Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1903-03-09

terically, and examining the papers into
bundle, he strobe up Park Row to the
bridge and across the footpath OF his
Brooklyn home, absent mindedly bid
ding Roberts and sleepy Dan good
night. He walked on air, builded air
castles, dreamed day dreams, mechan-
ically let himself into his home, dis
robed and went to bed. Sleep came not,
and he counted backwards and for
wards till slumber overcame him, and
then he dreamed of beats and phono-
graphs.
While Watson dreamed, Wall street
had commissions and railroad securities
became hysterical The market went
wild. The Globe story was SO circum-
stantial, so absolute, so detailed, that
none could doubt it, 1t was accepted as
official. No denials could stave off it's
widespread effect The stock Of the
United States Railway jumped with
kangaroo leaps when the Stock Ex-
change opened. So did the shares of
the roads absorbed. But ruin overlook
the men who controlled competing lines
in the territory affected. Nothing could
stop the slump in values. Their Sc
curities sank as the stocks of the other
roads SCARED. Fortunes were made and
lost that day and for days after. The
railroad map was unmade and made
again; Watson's beat caused a revolu-
ton in Wall street and an earthquake
in the Office of the United States Rail- s
way Corporation.
President Matthews was aghast wher
he saw the Globes story. Breakfast was
a superiority that morning. He rushed
to the home of one of the most power
full directors. He, too, had the Globes
story and was silent and mottled with
anger. Together they went down town
and, as they neared Rector street, Pres
ident Matthews ire was almost be-
You'd control. Everywhere they looked,
the story of their plans stared at them
from the pages of the Globe. All their
secrets now belonged to the public.
What they had planned to do gradually i
was now all done at once, and they
knew what to expect in the seething
mart of stocks that day. Every di-
rector in town was at the office Of the
United States Railway system a hall
hour before the opening of the mar
ket. All were unanimous that there
must be rigid investigation. The
leak must be found at any cost, they
agreed and they delegated President
Matthews to conduct the investiga.
ton.
Hobson was sent fer and his great
chief demanded if he, Hobson, his
trusted clerk, could suggest a way to
find how the Globe got the official re-
port of the plans of the company. Mr..
Matthews confidential man was not
used to jests from his superior. He
looked at him sharply for some explain
alton of the quixotic question, and then,
seeing that the president was in deadly
earnest. said, in frightened voice:
Why, you ordered it, Mr. Matthews.
You told me to take care of it person
ally, as it was confidential"
Me. Me? Me order that report de-
livered to the Globe?' Matthews
screamed till the clerks in the outer
most office could hear. He rose and
walking to Hobson added,-"Why, Hob
son, this thing has crazed you. I re-
fused that report personally to Mr..
Watson once yesterday
Il know that, SIR answered the now
thoroughly frightened Hobson.
How in thunder did you know? /
never told you.
Beg pardon, Mr.. Mathews, but you
cid in the letter.
What do you mean, Hobson? What
letter? Why don't you explain?''
why. it's right here, Mr. Matthews,
in the phonograph. You can't doubt
your own voice. I'll start it, and you
listen and so will L."
Hobson started the photograph. The
cylinder revolving repeated the dicta-
ton for a letter to confidential agent,
another to a government official of high
rank. and another to foreign agency.
all of which Mr.. Mathews acknowledged
with silent but impressive nod of the
head.
Its the next one, said Hobson.
and then the photograph began to re-
peat the words told to it the day before
by Tom Watson. President Matthews
could not conceal his surprise. II YVES
his voice; his very information. He was
thinking hard, and listening. He lis
tened on to the end and to the instruc-
lions of Hobson about delivering the
note to Watson personally. Then he
stopped the instrument and said quiz
city: Very we'll, Hobson, / had forgot
ten. Then turning to his desk, he tore
into bits and threw into the waste bas-
llet letter awaiting his signature
which read as follows:
Thomas Watson, Esq, Daily Globe,
City.
MY Dear Mr.. Watson: I nave con-
Guided to offer you the post or conr1-
Dental secretary in my Office at a sal
ary of $1,000 a year. If you are free
to accept it, kindly let me know at once
when you can begin.
Very truly yours"
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