The Jasper news. [volume] (Jasper, Missouri) 1898-1924, 1907-09-12
CHAPTER V.-continued.

career he realized that the System"
was to meet its Nemesis, or
what the cause, none could 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 culver.
Once more pealed forth ''25 for 5000"
That Bob saw the pailor. that he
caught the culver, was evident to all,
for the instant his sold" rang out, he
followed it with 5000 at "a, %, %,
90" Neither Barry Conant nor any
of his lieutenants got in a take it,"
although whether they wanted to or
not 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 Conant's nerve
was back, for his piercing Take it,
had linked to it $50 for any part of
b 100000" The bid was yet on his lips
when Bob's deep voice rang out
sold" Any part of $4,000 at 10, 49,
is, TO-" He'll was now loose. Back
and forth, up against the rail, around
the room and back and around again,
the crowd surged for Is of the widest,
craziest minutes in the history of the
New York stock exchange, 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 1856, for in that quarter hour of
madness it had broken from 210 to
1855, but when the ten minutes had
elapsed, the stock had worked back
to 1877 Barry Conant had again taken
the center of the crowd, after hastily
scanning the brief notes handed him
by messenger-boys and giving orders
to his lieutenants. He had evidently
received reenforcements in the form
of renewed orders from his principals.
Many of the faces that fringed the
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-all strained as though await
ing the coming of the jury with a
life or death verdict. They all knew
that Bob had sold more than n hun
dfed thousand shares of Sugar upon
which the profits must be more than
100000. Would he resume selling,
or was he through? Was it 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 Or emptying their
bag preparatory to the slaughter OF
the Washington contingent? All these
questions were rushing through the
heads of that crowd of brokers like
steam through boiler, now hot, now
cold, but always at high pressure, fol
upon the correctness of the answer de
pended the fortune of many who
breathlessly awaited the renewal OF
the suspension of the contest. Ever
Barry Commits usually impressive face
wore tinge of anxiety.
Indeed, Bob was the only one II
the center of that throng that showed
no sign of what was going on behint
it. The same cynical smile that hat
been there since the opening still
played around the corners of hi.
mouth as he squared himself IL
front of his opponent. All knew nov
that he was not through. Barry Con
ant had evidently decided to force tn,
fighting. although more cautiousl,
than before. "G7 for a thousand
One of his lieutenants bid CT for 500
another CT for 800, and as Bob ha,
not yet shown his intention of meet
Ing their bids, 81 for different amount
was heard all over the house. Boz
might have been tossing metal coil
to decide the advisability of buyin
back what he had sold; he might hav
been adding up the bids as they wer
made He said nothing Tor a fraction
of a minute, which to those torture
men must have seemed like an age
Then with wave of his hand, a
though delivering benediction, h
swept the circle with cold-blooded
sold the lots. 5000 in ALL"
"Sixty-seven for a thousand -agai
Barry Commits bid. Sold" "67 70
5000" Sold" "66 for a thousand.
"sold." The drop from 5000 to 100
and dollar share in Barry Conant'
bids was the MORALLY wounded, bu
still game generals Sound the RI
treat" Bob heard it. "Any part c