where's the fighting ring? Ain't
they fenced in somewhere"
They stepped into the narrow en-
trance to the Stock Exchange on the
Wall street side. A wild whoop was
echoing through the halls, and there
was q roar ike great fall of water.
Telegraph boys and brokers were dart
ing back and forth. The cattle king
was excited as he mounted the stairs to
the visitors gallery.
Somebody must be getting hurt, the
way they yell" he sad.
As he reached the gallery he rushed
to the rail, and devoured the scene
with his sharp little eyes, and strained
his ears to catch some ineligible
sound from the noisy crowd below. He
grew excited at the stir in the Lacka-
wanna crowd, and seemed to expect
bloodshed there. He read all the signs
aloud, and had an idea that the me-
chanical bulletin board, where the
numbers were tapped up, had some
thing to dowith the number of failures.
The scene filled him with intense inter-
est, even to the paper bits which COW
cred the floor like theater snow. He
watched the messengers as the gallery
gods watch the supes at a show. His
innocent interest was entertaining
Where's Vanderbilt2'
''Oh, he never comes here.
Where's Jay Gould2'
He does not come here; he's lot a
member"
"WhY, I thought I'd see both Of 'em
here. What does it cost to get in
thar?''
"About s25, ,OOo."
"Lordy! That's big lot of money.
Some O. those fellows look awfully
tuckered. Where are the bulls and
bears?"
Some of these are bulls and some of
them bears. You can't tell 'em
apart"
"A bulls the fellow wat wants things
to 60 up, amt he? And bears the
t'other one-that's about the trick. eh?
burned ef | can make out what they're
all yeIlin' about. They don't seem to
have any money about. l suppose that
old fellow up thar is the cashier"
mo; he's the Chairman"
Hes got soft Job, aint he? Whar's
the reporters, the fellows as writes this
for the papers?"
They are not allowed on the floor"
81 suppose they are hevin' good
tine with Jay Gould. amt they? Reck-
on he's fixin' up somethin' for us folks
to read to-morry, so we'll buy some of
his truck. Well, they don't ketch me-
If L know'd 1 could make all my ex-
penses afore night l wouldn't 90 in,
kase if did l might be tempted to give
up cows, and cows is my best friend. l
guess Eve seed enuff, less you think
tharl be a panic-that's when the
bears jump on the bulls, amt it?''
I'VE won't see any panic to-day, but
/ want to take you to see a broker, a
friend of mine, who is a strong bull
and growing man"
They started down the stairway. The
cattle king was uneasy.
You amt going to try TO get me
into this game. are you?" he asked, |
with some excitement His friend as
sured him that it was going TO do no
harm for him to know leading finan-
cier. The cattleman didn't seem a bit
anxious. He followed meek!y along
until they reached an Office full of close
partitions and little rooms. "Ain't they
kinder secret bout it?a said the cattle
man. He got a peep into the custom
ers' room, where a half dozen men, be-
traying various moods, but all restless,
and apparently afraid of getting over
three feet from the tape, were regulat-
ing the fate of certain stocks, in an
oracular way. "'Them's some of the
lambs, amt they?" said the cattle
king. well, some of 'em look as
though they had been sheared in cold
weather"
1t must be admitted that the cattle
king didn't present an attractive fig
ure, and when the bustling broker was |
caught on the fly, and introduced. he
gave the Texan nod and said: Morn
ing" The friend said that cattle
king wasn't often in Wall street. The
broker, showing interest. said: Good
And thought" continued the mu-
tual friend, "that one millionaire should
meet another"
"Ah, take seat" said the broker.
81 want to have talk with you" The |
cattle king had maintained a silence,
and as he took a chair he Topped one
foot under him and began to swing the
other. ''WelL sir. are you bull on
the list?" asked the broker.
'.Oh, 1 amt nothin' but COW
driver" said the Texan. THE best
bulls know are down at the head of |
the Concbo, with my cows" p"
.'Well. we are having great mar
ket." said the broker. The man that
will buy his stocks now and put them
away is surer than death to make big
Same way with cows" said the
cattle king. Only COWS don't get tat |