Bisbee daily review., 1911-12-31

M a trifle-crazy. Not that NJ it manifested itself in his
 words. George Sherwin was a capable and accurate bookkcep- CT. and the books over which he toiled for eight hours every day were mar vels Of precision and neatness.
 The lack of sanity showed itself in the old man in his interest in stocks. Feyerishly he followed the market, keeping tabs on fifty or sixty stocks, from Western Union and Northern Pacific down through the list to the -industrials," some of which lacked a footing on the stock exchange. A s20 a week bookkeeper without a spare $l0 bill to bless himself with, going home with long face over the fact that some stock had dropped 10 points -of course he was a bit crazy.
 The office did not know the old mans history, how in his younger days he had been a broker on the street" and a sharp one, how he had tTansgressed the unwritten rule of brokerage never to speculate on your own account, how he had made one of those wild successes which some times last a fortnight, and how, In the windup, the market cleaned him up with neatness and dispatch and after 6 week of frantic fighting to re- trieve himself sent him to his bed with brain fever.
 It was probable that during the hey day of his success old George had been a trifle crazy. The brain fever left him sane enough, without any out ward longing for speculation and an 1a Co a could have a job in a dozen brokers offices, Eseping the complicated rec ords of the stock business, but he had a terror of the game and went away. to turn up years later in the manu- featuring town where we find him keeping books at s2O a week for the Peebles factory of the Amalgamated Button company.
 With the years had come a dulling Of the terror of the days that had wiped him out" and the old man kept sheets on the market and did an imaginary business in Wall street. He made some shrewd guesses. too, and if he had actually margined the stocks he had slated for big rise he could have sold out rich man. On the other hand, he sometimes missed and the favorite stock went down. Those were the days he went home with long face.
 There was quite an opportunity right in town for speculation in a not expensive way if the bookkeeper had had the money. The manufactur- ing plants were all big ones-cotton mills, steel plants, sewing machines, agricultural implements, and so on Not a one but vas incorporated with stock and bonds to sell, some of the securities being held in the local mar ket at a few cents per share. Every body who made little over neces- sities bought shares of some kind; all the employees of the different concerns were privileged. nay, requested, to buy preferred stock in their employ CTS business, and down town there was a place where local stocks were bought and sold.
 There are possibilities in industri- als, even at few cents per share. ID times of prosperity holders of local securities received dividends and the value of their holdings scared. The chipping clerk in the Peebles factory was a devotee to Consolidated Loco motive, the Burnham & Barry branch of which was located down by the rail- road, and one day he came into The office radiant and had the bookkeeper cash him a check for Slo0.
 What do you think of that, Pop?" he asked iubilantly. That check rep resents an outlay of $40 in Consoii- dated Chu-Chu futures when things were so slack six months ago. Now they are full of orders and everything huuraing, and I've sold ont $120 to the eood-money found. Why don't you go in?"
 The old spectators eyes glowed as he straightened out the neat check He knew in a way about the local ti- dustrial situation but it seemed peur' fe beside the doings of the New York market, and he had not both cred with 1t. And here was chap drawing sI5 a week actually cleaning uu sl2O of money, real money, while he. George Sherwin, frittered away his time to TO purpose. A bunch ot money, not a large bunch. would do so much, too. There was that place for sale, ten miles out, house, barn. boathouse, and ten acres of ground on a Iake-a man could keep chick ems there, chickens! and horse and COW and a boat on the lake for fash- ing purposes. Three thousand dol lars would buy it.
 I've got no money to throw away, he said. This rise in Locomotive Is a mere fuke."
 ''Fiuke nothing" said the shipping clerk. T saw it coming. And some of the boys have made money in thread stocks-huying for a fall. The thread mills have passed diyi- dend and the stocks are away on, sure enough. And there is the War dell Flow company stock"
 Heres your money, go away, growIed the bookkeeper, frightened at the feeling the talk had engendered.
 An right, stick 10 those big deals that are keeping you poor" said the shipping clerk, winking elaborately.
 It vas shortly after this the book keeper took to keeping chickens. Mrs. Shervin and the girls were delighted when one day the taciturn old man came home early and went to tinker ing with an old shanty on their place, and 1t developed that he was making if into a chicken house. If the
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