The Nevada County picayune., 1911-06-09

people promptly came to the eonc1u. sion that the stock was being purpose ly depressed by Tammany interests. who intended to buy 1t low, and sell It high after the Bingham avenue fran. chise had been granted.
 Convinced that this was the true ex. planation of the weakness of Suburb. an, MT. Rogers and his friends immedi. ately formed a pool to buy the stock. They were perfectly sure that Tam many interests would not be buying it unless they meant 10 grant the fran Chise. The pool was formed at one o'clock, and at two o'clock it's opera tions had turned the tide of the mar. ket. Suburban rallied from seventy six to scyenty eight and one-half at the close, and it's rally bolstered the whole market which had been fast slipping into a panic.
 Barr had feared from the first that the low price 10 which he intended to drive Suburban would attract buying by the Urban interests, and be had ta- ken bis measures accordingly In less than fifteen minutes after Willis mes.
 
 were on the way to Westchester coun- ty with orders to visit local holders of the stock and 10 buy it from them at any price It had cost Barr one thou- sand dollars 10 secure a list of stock holders of the road.
 On Saturday morning, before the opening of the Exchange. Barr's Ieam- oranda from his brokers and the two clerks showed him to be in possession of little less than ninety-eight thou- sand shares of Suburban. A short, sharp battle followed on the floor of the Exchange for the shares needed for control Under tho competitive bidding of his own and the Urban brokers the stock scrambled hastily to eighty, to eighty-five and finally to ninety But the street had been swept so bare of it that at the close at noon Barr was still a few houndred shares short of actual control of the Suburban Trolley company.
 The little man smiled mysteTiously as he exhibited the results of his cam. paign to John, who had arrived that morning from Palm Beach.
 It's all right, John,' he declared. "You can inform Miss Rogers, official ly, if you dare, that the great matri mony syndicate is about to cash in.'
 Late that afternoon the resplcndent but puzzled usher at the door of the United Trust company performed au tomatically the duty of introducing Joseph w Barr into the private office Of President Morton Rogers. As the little man passed his window the pay. ing teller whistler softly few musical bars which he gravely explained to his assistant were from the opera, Pirates of Finance"
 When the frosted glass door of the private office bad clicked after the dis appearing form of Barr business came to a prompt halt in the United Trust company. The third vice-president and the cashier sauntered over to the desk of the second viee-president, and infused with similar desire for com. panionship, tellerg clerks, messengers and attendants drifted into little groups.
 There was an air of expectancy over all the groups. To complete the scene 1t needed only halfcrazed little ltal ian to wave a red rag on stick and to point. frantncally, appealingly, at the private cfflce, as if within It Yere-- a thin train of powder, sizzling, sput. tering. glowworming its way toword it's tremendous goal.
 The explosion came. It was burst of laughter that shook the frosted-glass partitions of the private office. It wal followed fast by others until, rather sheepishly. the little group of auditors broke up, and the wheels of the United Trust company spun busily again, leav- ing unsolvcd the riddle of the private office.
 Within that was presented the pleas ing sight of q thin, elderly gentleman, with Dundreary whiskers. engaged in vain attempt to keep on his Roman nose eyeglasses which bounded off and away with each of many peals of laughter. and opposite him a fat little man. intermittenly engaged in mopping his wet checks with handkerchief ends, and saying things which seemed caicu. lated very possibly, to prolong the mirth of the other.
 My own dauGhter-Ellzabeth easped Mir Morton Rogers coming out of d eonvulsion to fall hopelessiy into another
 Yes and my boy-John, froaned Joseph w. Barr almost smethering himself in the mopping process
 Bought control of the Subu ban for tight million dollars-sell 1t to ne for he aamc--we expected 10 pay nine billion five hundred thousand dollars at least" And another gale bowled over the Urban magnate
 Not quite control You spesfed our frotna nm Friday Lack two lnndred