New Ulm weekly review., 1886-12-08

MS greaC SCrOkeS OF nnance, ana LnaC
soon resumed possession of him to the
exclusion of every thing else.
The next day, while the elder Duke
was at the factory, Frank was at the
house, note having been brought
him. Milly met him, beaming.
Frank" she cried, "do you want
$1OO,OOO?"
"Do /, Milly? Don't l, the worst
kind" And he told her what her
father had said.
''He said the same. to me, Frank.
Can you realize on that mortgage of
yours?"
"No, can't, because 1 have. It
was all paid up last week, and I'm
looking around for new investment
in one lump if I can"
A long conversation ensued, and
Milly gave her views with great energy
and decision.
"Has any one given you any infor-
nation that makes you SO conf
dent?"
II promised not to tell"
"May be old Van Stopel-'
"Ask memo more questions"
''Um! it is a great risk, after all.
Suppose it were to keep going DOWN."
'Tve written on this paper what
you are to do then. In fact, here are
your whole directions.
"But how do you know-how did
you learn?"
"Ask me no more questions"
"Well but"
"Don't but me, Frank. We're not
married, and Pm your master now.
Take two hundred and fifty from me,
and put it in the pool"
The Barfeld, st. Barnaby and
Waukeeshaw was one of those rail-
roads begun when everything was at a
paper value, that ran from Bar6eld,
which was next to nowhere, to Wau-
keeshaw, which was about the same
kind OF a place, with a branch
to st. Barnaby, an-out-of-the-
way spot. 1t was a hundred
miles long, with it's branch. Other
railways fought it, and refused con-
nection; it was heavily mortgaged; it's
expenses little overbalanced it's re.
ceipts at times, and it stood at 9,
nominal at that, for two years. No
body wanted it, in fact, at any price.
That it would ever rise seemed improb-
able, if not impossible, and two days
after Moore had secured q contract at
| five per cent. and bought at 9, buyer
ten days, the stock figured 8. Some
one had found out the purchase and
was bearing He had to fill up, and
he grew frightened. He couldn't sleep
we'll. Mlliy, whose little balance Of
| fifty was drawn on, as she insisted it
should be, was sanguine. She did not
believe in Van Stopel as lover, but
she had great confidence in him as an
operator in stocks.
It leaked out that .lll of the leading
brokers had contracts on hand to de-
liver large amounts of stock, and the
bears went to work. But suddenly it
was known that all the shares, bar
ring hundred or so. were locked up.
Then came startling rumor, as the
stock went up twenty, thirty, forty,
anything you please, that Van Stopel
was behind the scenes pulling the
strings.
Wall street raved. It was acorner.
Now, a corner is a two-edged sword,
and keen as razor, and unless man
aged dexterously it cuts both ways A
gang of brokers in the face of ruin
are like bucks at bay. They are dan
gerous. But Van Stopel was master
of his art. He did not desire to ruin
anybody, if the result was to destroy
the profits. With noble magnanimi-
ty not properly appreciated by this
evil generation he compromised at so.
His gains only amounted to a few mill
ions. The street breathed easier.
Moore, who did the same thing had
to. in fact, for when the lion roars the
cat cries-breathed very tast with as
tonishment.
The day after all was over Peter
Duke came into the counting-room
and examined the letters of the morn
ing. Suddenly he tapped his bell and
sent for Moore, but the manager had
| gone to Wall street.
"What takes him there? Send him
in when he comes" and at the word,
Moore entered. ooh, you're here, are
you? have letter here from Jen-
| kins. How did that last invoice OF
fat turn out?'
Lovely, sir; lovely. Everything is
lovely, and the goose
What is the matter with you,
Moore? you seem excited?"
DO l? So am.'
The old soap boiler turned his chair
around and gazed on the young man,
who went on with his talk.
Didn't you say, sir, that I could
have Miss Millicent whenever / was
able to settle 100000 on herr"
"Of course / did, but stop nonsense
and 60 to business"
''What dc you want?"