The weekly herald. [volume] (Amarillo, Tex.) 1906-19??, 1907-10-17

old "bonnnm" days, he has never own,
| cd a seat IN the Now York exchange
| Nevertheless he has often bent thu
| famous institution to his win as II 4
were an embryo board Of trade In
| country town, Many a time he hai
converted II into seething pando,
monium. II e. affirmed by those win,
| know him that ne has never yot sci
| foot within the exchange, yet men who
have paid fortunes for their seats are
but pawns in his games.
A Wall Street Estimate.
The following Is a Wall stree, uanI
estimate OF the great speculator'
"Thcre Is no man that can talk bet,
ter or more furcibly than kconc whoa
he wants to talk There Is no man
who would serve better as a statue Of
silence when II behonves him to say
nothing. He docs not let his righl
hand know what his loft hand does
How no distributes his orders, who hiI
brokers are, no ono can tell As he IL
not a member Of the stock exchange
he makes no trades In his own name
He changes his brokers frequently
one man may have selling orders from
Keenc and another orders Ia buy, yet
none but Kccnc knows that the ordcn
come from the same source.
AN arts Of manipulation are his. lie
can conduct still hunt for the cour
troll of stock In such nosclcss man,
ncr that the opposition never has lta
suspicious aroused Again, he can
manage a campaign with all the fame
fare and alarum Of sham battle. II
all depends on what ha is after"
The constant strain Of speculation
seems to have left faint Impress on tho
rugged personality Of MIR Hecnc. His
sharp gray eyes have lost none OF that
determined sparkle of youth which
refuses to acknowledge the approach
Of age His step Is as agile as that Of
a much younger man, and his upright
and well proportloned figure Is accen-
tuated by the most punctilious atten-
ton to matters Of dress II is at his
New York office, 80 Broad street, that
he is Kcenc and Kcone only, ohllvious
to all else save the story told by the
ticker He is az his desk shortly after
. o'clock, and unless he goes To the
races he is quite likely To remain at
his office until p, m, During market
hours the ticker claims his undivided
attention,
one of his employees once gave this
pen picture Of him as he appears dur
ing Office hours:
with his hands claspcd behind his
back, his inscrutablc gray eyes fixed
in fancy on the brokers shouting
lao ha tffn
posts, pausng to look at the tape, ht
PAGES back and forth with the light
tread Of panther ready to spring or
its prey. There is something almost
cruel in his cXpression-4rcl II
certainly is. lie Is not the man you
see watching the running of some
classic event at the track nor the
man you may see at the Waldorf chat.
ting pleasantly with his friends. He Il
Keene playing the game that he loves
playing the game for the sake of win
ming 1t rather than for what he may
get out Of Il.
THE whirring ticker draws him to-
ward it, fascinated, and with the same
panther-like tread he stalks up to It,
He leans his elbow on the pedestal,
resting his chin on his hand The
heavy mustaChc cannot hide the grim
ness of that firm mouth, His gray
eyes take in the figures on the whia-
zing tape. It seems as il nothing can
resist that fixed, concentrated stare. II
mind has power over matter, he surely
hypnotizes the tape. In fact, some Of
his suporstitious foes insist that this
is one of the secrets ~ his power"
This is the premier American sports
man, the man who has never hazarded
a dollar on horse race, and almost
equally worthy OF exploitation is his
son, FoNhall Kone, gentleman Jockey,
bon viyant-but that is another story.
w. $, EMERY