The Birmingham age-herald., 1907-03-17

heart and the heart of one l love-and yours too, Jim-systematically sl<ewered to those of the hundred and thousands
 of victims who have gone before.
 Jim we must be three millions losers, and the men who have our money have
 so many, many millions that they can't
 live long enough even to thumb them over. Men who will use our money on the gambling table, at the race tracks, squander it on stage harlots, or in turn ing their wives and daughters or their neighbors wives and daughters into worse than stage harlots. Men, Jim, who are not fit, measured by any standard of decency to walk the same earth as you
 and Judge Sands. Men whose painted pets pollute the very air that such as Beulah Sands must breathe. I've learned my lesson today. I thought I knew the game of finance, but I'm suddenly awak-
 ened to a realization of the dense ignor- ance l widowed in
 When he told Beulall Sands of the cat
 astrophe sEe gasped "Bob,s and fell into
 his arms. It was the first intimation he had received that his passion was re- | turned.
 Until November neither Bob nor Beulah did anything. She was about to write to her father telling him there was no hope when she received q letter from the old judge saying that tho Reinhart crowd
 
 that if there was no hope he knew his duty as a Sands. She knew this last meant suicide. She replied that |. noth- ing turned up before December l she would come and help him to bear his
 cross. He would receive this letter on Friday November 13.
 On the eve of that day Bob Brownley asked his friend
 Jim Randolph, you know this game of finance. You know how it is worked . and the men who work it. Tell me if there is any consideration due Wall street and it's heart-and-soul butchers at the | hands of honest men,
 'I don't know what you mean, Bob. What are you driving at?' Never mind what 1 am driving at. l ask you whether, if an honest man knew how to beat Wall street at it's own game, | he should hesitate to beat it-hesitate because of anything connected with con l science or morals?'
 That day sugar rose to 20ll2 carrying | the whole list of stocks with it. Bob Brownley spent the day watching in sl- l lence. On Friday, the 18th, sugar opened at 211 After trading had been thirty | minutes under way Conant, the Standard | oil broker, was bidding 225 for 5000 lots | Bob broke into the ring coldly, selling l As fast as Conant bid Bob sold. In 1 blocks of 10.000 and 20.O0O shares Bob | sold sugar. The price dropped point by | point, then five or ten points at a time, Conant buying as fast as Bob sold until | after several houses had failed and Co., | nant was loaded up with hundreds of | thousands of shares, the stock touched 80, | and Bob began buying in 25,00O-share lots. When the day ended he had made a 1 profit of $3,0o0,000 for Beulah Sands and | $7, 900, 900 for himself. When he returned
 to the office and told her about it she
 said:
 1 Bob, in mercys name, tell me you
 got this money fairly, honorably. Tell 1 me there was no dishonor in the getting
 of these millions. Tell me no one was
 made to suffer as my father and have suffered. Tell me that the suicides and the convicts, the daughters dregged to
 shame and the mothers driven to the mad
 house as a result of this panic, cannot be
 charged to anything unfair or dishonor-
 able that you have done. Bob, oi Bob, l answer,'