The White Pine news. [volume] (Ely, Nev.) 1906-1910, 1907-07-27

the alSO-ranS are On inc DOdlu. Il oHo
of those 300 chadnlightning thinkers
or any of their 10000 alert associates
knew In advance the intentions of a
fellow broker, the word would sweep
through that crowd with the sureness
of uncorked ether, and the other 299,
at gong strike, would be at each 9th.
ers' Threats for his vitals, and before
he knew the game had started would
have his bones picked to a vulture-
finish cleanness.
Suddenly, as I watched the scene,
there rang through the great hall the
first sharp stroke of the gong. There
were no echoes heard that morning.
The metallic voice was yet shaping its
command to "at EN-, you fiends" when
from 300 throats burst the wild sound
of the stock exchange yell. No other
sound in any of the open or hidden
places of all nature duplicates the
yell of a great stock exchange at an
exciting opening. 1t not only fills and
refills space, for the volume is terrific,
but 1t has an individuality all its own,
coming from the incisive "take-mine-
Tve-got yours" from the aggressive,
almost arrogant 'you-can' t-you-won' t.
have-your-way," the confident by
| heaven-I-will" individual notes that en-
ter into the whole, as they blend with
the shrill scream of triumph and the
die-away note of disappointment, when
the floor men realize their success or
their failure. picked Bob's magnifi-
Gently resonant voice from the mass
40 for any part of 10000 Sugar" 1t
was this daring bid that struck terror
to the bears and Allied the bulls with
frenzy of encouragement. Again 1t
rang out-"4B for any part of 25,OOO;"
and third time-"50 for any part of
100000"
The great crowd was surging all
over the room. Hats were smashed
and coats were being stripped from
their owners backs as though made of
y frantic buyer or seller would be
borne to the floor by the impetus Of
those who sought to all his bid or grab
his offer. Through all the wild whirl
straight and erect and commanding
was the form of Bob, his face cold and
expressionless as an iceberg. In five
minutes the human mass had worked
back to the Sugar pole and there was
the inevitable lull while its members
verified"
l could see by the few entries Bob
was making on his pad that he had
been compelled to buy but little. This
meant that his campaign was working
smoothly, that he was driving the mar.
ket up by merely bidding, and that he
had the greater part of my $4,000 yet
unbought, which In turn meant he
could continue to push up the price,
or in the event of his opponents at.
tempting to run 1t down, he would be
under the market with big supporting
orders.
Suddenly the lull was broken. Bob's
voice rang out again-"153 for any
part of 10000 Sugar" Again the gam.
blers closed in and for another five
minutes the opening scene was dupli.
Gated, with only shade less fierce
ness. After ten minutes mad trading
q mighty burst of sound told that
Sugar was 100 bid. Then Bob worked
his way out of the crowd, and passing
by me fairly Kissed, by heaven, Jim,
I've got them cinched!"
l went back to the office. In a few
minutes Bob without a word strobe
through my Office and into the little
room occupied by Beulah Sands. He
closed the door behind him, thing
that he had never done before. 1t was
only a minute till he opened 1t and
called to me. In his eyes was a strange
look, look that came from the blend.
ing of two mighty passions, one Joy,
the other could not make out, unless
it was that soft one, which suppressed
love, emerging from terrible uncer.
tainty, generates in deep natures and
which usually finds vent in tears.
Beulah Sands was study. Her heart
was evidently swaying and Juggling
with the news Bob had brought her.
She must have seen the nearness OF
release from the torture that had been
filing her soul during the past three
months, and yet such was the remark.
able self-control of the woman, such
her noble courage, that she refused to
show any outward sign of her feelings.
She was the reserved, dignified girl
l had ever seen her.
Jim, Miss Sands and thought 1t
best that we should have little match
up at this stage of our DEAL" Bob be.
gan. 81 want to know If you both agree
with me on adhering to the original
plans to close out at IT'S. never felt
surer of my ground than in this deal.
The stock is 1853 on the tape right
now" He glanced at the white paper
ribbon whose every foot on certain
days spells heaven or hell to countless
mortals, as 1t rolled out of the ticker
in the corner of the Office. Yes, there
she goes again-3A, 4, Az, and 1900
at half. There is tremendous de-
mand from all quarters. Washington's
buying is unlimited; the commission
houses are tumbling over one another
to get aboard and the shorts are scared
to paralyzed muteness. They don't
know whether to jump in and cover or
to stand their present hands, but they
have no pluck to fight the rise, that is
certain. The news bureaus have just
published the story that I am buying
for Randolph & Randolph, and they
for the insiders; that the new tariff
is as good as passed; and that at the
directors meeting tomorrow the Sugar
dividend will be increased, and that It