The Nevada County picayune., 1907-11-14
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CHAPTER V.-Continued.
Author of "Frenzied Finance"

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 CHAPTER V.-Continued.
 Whether it. was that for the first time in all his wonderful career he realized that the system was to meet it's Nemesis, or what the cause, none couId tell, perhaps not even Barry Conant him. self, but some emotion caused his olive face for an instant to turn pale, and give his voice tell-tale quiver. Once more pealed forth "25 for 5000 That Bob saw the pallor, that he caught the quiver, was evident to all. for the instant his sold rang out, he followed it with 5000 at 24, 23, 22, 20" Neither Barry Conant nor any of his lieutenants got in a take it; although whether they wanted to or mot was an open question until Bob allowed his voice to dwell just like a pendulum swing of time on the 20. 1t was as If he were tantalizing them into sticking by their guns. By the time he paused, Barry Conants nerve was back, for his piercing Take it'' had linked to it "20 for any part of $1e,000." The bid was yet on his lips when Bob's deep voice rang out Sold" Any part of 25,000 at 19, IS, 15, 10" Hell was now loose Back and forth, up against the rail, around the room and back and around again, the crowd surged for 15 of the widest. craziest minutes in the history of the New York stock exchange, a history replete with records of wild and crazy scenes.
 At last from sheer exhaustion there came ten minutes lull, which was used in comparing trades At the be- ginning of the respite Sugar was sell ing at 155 for in that quarter hour of madness it had broken from 210 to 155, but when the ten minutes had elapsed, the stock had worked back to 167 Barry Conant had again taken the center of the crowd, after hastily scanning the brief notes handed him by messenger boys and giving orders ito his lieutenants. He had evidently received reenforcements in the form of renewed orders from his principals.
 
 inner circle of that crowd were fright full to look upon. some white as though just lifted from hospital pill lows, others red to the verge of apo plexy-al strained as though await ing the coming of the jury with life or death verdict They all knew that Bob had sold more than hun dred thousand shares of Sugar upon which the profits must be more than S4,000,000 Would he resume selling, , or was he through? Was il short stock. which must be bought back, or long stock and if long. whose stock? Were the insiders selling out on one another or were they all selling to- .gether, and under cover of Barry Con- ants movements were Camemeyer and Standard Oil" emptying their bag preparatory 10 the slaughter of the WashingtOn contingent? All these questions were rushing through the heads of that crowd of brokers like steam through a boiler. now hot, now cold. but always at hieh pressure, for upon the correctness of the answer de pended the fortune of many who breathlossly awaited the renewal or the suspension of the contest Even Barry CoHauts usually jmpassiye face wore tiuge of anxiety
 Indeed Rob Was the only one in the center of that throng that showed no sign of what was going on behind 1t. The same cynical smile that had been there since the opening still played around the corners of his mouth as he squared himself in front of his opponent All knew now that he was not through Barry Con ant had evidently decided 10 force the fighting. although more cautiously than before "67 for a thousand" " One of his lieutenan;s bid G for 800. another G. for 800, and as Bob had not vet shown his intention of meet ing their bids. e for different amounts was heard all over the house. Bob might have been tossing metal coin to decide the adyisability of buying back what he had sold, he might have been adding up the bids as they were made He said nothing for fraction of a minute, which to those tortured men must have seemed like an age. Then with wave of his hand, as though delivering benediction. he swept the circle with a cold blooded: Sold the lots $500 in al"
 Sixty y-seven for a thousand'-again Barry Conant's bid Sold" "67 for 5000" Sold" "66 for a thousand ? Sold" The drop from 5000 to l,O0C and dollar a share in Barry Conant's bids was the mortally wounded, but still game generals Sound the Re treat" Bob heard it. Any part oi 10000 at 65. 64, 62, 60." The din was