Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1907-05-30


lated a hniion aolegs. nnoanpie 10
long aa a short sale or q fopurchase
amid resale. le allowed Whom short
sales. and repugohaacs and rosaioa, arc
nade impossible, stock speculation VIII
be dead when stock speculation IS
dead, me people can ne longer DO
robbed by tho System In leaving
you, the exchange. and stook-gambling
forever, az shah when ! leave this
platform. ] will say from the depth OF
q heart that has been broken, from tho
profoundly OF soul that has been
wlthered by the Systems poison, with
a full sense OF my responsibility to my
fellow.man and to my Cod that adj
wise every one OF you to do what I
have done and to do It quickly before
the doing OF It by others shall have
made It impossible, before the doing
OF It by others shall have blown up TIE
whole stock-gambling structure. In
accepting my advice you can quiet
your conscience, those of you who
have any, with this argument If /
start, am sure of success. If / sue
coed, no one will be the wiser The
millions I secure / will take from men
who took them from others. and who
would take mine. The more | and
others take, the sooner will come the
day when the stock-gambling struc-
ture will fall
THE day on which the stock-gam-
bling structure falls is the day for
which all honest men and women
should pray"
Bob BROMLEY paused and let his
eyes sweep his dumfounded audience.
There was not a murmur. The crowd
was speechless.
Again his eyes swept the room.
Then he slowly raised his right hand
with fist clenched, as though about to
deal a blow.
Men of Wall stree" voice was
now deep and solemn--"to show that
Robert BROMLEY knew what was fit
ting for the last day Of his career, he
has revealed to you the trick-and
more.
Many of you are desperate. Many
of you by tomorrow will be ruined
The time Of all times for such to put
my trick in practice is now. The vic.
tim of victims is ready for the expert
ment. l am he. / have a billion dol
lars. With this billion dollars l am
able to buy 100000 shares Of the
leading stocks and to pay for them,
even though after l have bought they
fall hundred dollars share. Here
is your chance to, prevent your ruin,
your chance to retrieve your fortune,
your chance to- secure revenge upon
me, the one who has robbed you"
He pause,h only long enough for his
astounding advice to connect with his
listeners now Beenly sensitive nerve
centers; them deep and clear rang out,
Barry Conant." The wiry form OF
Bob's old antagonist leaped to the ros-
trum.
Il authorize you to buy any part OF
10000 600 shares of the leading stocks
at any price up to so points above the
present market There is my check
book signed in blank, and l authorize
you to use it up to a billion dollars
and l agree to have in bank tomorrow
sufficient funds to meet any checks
you draw. You have failed to-day for
seven millions, and, therefore, cannot
trade, but 1 herewith announce that
will pay all the Indebtedness of Barry
Conant and his house. Therefore he
is now in good standing" Bob had
kept his eye on the great clock; as the
last word passed his lips, the presi
dents gavel descended.
With a mighty rush the gamblers
leaped for the different poles. Barry
Conant with lightning rapidity gave
his orders to 20 of his assistants, who
when Bob BROMLEY called for Conant
had gathered around their chief. In
less than a minute the dollar-battle
of the age was on, battle such as nc
man had ever seen before. 1t required
no supernatural wisdom for any man
on the floor to see that Bob BROMLEY
seed had fallen in superheated soil
that his until now secret hellite was
about to be tested. 1t needed no ex
pert in the mystic art Of deciphering
the wall hieroglyphics Of Old Hag Fate
to see that the hands on the clock OF
the System" were approaching IL. IT
needed no ear trained to hear human
heart and soul beats to detect the ap-
preaching sound of onrushing doom to
the stockgambling structure. The
deafening roar of the brokers that had
broken the stiffness following Robert
Brownley's fateful speech had awak-
ened echoes that threatened to shake
down the exchange walls. The surg
ing mob on the outside was roaring
like a million hungry lions in an Ar
bestan run at slaughter time.
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