The Spanish Fork press. [volume] (Spanish Fork, Utah) 1902-current, 1907-07-04
1--WE some to Vuggest Ms. Roe

-blacklock and company announce
the coal reorganization plan, 1t would
give me a great lift, and Melville and
ms bank don't need prestige My daily
letters to the public on investments
nave as you know, got me big fol
lowing that would help me make the
notation an even bigger success than
It's hound to be, no matter who an
hounces 1t and invites subscriptions"
AS ! thus proposed that be In a
JiHy caught up from the extremely
humble level of reputed bucketshop
dealer into the highest heaven of high
finance. that | be made the official
spokesman of the financial gods. his
expression was so ludicrous that | al.
most lost my gravity. | suspect. for
moment he thought | had gone mad.
HIS manner, when he recovered him
sell sufficiently to speak, was Ger.
tainly not unlike what 1t wos1ld have
been had he found himself alone be-
fore dangerous lunatic who was
armed with bomb.
You know how anxious | am to
help you, to further your interests,
Matthew" said he wheedlingly. IL
know no man who has a brighter fu.
ture, But--not so fast, not so fast,
young man. OF course, you will APP
pear as one of the reorganizing com
mittee-but we could not afford 10
have the announcement come through
any less strong and old established
house than the National Industrial
bank"
AT least. YOU can make me joint
announcer with Them" urged
Perhaps - yes - possibly well
see" said he soothingly. There is
plenty of time"
Plenty of time," | assented, as II
quite content. II only wanted to put
the matter before you" And | arose
to go,
Have you heard the news of textile
common" he asked
Yes" said l carelessly. Then, all
In an instant, plan took shape in my
mind. II own good deal of the
stock, and l must say, don't like
this raise"
"Why?" he inquired
Because I'm sure it's a stock Job
bling scheme" replied boldly. -
know the dividend wasn't earned |
don't like that sort of thing, Mr.. Roe
buck. Not because it's unlawful-tha
laws are SO clumsy that practical
man often must disregard them. But
because 1t Is tampering with the repu
tation and the stability of a great en-
terprlse for the sake of few millions
of dishonest profit. I'm surprised al
Langdon."
Il hope you're wrong, Matthew"
was Roebuck's only comment. He
questioned me no further, and | went
away, confident that, when the crash
came In the morning, II comes 1t must,
there would be no more astonished
man in Wall street than Henry j. Roe.
buck. How he must have laughed; or,
rather, would have laughed, IL his sort
of human hyena expressed its emo.
tons in the human way.
From him, straight to my lawyers
Whitebouse & Fisher, in the Mills
building.
paper reporters at once" said to
Fisher, land tell them that in my be-
half you are going to apply for an in
junction against the textile trust, tor
bidding them to take any further
steps toward that increase OF divi
dend. Tell them l, as large stock
holder, and representing group OF
| n 10 Ctn
the paying of unearned dividends"
Fisher knew how closely connected
my house and the textile trust haC
been; but he showed, and probably
felt no establishment. He was too ex
perienced in the ways of finance ant
financiers. II was a matter of in
difference to him whether was tryinf
to assassinate my friend and ally, Oh
was feinting at Langdon, to lure the
public within reach so that we might
together, fall upon it and make 8
battue.
Not without some regret did thus
arrange to attack my friend in his alb
sence. till" reasoned, his blum
der in trusting some leaky person
with his secret is the cause of my
portland I'll not have to justify my
self to him for trying to save myself
What effect my injunction would have
could not foresee. Certainly it could
not save me from the loss OF my for
tune; but, possibly, it might check the
upward course of the stock long
enough to enable me to snatch myself
from ruin, and to cling to firm ground
until the coal deal drew me up tc
safety.
My next call was at the Interstate
Trust company. | found Corey wait
ing for me in a most uneasy state OF
mind.
is there any truth in this story
about you?" was the question he
pumped at me.
What story?" said I, and hard
fight had 10 keep my confusion and
alarm from the surface For, appar
emily. my secret was out
That you're on the wrong side Of