The daily democrat. [volume] (Anadarko, Oklahoma) 190?-1908, 1907-08-09
Author of
"Frenzied Finance"
cHAPTER III.-contlnued.

CHAPTER ill.-continued.
While every other man In the crowd
was at a high tension OF excitement
barry Conant was as calm as though
standing In the center of a ten-acre
daisy field cutting of the helpless flow.
ers' heads with every swing of his
arm Switching stock gamblers into
eternity had grown to be pastime to
Barry Conant Here was Bob thunder
ing with terrific emphasis "7S for g.
O00." ~ for 5000" "75 for 5000" "a
for 5000" "73 for 5000" "72 for 5000" "
seemingly expecting through sheer
power OF voice to crush his opponent
into silence. But with the regularity
of n trip-hammcr Barry COnants right
hand, raised in unhurrled gesture. and
his clear calm sold" met Bob's every
retreating bid It was battle royal
king on one side, Richelieu on the
other Though there was frantic buy.
ing aud selling all around these two
generals. the trading was gauged by
the trend of their battle All knew
that II Bob should be beaten down by
thls concentrated modern finance
devil. a panic would ensue and Sugar
would so none could say how low.
But II Bob should play him TO q stand
still by eXhausting his selling power,
Sugar would quickly soar to even
higher figures than before. IL was
known that Barry Conant's usual order
from his clients, the System" mas.
ters. for such an occasion as the pres
ent was Break the price at any cost"
On the other hand. every one knew
that Randolph & Randolph were usua,.
ly behind Bob's big operations: this
was evidently one of his biggest, and
every man there knew that Randolph
& Randolph were seldom backed down
by any force.
AS Bob made his bid "72 for 5000" "
and got It., saw a quick flash of pain
shoot across his face, and realized that
It probably meant he was nearing the
end of my last order. sized IL up
that there was deviltry of more than
usual Significance behind this selling
movement; that Barry Conant must
have unlimited orders to sell and
smash My final order of $4,000
brought our total up to 10000 shares.
a large amount for even Randolph &
Randolph to buy of stock selling at
nearly $500 a share. | then and there
decided that whatever happened
would go no further Just then Bob's
wild eye caught mine, and there was
in II plteous appeal such an appeal
as one sees in the eye of the wounded
doe when she gives up her attempt to
swim to shore and waits the coming
of the pursuing hunters canoe. | sad
ly signaled that | was through. As
Bob caught the sign. he threw his
head back and beloved deep. hoarse
40 for 10000" | knew then that he
had already bought 10000, and that
this was the last ditch stand. Barry
Conant must have caught the mean
ing. too, Instantly. like a revolver re
port, came his Sold" Then the com.
pact. miniature mass of human
springs and wires, which had until
now been held In perfect control, sud
denly burst from its clamps and Barry
COnant was the fiend his Wall street
reputation pictured him. His Ave feet
Ave inches seemed to loom to the
height of giant His arms, with
their fatepointing fingers, rose and
fell with bowildering rapidlty as his
piercing voice rang outs, 900 at 60
6S. g." 10000 at g." "25. 900 at go.
Pandemonium reigned. Every man In
h.. 10
stock OF the Sugar trust to sell, and
at any price. A score seemed to be
bent on selling as low as possible in
stead of for as much as they could get
These were the shorts who had been
punished the day before by Bob's up
lift.
Poor Bob. he was forgo;tenl An in
stant after he made his last effort h,
was the dead cock in the pit. FrenzieC
gamblers of the stock exchange hav,
no more use for the dead cocks thar
have Mexicans for the real birds wheT
they get the fatal gam The day afte
the contest, or even that same night a
Delmonico's and the clubs, these meI
would moan for poor Bob; Barry Con
ants moan would be the loudest o
them all. and. what is more il woulC
be sincere. But on battle day ava!
TO the dump with the fallen bird, th'
bird that could not win! l saw lool
OF deep. terrible agony spread owe
Bob's face and then in fash he wa
the Bob Brownley who | always boast
ed had the courage and the brain 4
do the right thing in all circumstances
To the establishment of every man II
the crowd he let loose one wild yell,
cross between the war-whoop OF al
Indian and the bay of a deep-lunge'
hound regaining q. lost scent Then h