Richmond dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1884-1903, 1888-10-04
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"You had something m your columns
about hutchs trades on the board, n
Ccntury-Ciub msn snid "a me to-day,
" and you we're wondering how bis men
ever kept them straight As matter Of
fact the old man knows every trade tnat
IS made. he keeps them IN his head,
and can tell 10 d bushel Just how much
he has dealt in during the day. lie sits
there in hls armchair With bores talking
quit into his ears or pumping HIM for
pointers, reporters Intervening HIM,
and his brokers yelling their trades at
him. Between his answers 20 outsiders
Questions he delivers his orders to his
brokers aud watches the quotation clocks.
The other day he was surrounded by the
usual kuOt Of gapors and answering ms
mems questions and the banter Of the
gang at the same time, when one OF ms
clerks rushed up stairs and thrust ball q
dozen letters at him.
"' Here your mail, MIR. Hutchinson,
mo said. The old man grabbed the
handful Of letters and tore the pack IN
halves, scattering the fragments under
his char.
.''Now.' he yelled, don't bring me
any more u those letters. I've no time
to read EN-. I'm kept busy watching
these three clocks.
Yes, sir ne Keeps al his business
right in Als head. ami when at the end Of
days hard work some clerk OF broker
makes % mistake OF D, 900 bushels the old
man detects II ma minute aud jumps on
him m way that he doesn't soon iorgoL
ono cay in the club some one tackled
the old man ou this very point and mt
mated doubt rs 10 whether tho old
sueculator knew v here no stood on tho
dav trading. Hutch drew has settling
hooks from his pocket, and, throwing
them Ut the doubter, said
"'Open those books and keep tab on
what / say. II MAKE the mistake Of a
hushcl either way rl give you my profits
for the day and he began recl,lng oh
the tradmgs of his brokers from what he
remembered of his own orders 10 them.
lie didn't make single slip.
One day be Was on the floor when a
new telegraph boy appeared with a mes
sage tor him Not knowing the old man
the boy stood right by the side Of
Hutton calling: ID. p. Hutchinson
"'Got message for Cd Hutch
said the veteran dealer, grimly.
10y guess SO. said the boy.
Well, the old fool isn't here. He
can't read, anyway. lake 1t over there
10 Frank Magin.
Talking about kilograms, II IS a ain
rplar fact that there is vast difference
between Hutch and his feliow-gam6lers
IN that particular The telegraph bills
of some houses must be enormous. but
YOU seldom see Hutchinson get dis
patch. All the little Jim Crow dealers
are continually running about with dis
patches from Farmer LOnesomeclothes
IN Squash Hollow, or Manitoba, or Nova
Scotia, telling them that the chlnch- bugs
have ruined the crops. These kilograms
they pretend 70 attach the greatest slgnia-
canoe 20. and they show tnem with PRIDE
10 their friends and the press hutchs
brokers never appear 30 receive any
pointers from anywhere. couple OF
tunes day the old man goes over 10 the
backboar s and looks at the receipts
and shipments and the amount OF stock
1T the PRIMARY points, and that Is all
but he seems 10 be selling aud buying
triGe more grain than some OF these
young fellows who get such tips on tue
condition Of crops.