Audubon County journal. (Exira, Iowa) 1884-1993, 1920-07-01

So pNNl .tIlt lltitlS VI tIlOS6 III 'front.'
and so into the arena where waged
the tl:underous combat. The wheat
pit was in paroXysm, ungovernable
and volcanic. The bulls. all hut rout-
ed. We're making Il desperate stand.
But it was hopeless. The ground tot
tered beneath them Their frenzied
PUSHES We're met by the imperturbable
unconquerable bears. and they We're
ever forced to retreat. snortine, bel
lowing, but unqueStionably beaten.
AT the height of the conflict. when
the battle din shrieked its loudest,
the closing gong sounded and the
days session was over. The indicator
on the wheat dial pointed to % cents.
fltzhugh rushed from the gallery,
showing people right and left and
took the stairs five ut leap. figuring
his profits as he ran. In the office of
Burton X Burton he found Hunt, who
seized his arm. capped his shoulder,
hustled him into the street, rejoicing,
concentrating and Boosting al! In the
same breath.
A'''Nti WV iiNN VII, lilDuEl llt
ratified on I've made two hundred
and twenty-five thousand, and YOU
we'll. NOT quite so much. of course. but,
considering the investment, very fair,
Fitzhugh. very fair"
With these encouraging words he
handed over Il check for SOS. 800. Fltz-
hugh very calmly inclosed it in the
empty morocco wallet. returned the
wallet to his pocket, and buttoned the
flap over the pocket.
'lcs, very fair" he concurred,
without smiling. Very fair. as YOU
say, Hunt" His GOODNESS. however,
was all assumed. Beneath, he was
trembling with excitement.
But, Daniel Fitzhugh. let me tell
you something" Hunt stopped shortly
and "buttonholed" Fitzhugh. There's
another plum on our little tree" he
went on enthusiastically. while the
passersby bumped and jostled them
from side to side, that's just about
as juicy as this one was. Its-but
come on to lunch and I'll tell you all
about it,
They lunched at Hunts club. Or.
rather, Fitzhugh did. Hunt ate moth
ing. He was too ebullient. He elab-
GRATED his plan, going extensively into
details. producing endless data from
his pockets, while the untasted food
grew cold before him.
$50 you see," he wound up, there's
nothing to it but bull market.
There'll be big rebound just as sure
as we're sitting here. Symington Otis
is my strongest point. AS l said be-
FORE I'm nine-tenths certain he'll turn
bull again, now he's walloped the
man he went after, and you know
what that means. He'll send wheat
up like balloon-he's strong enough
to do it. All we need do is to climb
into the basket and participate in the
grand ascension"
"As you have wisely pointed out,
Hunt" began Fitzhugh. turning the
fragile stem of his Wine glass between
his long fingers, I'VE had better step
cautiously at first-sort of feel our
way. There's never any telling what
pitfalls may Turk below tranquil wa
tiers. Afterward. we'll wade in boldly.
Merely as a starter, IN give you my
check tomorrow for twenty-five thou
sand. I'm not saying what I'll do after
that"
AS they We're leaving the club. Fitz-
hugh turned to his companion and, as
though suddenly reminded of some in
consequential thought that had oc-
cured to him earlier in the day, said
carelessly:
'Oh, by the way, Hunt, I'm thinking
of opening small banking account in
Chicago. | wish you'd introduce me
to your banker"
For once Hunt was mistaken There
was no boom in December wheat.
True, there was reaction. for when
the bears removed the pressure the
abnormally low market began gradu-
ally to assume natural level. But
winter wheat which Hunt had expect
ed to mount by leaps. dragged slowly,
ascending, to be sure, yet moving little
by little-an eighth or quarter at
time. Once or twice. in some sudden
furry, it even went off half point.
Hunt was very much puzzled.
There's screw loose somewhere"
he told Fitzhugh, after one of these
une3plainable slumps; but l can't fig
ure out just where"
OF late, Fitzhugh had been studying
lndefatigably the hundred and more
different conditions which, directly or
indirectly, affect the Chicago wheat
market. He devoted hours to this,
where another man would have de-
voted minutes, and his brain, so keen,
soNquick to grasp every salient detail
and appraise its true value. enabled
him to view the present situation with
q far clearer vision than that of Hunt.
II think l know where the wobbly
place is he replied, land. unless Pm
mistaken, it's going to Shake the whole
machine to pieces before long. Hunt,
We'll have to draw out. If we don't.
our little craft will be swaInped. and