The White Pine news. [volume] (Ely, Nev.) 1906-1910, 1907-09-14

ed to re11 ME a lecture on the coarse
ness of my language. | have learned
to call this game of ours by its right
name. 1t is not business enterprise
with earned profits as results, but
pu;led-off tricks with bags of loot
blackjack swag-for their end.
Il got away with three hundred mil
lions when Steel slumped from 1O5 to
so and from so to 8, and no one knew
I'd made a dollar. You and the
Street read every morning last year
the guesses' as to who could be
rounding up hundreds Of millions on
the slump. The papers and the mar
ket letters one morning said it was
Standard Oil; the next, that it was
Morgan; then 1t was Prick, Schwab,
Gates, and so ON down through the
list. OF course, none of them denied
it is capital TO all these knights of the
road to be making millions in the
minds of g world, even though they
never get any of the money. Dick
Turpin and Jonathan Wild never
were fonder of having the daring
holdups that other highwaymen per.
petrated laid to their doors, than are
these modem bandits of being credit
cl with ri Hess deeds, that they did
net commit. But Jim, twas | who
soid Pennsylvania every morning for
year, while the selling was explain.
ed by the press as 'Cassatt cutting
down Gould's telegraph poles. Gould
aud old man Rockefeller selling Penn.
sylvania to get even Jim Randolph,
have today billion dollars, not the
Rockefeller or Carnegie kind, but a
rcal billion. If l had no other power
hut the power to call tomorrow for
that billion in cash, it would be suffi-
Gent TO lay in waste the financial
world before tomorrow night. You
are welcome, Jim, to any part of that
billion, and the more you take the
happier you will make me, but when
strike in again, don't attempt to stay
me, for it will do no good"
Shortly after this talk Bob left fol
Europe with Beulah A great Ger.
man expert on brain disorders had
held out hope that six months treat.
ment at his sanitarium in Berlin
might aid in restoring her mind. They
returned the following August. The
trip had been fruitless. 1t was plair
to me that Bob was the same hope
lessly desperate man as when he left
more hopeless, more desperate II any
thing than when he warned me of his
determination.
When he left for Europe "the
Street" breathed more freely, and as
time went by and there was no sign
of his confdence-disturbing influence
in the market, the System" began
to bring gu. its deferred deals Times
were ripe for setting up the most
wildly inflated stock lamb shearine
traps. 1t had been advertised through
out the VOL! that Tom Reinhart, now
two-hundred-time millionaire, was to
consolidate his and many other enter.
prises into one gigantic trust with
twelve billions of capital. His Union
and Southern Pacific railroads, his
Southern lines, together with his
steamship company and lead, iron,
and copper mines, were to be merged
with the steel, traction, gas, and other
enterprises he owned Jointly with
STANDARD OIL" Some of the railroads
owned by ="ckefeller and his pals, in
which Rein" art had no part, were to
go in too, aid with these was to unite
that mother hog of them all, Stand
ard Oil' it .lf The trust was to be
an enormous company, the like of
which had until then not even been
dreamed OF by the most daring stock
manipulators. The Systems" banks,
as we'll as trust and insurance COM
panies throughout the country, had
for long time been getting into
shane by concentrating the money of
the country for this monster trust.