»^]- 'iiumifi'iii'MumLtiiiBii'iiU us CORNELL UNIVERSITY LIBRARY Cornell University Library HG6051.U5 R49 1913 My adventures with your mone olin 3 1924 030 209 153 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY BY GEORGE GRAHAM RICE RICHARD G. BADGER THE GORHAM PRESS BOSTON Copyright, 1911, by The Ridgway Company Copyright, 1913, by Richard G. Badger All rights reserved -^ / ^ ,' ~7 22 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY diloquent terms than the other, but these were selected because they, in reality, appeared to be the most likely losers of all the entries. A woman was sent over to the newly-organized office of " Two Spot " to take charge of the salesroom. I was completely taken off my feet the next day when she in- formed me that the receipts, as a result of the first ad- vertisement, were in excess of $300, and that the public not only did not read between the lines, but had actually fallen for the hoax. To cap the climax, on the second day one of the " out- siders " which " Two Spot " named derisively as the one best bet " walked in " at 40 to 1 ! Next day " Two Spot " did a land-office business, and within a few days we figured that the " Two Spot " ven- ture would net $1,000 a week if continued. " Two Spot then went after the game hammer and tongs and endeav- ored to gage the full credulity of the public. The distinctive difference between " Two Spot " and Maxim & Gay was this: Maxim & Gay, except in one instance, which is chronicled herein, never pretended to have selected a winner when it had not, while " Two Spot" enjoying the same source of information as Maxim & Gay, worded his daily advices to clients so art- fully as to be able to claim the next morning in his ad- vertisements a la Dan Smith, the credit of having said something good about every winner. The profits of Dan Smith's venture, I was informed, ex- ceeded a quarter of a million dollars the first year, and the profits of " Two Spot," whose career was cut short with- in a month by a realization on our part that we could not afford to be identified with such an enterprise, was divided among the employees of the " Two Spot " office. " Two Spot " had been brought into being for the pur- MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 23 pose of killing opposition and not for profit-making. The scheme failed of its purpose. To give an idea of the character of some of the raw kind of advertising put out by " Two Spot," and for which the public fell, I recall this excerpt from one of his tip- ping sheets : I am my own docker. I have slept under horse-blankets for thirty years. I understand the lingo of horses. Last night, when I was taking my forty winks in the barn of Com- mando, I heard him whinny to Butterfly and tell her to keep out of his way to-day because he was going to " tin-can " it from start to finishi, and if Butterfly tried to beat him, he would " savage " her. That makes it a cinch for Commeindo. Bet the works on him to win. REAL INSIDE TUEE INFOEMATION MAXIM & GAY repeated the " Silver Coin" method of advertising only once during the entire career of the company. This happened in the spring of 190£, when John Rogers, trainer for William C. Whitney, sent to the post a mare named Smoke. Our information was that the mare would win, and our selections for the day named her to win — and she did. Two days later, she was again entered, against an inferior class of horses, and the handicap was entirely in her favor. Notwith- standing this, we inserted an advertisement which ap- peared in the newspapers on the morning of the race, reading substantially as follows : " Don't bet on SmoJce to-day. She will he favorite, hut she will not win. Rochstorm will beat her." Sure enough. Smoke opened up favorite in the betting. The betting commissioners of Mr. Whitney placed large M MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY wagers on the horse with the hootmakers. The bulk of the public's money, however, went on Rockstorm, and before post time thousands of dollars of the " wise " money fol- lowed suit. Rockstorm won the race. Smoke led into the stretch, when up went her tail and she " blew up." Immediately I was cross-questioned by messengers from the judges' stand. They asked our reason why we were so positive that Smoke would lose. Mr. Whitney, I was informed, was actually suspicious that his mare had been " pulled." The reason for the reversal of form, as I ex- plained at the time, was this: William Dozier, our chief docker at the race-track, who had witnessed the preparation which Smoke received for the races, was of the opinion that her training had been rushed too fast, and that her first race, instead of putting her on edge, had caused a setback. Her first race, in fact, had " soured " her. Being a veteran horse- man, he was positive that Smoke would lose. I afterwards learned that the training of Smoke had been left to an understrapper, and that Mr. Rogers himself was not re- sponsible for her condition. THE PUBLIC ASKS TO BE MYSTIFIED' THE judges were apparently satisfied, but the public could not readily understand the truth, and we didn't point it out in our advertisements, because our policy was always to appear as mysterious as possible as to the source of our information. Mystery played an important role in our organization, and it would have been better had we never succeeded in the Smoke coup. Up to this time my personal identity had not been revealed at the race-track, and even the bookmakers did not know who was the guiding spirit of MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 25 Maxim & Gay. " Jimmy " Rowe, trainer for James R. Keene; Peter Wimmer, trainer for Captain S. S. Brown of Pittsburg, and John Rogers, trainer for William C. Whitney, were at this early period at various times the rumored sponsors for Maxim & Gay. The bookmakers and " talent " generally conceived the idea that nobody but a very competent trainer in the confidence of horse owners could possibly be responsible for so much exact information regarding the horses. Of course, the track officials who made it their business to know everything knew of my connection with the organization. No sooner, however, did their messengers ask an interview with me than the fact became public property around the race-track and the mask was olF. The effect for a while was very bad, for our business fell off considerably. " Bismarck " Korn, the well-known German bookmaker, put it to me this way on the day of the Smoke incident: " You are the first horse tipster I efFer saw idat vore eyeclasses, sported a cane, und vore tailor-made cloding. You look like a musicianer — not like a horseman. You're a vonder ! " Gottfried Walbaum, another old-time bookmaker, chimed in : " Dat vas obdaining money under false bre- denses. I gafe your gompany dwendy-fife dollars a veek for two months alreaty. You gif me my money pack! You are a cheater ! " Riley Grannan, the plunger, said, " Got to hand it to you, kid ! Any time you can put one over on the Weisen- heimers that have been making a living on race-tracks for twenty years you are entitled to medals ! " The attitude of " Bismarck " and of Walbaum was amusing, that of Grannan flattering. But it was poor business, because most of these professional race-track 26 JMY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY people ceased for a while to subscribe for tlic Maxim & Gay service. For months I had purposely kept myself in the back- ground, fearing a denouement of this very description. I recalled that in the late 80's, in a town of northern Ver- mont, when John L. Sullivan was advertised to appear in a sparring exhibition, his manager met him at the train, and, although it didn't rain and the sun didn't shine, an umbrella was raised to cover John L. while walking from the train to a waiting landau. No sooner did Sullivan enter the vehicle than the blinds were drawn. When the carriage reached the hotel, it stopped before a side door. The manager alighted before Sullivan, again quickly raised the umbrella and whisked the heavy-weight cham- pion past the crowds and up to his room without expos- ing him to the view of anybody' whatsoever. Throughout the day Sullivan was screened from pub- lic gaze. Plis face was not seen by a single citizen of the town until he appeared on the stage that night. I asked the manager why he was so very careful to shield Sullivan from the popular view prior to his appear- ance before the footlights. I recall that he said: " If the public thought John L. was just an ordinary human being with black mustaches and a florid Celtic face, they wouldn't go to see him. The public demand that they be mystified, and to have shown people off the stage that Mr. Sullivan is just a plain, ordinary mortal would disillusion them and keep money out of the house." That piece of showman's wisdom was fresh in mind dur- ing the early career of Maxim & Gay; and so long as Maxim & Gay kept race-track men guessing as to who was directing its destinies, the organization was a howlino- success. Its good periods were mixed with bad periods after the mystery of sponsorship was cleared up to the MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 27 satisfaction of the professionals by the inquiry of the race-track judges into the Smoke affair. A few weeks after the Smoke coup, our chief docker informed us that the entries for a big stake race which would be run on the following Saturday had revealed to him a " soft spot for a sure winner," as he expressed him- self, and he said we could advertise the happening in ad- vance with small chance of going wrong. This we pro- ceeded to do. Money poured in by telegraph from distant cities for the " good thing " on Saturday. Our advertisement on the Thursday previous to the race read like this : The Hog- Killing of the Year Will Come Off at Sheepshead Bay- On Saturday, at 4 O'clock. Be Sure to Have a Bet Down. Telegraph Us $5 for the Information One of our constant patrons resided in Louisville. He was among the first to whom we telegraphed the informa- tion on Saturday morning. The race was run and the horse lost. About 4 :30 p. m. we received a dispatch from our Louisville customer, reading as follows : " The hog-kill- ing came off on schedule time — here in Louisville. I was the hog." Another message from a pool room habitue reached us, reading : " Good game. Have sent for more money." We were often in receipt of messages of similar charac- 28 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY ter on occasions when our selections failed to win and our customers lost their money; but these communications were generally in good spirit. On one occasion we had what we believed to be first- hand information regarding a horse which was being pre- pared for a big betting coup by Dave Gideon, one of the cleverest horsemen in the country. roUowing our cus- tomary method of using vividly glowing advertisements, with the blackest and heaviest gothic type in the print shop, we announced: A GIGANTIC HOG-KILLING We have Inside Infonnation of a Long Shot that Should Win To-morrow at 10 to 1 and Put Half of the Book- makers out of Business. Be Sure to Have a Bet Down on This One. Terms $5. The argument of the advertisement, which appeared beneath these display lines, was couched in the most glow- ing terms, and made it very plain that our information came from a secret source, and, further, that we had spent legitimately a snug sum of money to secure the informa- tion. We also pointed out that the owner was one of the shrewdest betting men on the turf and seldom went astray when he put down a " plunge " bet on one of his own entries. Next day the race was run. The horse did not finish " in the money." The following day we received many letters, as we al- MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 29 ways did when one of our heavily advertised " good things " lost. One of the most unique of these epistles contained a remonstrance from a Philadelphia subscriber. He wrote in this vein : Dear Sir : — You have been advertising for some days that ' you would have a gigantic hog-killing to-day. I was tempted by your advertising bait and fell — and fell heavily with my entire bank roll. My bucolic training should have warned me that " hog-killings " are not customary in the early Spring, but I fell anyway. Permit me to state, having recovered my composure, that Armour or Swift need have no fear of you as a competitor in the pork-sticking line, for far from making a " hog-killing," you did not even crack an egg. Pardon me. Thanks. Good- by. Yours tridy, PRESTIGE RESTOEED BY A CLEEK S BTTSE IN the Summer of the second year of Maxim & Gay's great money-gathering career, the Information Bureau was " out of luck " and the patronage of the Bureau fell away to almost nothing. At this period I was seriously ill and confined to my home. A man in my office decided to take advantage of my absence from the scene to im- prove business a bit on his own hook. It was the habit of our track salesmen, dressed in khaki, to appear at the office at noon every day and receive a bundle of envelopes containing the tips on the races, and then immediately to proceed to the race-track, stand out- side of the gates and vend them at $5 per envelope. One day these men, without theii; knowledge, were sup- plied with envelopes containing blank sheets of paper in- stead of the mimeographed list of tips. When a hand- ful of town customers reached the office, they were in- 30 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY formed that the selections would be late that day and would be on sale at the track only. At about half-past one o'clock the 'phone bell rang, and word came from the track messengers that apparently a mistake had been made, as their envelopes contained blanks. They were being compelled to refund money. They asked what to do. " Wait," they were told. " We will send a messenger immediately with the tips." The messenger never reached the track. There were no tips issued. On that day May J. won at odds of 200 to 1. The next morning, the newspapers contained full-page advertisements announcing that Maxim & Gay had tipped May J. at 200 to 1 as the day's " One Best Bet." It could not have been done without a " come-back " if any tips had been issued. A BOASTFUI/ EACB PLAYER GIVES AID I WAS not present, but I learned as soon as I became convalescent that on the afternoon of the day the ad- vertisement appeared claiming credit for May J. at 200 to 1, the office was thronged with new customers who enrolled for weekly subscriptions at a rate that put new life into the business. A few of the customers expressed some doubt as to whether Maxim & Gay gave out the 200 to 1 shot or not. That afternoon there appeared on the scene a race player who, laying $5 down on the desk, said, " Give me your good things. I played May J. yesterday at 200 to 1 and I am rolling in money." " Where did you buy your information ? " " From your man at the entrance to the track," he an- swered. MY ADVENTUHES with your money 31 "At what time?" he was asked. " A quarter to two," he replied. " Say, young man, there were a lot of people who came in here this morning who said they were not sure we gave out that selection at all. Would you make an affidavit that you bought the information from us ? " "You bet I will!" he said; and thereupon a notary public was called in and the caller swore that he had bought the Maxim & Gay tips at the entrance to the race- track and that they contained May J. at 200 to 1. That affidavit was posted in the office during the re- mainder of the day. When the clerk who performed this stunt was asked for more information as to how he came to secure such an affidavit, he gave absolute assurance that he did not offer the customer the smallest kind of bribe to make it, and that nothing but an innate desire to call himself " on top " had influenced the man to per- jure himself. But I could not tolerate the misleading advertising that had been done as a result of misplaced energy, and the man responsible for it did not remain with the com- pany. rOUTUNE CHANGES HER MOOD AND SMILES AGAIN PECULIARLY enough, the May J. advertisement was followed by a series of brilliant successes for Maxim & Gay in the selection of winners at big odds, and, within a month our net earnings again reached $20,000 per week. Horse owners, horse trainers and society people who fre- quented the club-house at the race-track were our steadi- est patrons. The women particularly were most loyal to our bureau. The wife of a young multi-millionaire of international 32 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY prominence was one of our most ardent followers. She would never think of putting down a bet without first con- sulting Maxim & Gay's selections. On a notable occasion, this lady arrived at the gate of the Morris Park ra6e- traek with her husband, in their automobile, and took the long stroll to the club house. They were a trifle late for the first race; the horses were already going to the post up the Eclipse chute. Suddenly the lady discovered she had forgotten to pur- chase Maxim & Gay's selections. Hastily calling her hus- band, she gave him a sharp berating for not reminding her to buy the selections. They had a short but earnest interview, which was suddenly terminated by the young man doing a sprint of a quarter of a mile down the as- phalt walk from the club-house to the main entrance where the tips were sold by the uniformed employees of Maxim & Gay. Those who witnessed the sprint of the young financier attested to the fact that he never showed as much swift- ness of foot in his early college days ; but even his unusual speed failed to get him back on time toi acquaint his wife with the name of the horse selected by Maxim & Gay for the first race, the race having been run and the Maxim & Gay selection having won. The gentleman thereupon got a curtain lecture from his better half that astonished and amused the society patrons on the club-house balcony. Thereafter, he never forgot to get the Maxim & Gay se- lections. In fact, he made assurance doubly sure by en- gaging the colored attendant in charge of the field- glasses to deliver the selections to him daily immediately upon his arrival at the course. Our popularity with racehorse proprietors was mixed. Among the horse owners with whom we transacted busi- ness was Colonel James E. Pepper, the late noted distiller MY iyaVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 33 and owner of a big breeding farm and a stable of runners. He was an ardent lover of horses, and maintained that his native Kentucky knowledge of thoroughbreds ajSForded him an opportunity to pick probable winners of horse- races better than any of " them faking tipsters." He had great confidence in his judgment for a while. THE KENTUCKY COLONEL FALLS IN LINE AFTER separating himself from much cash, while one of his very intimate friends was " cleaning up " plenty of money on our selections, he finally strolled into our office one morning and sheepishly stated that one of his " fool friends " had asked him to step in and get our " fool selections " for him. We explained that it was against our rule to give out our choices before 12 :30 p. M,, whereat he grew exceedingly wroth. He finally agreed to our conditions, paid his money and was given an order to get the selections at the track-entrance from one of our messengers. Nearly all of our choices won that day. Colonel Pep- per came in the following morning and paid for another subscription, this time for a week's service. We were " in our stride," the majority of our selections winning from day to day, and Colonel Pepper had cause for exultation. On one of these days we divulged, on our racing sheet, the name of a " sleeper " that we were confident would win at 10 to 1, a big betting coup having been planned by that Napoleon of the turf, John Madden. The horse won at big odds, and Colonel Pepper made a " killing " on the information. For the next day, our dockers had spotted another horse that had been got ready by the light of the moon, and we spread it pretty strong in our advertisements that the horse we would name could just fall down, get 34 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY up again and then " roll home alone." The horse did not fall down ; but he won ; he " roUed home alone " by about ten lengths. He belonged to Colonel Pepper. It was anticipated that about 20 to 1 would be laid against this fellow, but on account of our strong tip, he opened at 10 to 1 and was played down to 3 to 1. The book- makers were badly crimped. The next day, as soon as the office opened, Colonel Pepper, hotter under the collar than even his name might indicate, stamped into the outer room. Slamming his cane down on the big mahogany table, he demanded in stentorian tones : " What in the does this business mean? Here I come and subscribe my good money to your fool tips, and you-all are so low-down mean as to give my hoss for the good thing yesterday! What does it mean, suh; what does it mean.? " The use of considerable diplomacy was necessary to calm down the irate Colonel, who had no compunc- tions in winning a big bet on Mr. Madden's " sleep- er," but " it, suh, it is outrageous to treat me so." The Colonel never got over that incident, and while he won a big bet on his own horse, he always claimed that Maxim & Gay had ruined the betting odds for him and that but for the vigilance of our dockers his winnings would have been twice as large. This was true, and time and again we ruined the price for many another owner who thought he was going to get away with something on the sly. Bookmakers as a rule are very much self-satisfied about their knowledge of the mathematics of the game. In order to show them that they didn't know all about it, the Maxim & Gay Company inserted an advertisement one day reading substantially as follows: MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 35 YOU PAY US $5 WE REFUND $6 If the Horse We Name as THE ONE BEST BET To-day Does Not Win, We Will Not Only Refund Our $5 Fee, Which Is Paid Us for the Information, but Will Pay Each Client an EXTRA DOLLAR By Way of Forfeit. Pay Us $5 To-day for Our One Best Bet, and if the Horse Does Not Win We Will Pay You $6 To-morrow. MAXIM & GAY CO. Our receipts that day were approximately $5,000. The horse did not win. We refunded $6,000 next day, and netted a considerable sum of money on the operation. It happened to be a two-horse race. Our horse was at odds of 1 to 6 in the betting, that is to say, the book- makers laid only one dollar against every six bet by the public. The other horse ruled at odds of 5 to 1, mean- ing that here the bookmakers laid five dollars against the public's one. The Maxim & Gay Company sent to the track $1,000 out of the $5,000 paid in by its customers and wagered the $1,000 on the contending horse at odds of 36 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 6 to 1, drawing down $4,000 in winnings. From this money it paid its clients the thousand-dollar forfeit, net- ting $4,000 on the operation, after of course returning to them their own $5,000. Had the 1 to 6 shot won, the clients who had received the winning tip would have been happy, while the Maxim & Gay Company would not have been compelled to refund any money and would have been ahead $4,000 on the operation, the $1,000 wagered and in that event lost in the betting ring on the other horse being subtracted from the $5,000 paid in by its customers. No matter which horse won our gain was sure to be $4,000 and we had here the ideal of a " sure thing." It was a case of " taking candy from a baby " ; and yet many of the wise bookmakers could not at first figure it out. Nearly all of them subscribed for the information. As for the public, they did not seem to catch on at all. BETTING THE PUBLIC S MONET AT GEEAT PEOFIT THE Eastern racing season was about to close and it was decided to remove the entire force of clerks to New Orleans for the Winter and there to depart from the usual practice of selling tips only, and to bet the money of the American public on the horses at the race-track in whatever sums they wished to send. The company employed Sol Lichtenstein, then Lhe most noted bookmaker on the American turf, to bet the money, and made him part of the organization, giving him an interest in the profits. The Maxim & Gay Company at this time had made close to $1,000,000, and recklessly and improvidently I had let it slip through my fingers. It was " easy come and easy go." As I review that period in my career, I MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 37 recall that the whole enterprise appeared to me in the light of an experiment — just trying out an idea, and having a lot of fun doing it. Because of its dazzling suc- cess I became so confident of my ability to make money at any time that I didn't take serious heed whether I ac- cumulated or not. Besides, I had never loved money for money's sake. All the pleasure was in the accom- plishing. The races at New Orleans were advertised' to start on Thanksgiving Day. On the 15th of October I ordered $20,000 worth of display advertising to run in thirty leading newspapers in the United States four days a week, until Thanksgiving. Credit was extended for the bill by one of the oldest advertising agencies In America. The advertisements told the public to send their money to Maxim & Gay, Canal Street, New Orleans. On my arrival there, two days before Thanksgiving, I called at the post-office, and asked if there was any mail for Maxim & Gay. The post-office clerk appeared to be startled. He gazed at me as if he were watching a burglar in the act. His demeanor was almost uncanny. He didn't talk. He didn't even move. He just looked. Finally I asked, " What is the matter? " " Wait a minute," he muttered. He left the window. He did not return. Instead, what appeared to me to be a United States deputy mar- shal ambled up to my side and said, " See here ; the Post- master wants to see you." I was escorted into a secluded chamber in the post- office building, and a few minutes later a post-office official, along with three or four assistants, came into the room. " What's the trouble? " I asked. " You bring us a recommendation as to who you are and what you are and all about yourself before we will 38 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY answer any of your questions as to how much mail there is here for you," the official said. I smiled. The advertising, then, was a success. Having been employed as a newspaper man in New Orleans a few years before, I knew one of the leading lawyers of the city and several bank officials. Within thirty minutes I had lawyer and bank men before the Postmaster, vouching for my identity. Thereupon I was informed that there were 1,650 pieces of registered mail, evidently containing currency, and, in addition, twelve sacks of first-class mail matter, which' contained many money-orders, checks and inquiries. The official said that in the money-order department they had notices of nearly 2,000 money-orders issued on New Orleans for the Maxim & Gay Company. I sent a wagon for the mail, and notwithstanding the fact that a force of four men under me opened the letters and stayed with the job for two days, the task was not completed when the first race was called on Thanksgiv- ing Day. On adding up the receipts, we found a little over $220,000. The meeting continued 100 days, and our total receipts for the whole period were $1,300,000. Maxim & Gay's system of money-making at New Or- leans was as follows : We charged each client $10 per week for the informa- tion. We charged 6 per cent, of the net winnings in addi- tion, and we further contracted to settle with customers only at the closing odds for bets placed, retaining for ourselves the difference between the opening odds and the closing odds. The profit averaged approximately $7,000 a day for 100 days — to us. As a guarantee of good faith, the Maxim & Gay Com- pany agreed with its clients that each day it would de- MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 39 posit in the post-ofSce and mail to them a letter bearing a postmark prior to the hour of the running of the race, naming the horse their money was to be wagered on ; and this was always done. An honest effort, too, was always made to pick a horse that was likely to win, for even a child can see that if we did not intend to bet the money and wanted to pick losers, all we would have had to do was to make book in the betting ring at the race-track and not spend thousands of dollars in advertising for monejr to lay against ourselves. Did we invariably bet the money of our clients on the horse we named.'' Yes, always — except once ! $130,000 IS LOST AND WON IN A DAY THAT incident is not easily forgotten by several. On this day the entry which we selected was one of Dur- nell & Hertz's string. The horse was known to be partial to a dry track. The " dope " said he could not win in heavy going. It was a beautiful sunshiny morning when we selected this horse to win, and at noon the envelopes containing the name of the horse were mailed in the post- office, as usual. Something happened. Half an hour before the race was run it began to rain in torrents and the track became a sea of mud. Durnell & Hertz, realizing that they were tempting fate to ex- pect their horse to win under such conditions, appeared in the judges' stand and asked permission to scratch their entry. The judges refused. I asked Sol Lichtenstein, who had the wagering of our client's money in charge, what he proposed to do about betting on the horse under the changed conditions. He exclaimed, " Bet.? Do you want to burn up the money? " 40 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY " Well, if he wins," I replied, " we will have to pay, because if he wins and you don't bet and we say we changed the selection on account of the rainstorm, they will not believe us and we will have trouble." " Very well," he said. " You bet my book all the money, and we will, for the first time, book against our own choice. It's fair, because we must pay if we lose, and there is no way out of it. But don't burn up that money." I agreed. The opening odds against the horse were 2 to 1. Had it been a di'y track, he would have opened a hot favorite at 4 to 5 or so. Slowly the odds lengthened to 10 to 1, which was the ruling price at the close. Durnell & Hertz bet on another horse to win. Standing before Sol Lich- tenstein's book, I said: " Thirteen thousand on our selection, Sol." "One hundred and thirty thousand to $13,000," he answered. " Here's your ticket." Sol and I repaired to the press-stand to see the race. Durnell & Hertz's entry got off in the lead. At the quarter he was in front by two lengths. At the half the gap of daylight was five lengths. At the turn into the stretch the horse was leading by nearly a sixteenth of a mile. Then I heard a noise behind me as if a miniature dynamite bomb had exploded. Sol's heavy field-glasses had dropped to the floor. Sol did not wait to see the finish. The horse won in a gallop. At the office of Maxim & Gay accounts were figured and checks signed for the full amount of our obligations, and they were immediately mailed to all subscribers. At midnight I met Sol in the lobby of the St. Charles Hotel. He looked worn. *' I guess that will hold us ! " he moaned. MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 41 " Hold us ? " I answered. " Nothing better ever hap- pened. It'll make us ! " " You poor nut ! " he exclaimed. " Lose $130,000 in a day and it will make you ! Stop your noise ! " " Listen ! " I rejoined. " At an expense of $3,000 for toUs I have telegraphed a full-page add to fifty leading city newspapers, telling the public that we tipped this horse to-day at 10 to 1 and that we mailed checks to our customers to-night for $130,000. The gain we will reap in prestige and fresh business wiU repay our loss on the horse." The next day the Western Union Telegraph Company found it necessary to assign three cashiers to the work of issuing checks to the Maxim & Gay Company for money telegraphed by new customers. Some individual remittances were as high as $2,000. The money tele- graphed us amounted to about $150,000, and within ten days eighty per cent, of our own dividend checks were re- turned to us by our customers, indorsed back to us with instructions to double their bets, and within two weeks we were able to figure that in the neighborhood of $375,- 000 was sent us as a result. A DISASTEOUS NEWSPAPEB, WINDUP DURING the progress of the New Orleans meeting, I purchased a controlling interest in the New York Daily America — a newspaper patterned after the Morn- ing Telegraph — from a group of members of the Metro- politan Turf Association, who had sunk about $75,000 in the enterprise. The Morning TelegrapTi was in the hands of a receiver. I calculated that, by transferring the Maxim & Gay advertisements from the Morning Tele- graph, to the Daily America, I could make the Daily America pay and force the Morning Telegraph out of 43 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY the field. Later, the late William C. Whitney, who was a shining light on the turf as well as in finance, was in- duced to purchase the Morning Telegraph. Then trouble began to brew for me. One morning I was summoned to the offices of August Belmont on Nassau Street. " For the good of the turf, you must omit your Maxim & Gay advertisements from the Daily America and other newspapers hereafter," declared Mr. Belmont on my en- tering his room. "Why?" asked I. " They flagrantly call attention to betting on the races," he replied. " But you allow betting at the tracks." " Yes," he replied, " but public sentiment is beginning to be aroused against betting, and an attack is bound to result." It occurred to me that at that very time Mr. Whitney was engaged in disposing of his stock in various traction enterprises in New York to Mr. Belmont and his syndi- cate, and that in all probability Mr. Whitney had sought the assistance of Mr. Belmont to put the Daily America out of business in this way. It was apparent that the Daily America would lose money fast without the Maxim & Gay advertising. Maxim & Gay, too, would practically be compelled to close up shop if it could not advertise. I promised to consider. Returning to the Daily America office, I decided to pay no attention to Mr. Belmont's request, having become con- vinced that it was conceived in the interest of the Morn- ing Telegraph. A few days later I was again summoned over the 'phone to Mr. Belmont's office. When I was ushered into Mr. Belmont's presence he said: MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 43 " If you don't quit advertising the Maxim & Gay Com- pany in the Daily America, I will see William Travers Jerome, and he will stop you." Mr. Jerome was then District Attorney, and the idea of doing anything that Mr. Jerome considered illegal appalled me. " If Mr. Jerome sends word to me that the Maxim & Gay advertising is illegal, I will discontinue it," I said. I did not hear from Mr. Jerome, and so went on with the advertising. Within a few weeks the Washington race meeting opened at Bennings. When the Maxim & Gay staff reached there, we were all infoi-med that the Postoffice department was about to begin an investigation into our business affairs, and all of our staff voluntarily appeared before the inspectors and underwent an examination. Our books were also submitted. This investigation, com- ing on the heels of Mr. Belmont's threat, convinced me that the influence of Mr. Belmont and Mr. Whitney reached all the way to Washington, and I concluded that if I did not discontinue the Maxim & Gay advertising in the Daily America, and then, of course, discontinue the Daily America, they would make serious trouble. So I hung out the white flag. I announced my retirement from the Maxim & Gay Company and offered to sell my news- paper to Mr. Whitney. My exchequer was low. Nearly every dollar I had made in the Maxim & Gay enterprise had been lost by me in plunging on the races myself. During the following week Mr. Whitney received me at his palatial home on Fifth Avenue just after his breakfast hour. He interviewed me for about an hour, obtained my price on the paper, which was what I had put into it, namely $60,000, and promised to cable to Colonel Harvey, 44. MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY then, as now, the distinguished editor of the Harper pub- lications, who was in Paris, asking his advice, saying that Colonel Harvey advised him in all newspaper matters. I did not hear from Mr. Whitney again; but I did dis- cover that my business manager was in close communica- tion with Mr. Whitney and that the state of my financial condition every evening was being religiously reported to him. A few weeks later I was compelled to put the paper in the hands of a receiver, and a representative of Mr. Whit- ney bought it for $6,500, or about 10 cents on the dol- lar, and put it to sleep, leaving the field to the Morning Telegraph. From that moment the Morning Telegraph, which for a short period had been refusing all tipster ad- vertising, resumed the acceptance of such business and has continued that policy up to this day. A year after I retired from Maxim & Gay, Attorney- General Knox decided that racehorse tipping is an offense against the old lottery law, and those who now advertise tips instruct that no money be sent by mail. Having lost the Daily America and having " blown " the Maxim & Gay Company, I was again broke. But my credit was good, particularly among race-track book- makers. That Summer, 1904, I became a race-track plunger, first on borrowed money and then on my win- nings. By June I had accumulated $100,000. In July I was nearly broke again. In August I was flush once more, having recouped to the extent of about $50,000. Early in September I went overboard; that is to say, I quit the track losing all the cash I had and owing about $8,000 to a friendly bookmaker. Disgusted with myself, I longed for a change of at- mosphere. I stayed around New York a few days, when the yearning to cut away from my moorings and to rid MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 45 myself of the fever to gamble became overpowering. I bought a railroad ticket for California and, with $200 in my clothes, traveled to a ranch within fifty miles of San Francisco, where I hoed potatoes, and did other manual labor calculated to cure race-trackitis. In less than six weeks I felt myself a new man, and decided to stick to the simple life forevermore — away from race-tracks and other forms of gambling. But I didn't. CHAPTER II MiNiifG Finance at Goldfeeld I HAD never visited San Francisco. Being close to the city of the Golden Gate — within fifty miles — I decided to " take a look." So one evening, in the late Fall of 1904, 1 packed my grip and within two hours was comfortably housed in the old Palace Hotel. The first man I met on entering the lobby was W. J. Arkell, formerly one of the owners of Frank Leslie's WeeMy and of Judge. " Hello, Bill ! " I exclaimed. " What are you doing here?" " Same as you," he answered. " Morse trimmed me in American Ice, and I'm broke. I am in hock to the hotel. They think I am worth $2,000,000. I haven't 20 cents." During the evening we consoled each other over a series of silver gin fizzes, several of which Arkell paid for with the stub of a pencil. My companion promulgated a scheme for the quick putting on their feet of two East- ern rovers adrift in the big Coast city, and that night there was formed the W. J. ArkeU Advertising Agency. Then the horse-tipping firm of " Jack Hornaday " was established. I declared that I preferred to have little to do with it except to show " Willie " how it had been done in New York by Maxim & Gay. " I will do it for you. Bill," I said ; " but no more for me — I've had enough." " Jack Hornaday " advertisements appeared daily in all the San Francisco papers. Capable dockers and handicappers were hired and some excellent information was obtained. Race-goers got a run for their money. 46 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 47 But something happened. The race-track trust, which enjoyed a big pull in the San Francisco Examiner ofBce, soon realized that somebody outside of the inner circle was getting the public's money, and every day that " Jack Hornaday " tipped a loser the Examiner carried on its sporting page a notice to the effect that " Jack Horna- day's " tip had resulted very disastrously to his clients. A PARTNERSHIP OF PURE NERVE " TACK HORNADAY" discontinued business. •J I began to like San Francisco and the Coast. Being thrown among Arkell's associates in the Palace Hotel lobby, from time to time I naturally heard a great deal of talk about the new Nevada mining camp of Tono- pah. " Rice," said Arkell one evening, " come with me up to Tonopah and be my press agent. We will get hold of a mining property up there, promote a company and make a barrel of money." " What do you know about mines ? " I asked. " Well, I've lost enough in 'em to know a great deal," he answered. " I don't know a mine from a hole In the ground, and I know nothing about the stock-brokerage business ; so I don't see how I can be of any assistance," I said. " Don't let that bother you," he replied. " I'll show you how. You come with me." " I will go on one condition," I said. " I am in for half on anything you do." We shook hands and it was a bargain. We went to the depot. I had a trifle less than $150 in my pocket. Arkell had $75. " Suppose we get stranded out there, what will hap- pen ? " I propounded. 48 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY " Oh, forget it ! " he answered. " How can a couple of Easterners like us, wide awake and with phosphorus brains, get stranded in a place where they dig silver and gold out of the ground? " We journeyed to Tonopah — a thirty-six-hour ride. The altitude is 6,000 feet, and it was cold, nasty, pene- trating Winter weather. During the last hundred mUes of our journey across the mountainous desert we looked out of the car window and saw trainload after trainload of what was said to be ore coming from the opposite di- rection, and we decided that Tonopah was a sure-enough mining camp and that some of the sensational stories about bonanza mines that we had heard were really true. BUCKING THE TIGEE ON THE DESEET ARRIVING in Tonopah after dusk, we sought hotel ac- commodations. The best we could get was a bed in a forbidding looking one-story annex, walled with un- dressed pine and roofed with tarpaulin. It was located 100 feet to the rear of tTie hotel, which was already crowded with miners and soldiers of fortune drawn from all quarters of the world by the mining excitement. Its aspect was so inhospitable that Arkell and I decided not to retire for a little while. We gravitated out toward the barroom, where the click of the roulette wheel caught our ears. We sat down to watch the game. Soon we were buy- ing stacks of checks and ourselves bucking the tiger ex- citedly. In an hour the remnants of my $150 passed to the ownership of the man behind the game, and Arkell had put his last two-bit piece on the black and lost. I looked at him. He looked at me. " Umph ! " he grunted. " Better hit the feathers ! " Meekly I followed him to the annex. When we got MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 49 under the soiled gray woolen blankets, I remarked : " I've got a cane and an umbrella and three suits of clothes. Do you think we can sell them in the morning for enough to provide breakfast money? " " Oh, come off ! " exclaimed my partner, " Wait till I present my card around this burg in the morning ; then we will get all the breakfast we want." We awoke hungry, as all men have a habit of doing when they are broke, " I am going over to the Montana-Tonopah Mining Company's office," said Arkell. " A mining engineer by the name of Malcom Macdonald makes his headquarters over there and he wants to seU some mining properties at Goldfield and in other parts of the State for about three million dollars." " Three millions ! " I exclaimed. " Yes," said Arkell, " I'll get the facts and wire them to my friend Joe Hoadley in New York." " Say, Bill," I remonstrated, " they have a privately- owned jerkline telegraph in this town, and if you send any ' phony ' telegrams over the wire, they'll be on to you. So don't do any of that kind of business." " Nothing of the kind ! " replied he promptly. " Any message I send to Hoadley he'll answer." " I guess you have it fixed on the other end," I re- marked. He laughed. We strolled over to the State Bank and Trust Com- pany building, across the street, and there met Malcolm Macdonald, a mining engineer from Butte, Montana, and his friend, Mr. Dunlap, who was at the time secretary of the Montana-Tonopah Mining Company. The conver- sation was not more than five minutes old when Arkell suggested that he would like to eat breakfast, but " didn't want any restaurants in his," intimating that he would 60 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY like to have some good, old-fashioned home cooking. Mr. Dunlap remarked modestly that the camp was too young to boast of much home cooking, but that if we would be his guests he would guarantee to make arrangements for some special cooking at the Palace restaurant. BIDDING $3,000,000 WHEN BUOKE AFTER breakfast, which consisted of mountain trout, the flavor of which was more delicious than any- thing I had tasted in many years — probably be- cause of the artificial hunger which an empty purse had created — we returned to the office of the bank. There Arkell explained to Mr. Macdonald that he wanted " a big mining proposition or nothing." He said he repre- sented big Eastern capital and that he was prepared , to pay from one to three millions for the right kind of property. Mr. Macdonald named some mines and pros- pects which he said he was willing to sacrifice for $3,- 000,000. One of them was the Simmerone, of Goldfield, which Mr. Macdonald off'ered for $1,000,000. We afterward learned that he had paid $32,000 for it. At that time there was a six-foot hole in the ground, and the whole property contained less than five acres. A stockade had been built around the workings on account of the ex- treme richness of the ore that had been opened at grass- roots. Mr. Macdonald also offered for sale a lead property at Reveille and a lead-silver property at Tybo, both sit- uated about 70 to 100 miles from a railroad. (Later these properties, along with some others, were promoted by Charles Minzesheimer & Company, a New York Stock Exchange house, as the Nevada Smelters & Mines Com- pany and passed on to the public at a valuation of $5,- MY ADVENTfURES WITH YOUR MONEY 51 000,000. The market value of the entire capitalization of this company is now less than $10,000.) These " mines " were to be put into the deal at $1,000,000 each. MIIillONS IN THE VISTA HELD NO CHAEMS ARKELL wrote a dispatch to the East in the presence of our newly-made friends, describing the offering. Then he and I held a consultation, and he vouchsafed the information that we would certainly get a free automo- bile ride to Goldfield and have a chance to see there the new boom mining camp. I got " cold feet." Arkell's talk of visionary millions in that bleak environment of snow-clad desert aivid wind- swept mountain didn't enthuse me at all. I protested against the proposed trip to Goldfield, and insisted that I should be allowed to telegraph to relatives for money with which to return to the Coast. But Arkell persisted. He declared that the expense of the trip to Goldfield and back to Tonopah would be borne by the vendors of the mines and that our return trip to San Francisco would be delayed only one day. I left my grip, umbrella and cane in Tonopah, intending to return the same evening, and boarded the automobile for Goldfield. Arrived in Goldfield, we were escorted to the Simraerone. Arkell appeared to be very much impressed, although he remarked to me a few minutes later that he would not give $34< for the whole layout. And therein he was wise. The Simmerone was later capitalized for 1,000,000 shares, each share of a par value of $1, ballooned on the San- Francisco and Goldfield stock exchanges to $1.65 a share, and then allowed to recede to nothing bid, one cent per share asked. The rich ore " petered out." There was an indefinable something in the atmosphere 63 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY of Goldfield ■ — a new, budding mining camp, at an alti- tude of 5,000 feet and on the frontier — that stirred me, and I decided to stay awhile. Arkell determined that he would go back to Tonopah and get an option on the control of a mining company known as the Tonopah Home, which Mr. Dunlap had men- tioned to him in the automobile en route to Goldfield. He said he would then go to San Francisco to promote it. The reason why he decided to handle the Tonopah Home, I afterward discovered, was that it was already incorporated and stock certificates had been printed, thereby eliminating the delay and expense incident to pre- paring something for the immediate consumption of, the San Erancisco public. " How am I going to subsist here for a few days until I can begin to make a living ? " I asked Arkell. " How am I going to get back to Tonopah and from there to San Francisco ? " Arkell asked me. At that moment we stood in front of the Goldfield Bank and Trust Company's building — a tin bank literally as well as figuratively. It was constructed of corrugated iron and tin. A few months later, when the bank went up the flume, the cash balance found in the safe aggre- gated 80 cents. " You take me into this bank and introduce me and I will cash a check,'' he said. "A check on what.?" I asked. " On my bank in Canajoharie, New York," he said. " I was born and brought up there, and they wouldn't let one of my checks go to protest. Besides, I can get back to 'Frisco and protect it by telegraph, if necessary, before it reaches Canajoharie." We entered the bank. I introduced myself to the cash- ier as an Eastern newspaper man, and then introduced MY ADVENTIIRES WITH YOUR MONEY 53 W. J. Arkell as the former publisher of Leslie's Weekly, Judge, and so on. After a brief parley, Arkell exchanged his paper for real money to the amount of $50. On leaving the bank, I said: " Now, Bill, come across ! I'm flat broke, on the desert." He handed me $15. I was satisfied, because he needed all of the $35 to get back to civilization. " HTTMAN INTEREST " VERSUS TECHNICAL MINING AFTER Arkell's departure for Tonopah I went to the office of the Goldfield News and asked for a job. I got it, at $10 a day. My first assignment was to inter- view an old miner named Tom Jaggers. I wrote what I considered a first-class human-interest story, and handed it to the owner and editor, " Jimmy " O'Brien. He thought it was fair writing, but not the sort of matter the Goldfield News wanted. It wanted technical mining stuff. Of course I didn't know a winze from a windlass, nor a shaft from a stope, and some of the weird yarns I handed in about mine developments certainly did make Mr. O'Brien jump sideways at times. Within a week I was discharged for incompetency. I was not at aU appalled at losing my job on the Gold- field News. I had begun to like the life and was con- vinced there were some real gold mines in the camp. I was a tenderfoot and knew little or nothing about the mining business, but the visible aspect of shipment upon shipment of high-grade ore leaving the samp by mule- team was convincing. What probably impressed me most was the evident sincerity of the trail-blazers who had been on the ground since the day the camp was born. These men had suffered all kinds of hardships to hold their ground and make a go of the camp which, when dis- 54> MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY covered, was situated 100 miles from a railroad station and at least 25 miles from a known water-supply. Tradi- tion said that men had died of thirst on the very spot where Goldfield was now adding daily to the world's wealth. My environment became an inspiration. There were a few penny-mining-stock brokerage firms doing business with the outside world, and the idea of starting an advertising agency appealed to me strongly. Here was an opportunity for the great American spec- ulating public to take " a flyer " on something much more tangible and lasting than a horse-race, I determined. Failing to locate a furniture store I ordered a long, rough, pine board table made by a carpenter, rented desk- room from the Goldfield Bank and Trust Company right in front of the cashier's counter, and secured the services of an expert male stenographer from Cripple Creek. The Goldfield-Tonopah Advertising Agency was born. BEGINNING THE ADVERTISING BUSINESS THE idea of applying to the American Newspaper Publishers' Association for recognition did not oc- cur to me. I did not know that such was the prac- tise of agents. I did believe, however, from my ad-writ- ing experience with the Maxim & Gay Company, in New York, that I could write money-getting advertising copy. Further, my experience in making contracts with adver- tising agents for the publication of Maxim & Gay's ad- vertising in the newspapers throughout the land had, it seemed, conveyed to me suflScient information regarding that end of the business to fortify me in my new field. Next morning I entered the ofl5ce of the Mims-Sutro Company, a newly established brokerage firm, and urged advertising. " We are already spending about $100 a month," said the manager. MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 55 " One hundred dollars a month ! " I exclaimed. " Why, you ought to be spending that much every hour ! " At first they thought me a fanatic on the subject, but within a fortnight I succeeded in inducing them to spend $1,000 in a single day for advertising. It was not, how- ever, until after I had shown them how to follow up their correspondence successfully that they began to believe in me. I wired to nearly all of the important city news- papers throughout the country for rates. After obtain- ing their replies I decided to spend $500 in the Chicago Sunday American, and $600 in the San Erancisco Ex- aminer in one issue. I forwarded the copy with the money, and it appeared promptly. The results were good — so good, indeed, that within two months the Mims-Sutro Company was spending at the rate of from $5,000 to $10,- 000 a week for advertising, and my commissions amounted to thousands. My contracts with the advertisers required them to pay me one-time rates, and my contracts with the publishers permitted me to send in copy at long-time rates, and the profit was about 45 per cent. And inasmuch as I al- ways sent cash with the order, my copy was in great de- mand. Indeed, my agency was fairly inundated day after day with blank contracts from newspapers all over the country, the managers of which were clamoring for the Goldfield business. In addition to the Mims-Sutro ac- count, I soon had many others ; in fact, I had all the others. Within six months after my arrival in Goldfield my agency netted me $65,000. SOME ADVERTISING THAT PAID MY second best customer was January Jones, the noted Welsh miner, and later, when the corporation of Pat- rick, Elliott & Camp swung into business as promoter, I 56 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY placed its advertising. I held it, too, until the death of C. H. Eliott, when the control of that firm fell into other hands and it ultimately went out of business. In the course of three years my advertising agency inserted in the neighborhood of $1,000,000 worth of advertising in the newspapers of the United States, chiefly those of the big cities, and all of the advertising made money. It simply had to make money, because the brokers who did the advertising had little or nothing to begin operations with except the mines, and the mines were not their prop- erty. The most remarkable feature of that advertising cam- paign to me was that I had never been a stock-broker, had never been a mine-promoter, and had never been in a mining camp before ; but still, despite my utter lack of knowledge, to begin with, of the technical end of the business, my advertisements pulled in the dollars. I was an enthusiast. I believed in the merits of the camp, and my enthusiasm undoubtedly carried itself to the readers of my advertisements. But the quality of the advertising copy did not entirely explain my success in bringing the money into Goldfield. The stock offerings undoubtedly struck a popular chord. Tens of thousands of people who for years had been imbibing the daily finan- cial chronicles of the newspapers, but whose incomes were not sufficient to permit them to indulge in stock-market speculation in rails and industrials, found in cheap min- ing stocks the thing they were looking for — an oppor- tunity for those with limited capital to give full play to their gambling, or speculative, instinct. Time and again promotions were almost completely subscribed by telegraph in advance of mail responses reaching Goldfield; and it frequently needed but the publication of a half-page advertisement in 40 or 60 big MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 67 city newspapers, of a Sunday, to bring to Goldfield by wire before Monday night sufficient reservations to guar- antee oversubscription in a few days. It was easy to give full play to my penchant for experi- menting, in the evolution of mining-stock promotion in Goldfield. The old system, and the one which recently has enjoyed much vogue among financial advertisers, was the endeavor first to get names of investors rather than immediate results from the advertisements, and to follow them up by correspondence. In spending the first $1,000 appropriated for advertising from Goldfield, I split the money between two newspapers on one day. I constructed large display advertisements and appealed for direct, quick replies. This succeeded. BUILDING GOLD MINES WITH PUBLICITY A LITTLE later I organized a news bureau as an ad- junct of the advertising agency. It is acknowledged that this news bureau accom- plished much for Nevada. As a matter of fact, it is gen- erally conceded by Goldfield pioneers and by mining-stock brokers throughout the country that the news bureau was directly responsible for bringing into the State of Nevada tens of millions of dollars for investment, and was indirectly responsible for the opening up of the Mo- hawk and other great gold mines of the Goldfield camp and of the State. The prospectors who located Goldfield were without means. George Wingfield, the man who is now president of the merged Goldfield Consolidated, came into the min- ing camps with only $150. No funds of consequence were available from home sources. The money that later made Goldfield the " greatest gold camp on earth " came from 58 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY the outside, and the news bureau secured it by focusing the attention of the American public on the great specula- tive possibilities of investments in the raining securities and leases of the camp. One of the leases, known as the Hayes-Monnette, operated with Chicago money, afterward opened up the great Mohawk ore deposit at a period when there was no money in the treasury of the Mohawk Mining Company to do its own development work. And there are scores of other instances which bear me out. I was head of the news bureau, and the news bureau was Nevada's publicity agent. I have always considered my work in this direction in the light of an achievement. No one contributed a dollar to the news bureau except myself. HAia-EAISING STORIES FOE DISTANT EEADEES THAT news bureau, with its headquarters on the desert, at a time when water was commanding $4 a barrel in Goldfield and coal could not be obtained in the camp for love or money, was operated with as much calculating judgment as it could have been were it subsidized by the most powerful interests in America. Human-interest stories that were written around the camp, its mines and its men, were turned out every day by competent news- paper men. These were forwarded to the daily news- papers in the big cities of the East and West for publica- tion in the news columns. Most of the stories were accepted and published. When- ever hesitancy was observed, publishers were tempted by the news bureau with large advertising copy to continue to give the camp publicity. Of such great assistance in arousing public interest did I find this work that noted magazinists like James Hop- MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 59 per were imported to camp and pressed into service by the news bureau to write readable stories. At times, when public interest appeared to lag, the wires were used by the camp's newspaper correspondents to obtain pub- licity for all kinds of sensational happenings that were common on the desert. Reports of gold discoveries, high play at gambling-tables, shooting affrays, gamblers' feuds, stampedes, hold-ups, narrow escapes, murders, and so forth, were used to rouse the public's attention to the fact that a mining camp called Goldfield was on the hori- zon. I felt confident that the speculating public was going to make a great big " killing " in Goldfield. Tonopah, twenty-six miles to the north, was making good in a wonderful way. It had already enriched Philadelphia investors to the extent of millions. I could see no rea- son why Goldfield should not at least duplicate the history of Tonopah. Never in my life had I lived in an environ- ment that inspirited me as this one. The visages of those around me were, as a rule, roughly hewn; the fea- tures of many were marked with all the blemishes that had been put upon them by time, by sleepless nights, by anxiety and by contact with the elements; but courage, sincerity and honesty of purpose were written in every line of their faces. I became imbued with the idea that investors who put their money into Goldfield stocks were not only going to get an honest run for their money, in that the mines were going to be developed and many would make good, but that the opportunity for money-making, if embraced by the public at that time, would earn a great reputation for the man who educated the public to a full understanding of the situation. 60 MY ADVENTUHES WITH YOUR MONEY THE MERCUEY OP SPECULATION MINING-STOCK speculators and investors at a dis- tance who responded to the red-hot publicity cam- paign which marked those early days of Goldfield rolled up enormous profits, and I made no mistake. Ter- rific losses came eighteen months later, as a result of a madness of mining-stock speculation which followed on the heels of the great Mohawk boom and the merger of various Goldfield producers into a $36,000,000 corpora- tion. This was taken advantage of by " wild-catters " in every big city of the country, and the public was fleeced to a finish. But of this more and a plenty later. In those early days my agency advertised Goldfield Laguna at 15 cents per share in order to finance the com- pany for mine operations. Within a year thereafter Goldfield Laguna sold at $2 a share on the San Francisco Stock Exchange, and was absorbed by the Goldfield Con- solidated at that figure. And there were many others which duplicated or exceeded the performance of Laguna. At the time of which I tell, when Laguna was pro- moted at 15 cents, Goldfield was about a year old. A population of about 1,500 had gathered there from all sections of the country. There were mining ex- perts from Salt Lake, San Francisco and Colorado, and miners from every part of the Western mining empii-e; saloon-keepers from Alaska and Mexico; real-estate brokers from practically every Western State and a scattering of " tin-horns." It was about as motley a gathering as one could find anywhere in the world, but compositely they were a sturdy lot. The camp was enjoying its maiden boom. In sixty days real-estate values had jumped from $25 for a lot on Main Street to $5,500. Roughly constructed busi- MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 61 ness houses banked the main thoroughfare for two or three blocks. The heavy traffic incident to hauling in supplies from Tonopah had ground the dirt of the street into an impalpable mass of dust to the depth of fifteen inches, and the unchecked winds of the desert, sweeping from the Sierra Nevadas to the high uplifts east of Gold- field, whipped the dust into blinding clouds that daily made life almost unendurable. Practically the entire population was housed in tents that dotted the foothills. At night-time these presented the appearance of an army encampment. Provisions were scarce and barely met the requirements. The prin- cipal eating-place was the Mocha Cafe, which consisted of a 14 by 18 tent with an earthen floor and a roughly constructed lunch-counter. Here men stood in line for hours, waiting to pay a dollar for a dirty cup of coffee, a small piece of salty ham and two eggs that had long' survived the hens that laid them. The popular rendezvous was the Northern saloon and gambling house, owned and managed by " Tex " Rickard and associates. Here fully seventy-five per cent, of the camp's male population gathered nightly and played faro, roulette and stud-poker, talked mines and mining, sold properties, and shielded themselves from the blasts that came with piercing intensity from the snow-capped peaks of the Sierras. The brokers of the camp gathered every night in the Northern and held informal sessions, frequently trading to the extent of 30,000 or 40,000 shares of the more active stocks. The mining stocks which were advertised through my agency in those early Goldfield days were generally of the 10, 20 and 30-cent per share variety. The incor- porators of the companies were enthusiastic on the point of 62 MY ADVENTUKES WITH YOUR MONEY their " prospect " making good, but I argued to myself that if the chances of any mining prospect of this char- acter proving to be a mine were only about one in 25 or one in 50, and my agency advertised 25 or 50 companies of the average quality, and one of them made good in a handsome way, he who purchased an equal number of shares in each would at least " break even " with the profits from the one winner. Later this principle was " knocked into a cocked hat " for conservatism by Mohawk of Goldfield advancing from 10 cents to $20 a share, proving that if Mohawk had been one among 50 companies, the shares of which were purchased by an investor at 10 cents, he would have gained handsomely. Early purchasers of Mohawk gathered 200 to 1 for their money, many times more than could usually be won on a long shot at the horse-races, and not so very much less than was formerly won by lucky prize-winners in the Louisiana Lottery. And Mohawk wa^s only one of a dozen of the early ones which advanced in price on the exchanges and curb markets more than 1,000 per cent. At this early stage in Goldfield, " wild-catting " was not indulged in from the camp, unless this long-shot gam- bling in shares of " prospects " can by a grave stretch of imagination be termed such, the promoter-brokers be- ing able to offer stocks of close-in properties. Among the prizes were Red Top, which advanced within two years thereafter from 8 cents to $5.60 per share ; Daisy, which sky-rocketed from 10 cents to $6; Goldfield Min- ing, which soared from 10 cents to $2 ; Jumbo, which improved from 50 cents to $5; Jumbo Extension, which rose from 15 cents to above $3 ; Great Bend, which jumped from 20 cents to around $2.50; Silver Pick, which moved up from 10 cents to $2.65; Atlanta, which was promoted at 10 and 15 cents and sold up to $1.25; Ke- MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 63 ■wanas, which was lifted from 25 cents to $2.25, and others. " Wild-catting " in a small way was prosecuted in Goldfield's fair name even in those days, with Denver as the headquarters of the swindlers. Eighteen months later, when the Mohawk mine of Gold- field was in the midst of its greatest half-year of pro- duction, at the rate of $1,000,000 a month, and the con- solidation of the important mining companies of the camp was in progress, " wild-catting " became general from office buildings in the large cities. There were more than 2000 companies incorporated during this last period, not one of which made good, and the public lost from $150,- 000,000 to $200,000,000 as the result of this operation alone. Fully $150,000,000 more was lost by the balloon- ing to levels unwarranted by mine showings of listed Gold- field stocks on the New York Curb and the San Fran- cisco Stock Exchange, at the same time. But I am ahead of my story. It was late in the Spring of 1905. I had been at work in Goldfield more than six months, and my campaign of publicity was beginning to gather momentum. The mines, however, were not at the moment keeping lively pace. The Mohawk was yet undiscovered. THE BIETH OF BULLFEOG AT this juncture the new mining camp of Bullfrog, 65 miles south of Goldfield, was born. My publicity facilities were sought by owners of properties in Bullfrog " to put the camp on the map." C. H. Elliott, a Goldfield pioneer, put an automobile at the disposal of myself and my stenographer, and we de- parted for Bullfrog. Elliott and his associates had 64 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY staked out a townsite which they called Rhyolite. I was presented with seven corner lots on' my arrival, to help along my enthusiasm. There, on the saloon floor of a gambling house, which was the chief place of resort in the camp, I met for the first time George Wingfield, then the principal owner of the Tonopah Club at Tonopah, a gambling house which had lifted him from the impecunious tin-horn gambler class to the millionaire division ; United States Senator George S. Nixon,* his partner; T. L. Oddie, later elected Governor of Nevada; Sherwood Aldrich, now one of the principal owners of the Chino and Ray Consolidated mines, and worth millions, and others who have since accumulated great riches. They were on the ground and buying properties. Mr. Aldrich purchased the controlling interest in the Tramps Consolidated for about $150,000. It was incorporated for 2,000,000 shares of a par value of $1 each, a year later boomed to $3 a share on the New York Curb, and is now selling at 3 cents, without ever having paid a divi- dend. Mr. Elliott had a large stock interest in the Amethyst mine and the National Bank mine, which were capitalized for 1,000,000 shares respectively, and he presented me with 10,000 shares of stock in each. He and his partner sold the control of the Amethyst to Malcolm Macdonald of Tonopah. Later, when Amethyst's neighbor, Mont- gomery-Shoshone, was selling at $20 per share, the mar- *0n the death of Mr. Nixon in WasWagton, D. C, in June, 1912. Mr. Wingfield was appointed his Successor as U. S. Senator by Governor Oddie. Mr. Wingfleld's Goldfield newspaper felici- tated its owner and pronounced the appointment to be logical and deserved. Mr. Wingfield, however, after hearing from Washing- ton as to the manner in which the news of his appointment was received by membirs of the Senate, notified Governor Oddie three weeks later that he must decline the honor. He gave other reasons. MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 65 ket price of Amethyst was pushed up to above $1 a share on the San Francisco Stock Exchange, and I took my profit. The Amethyst has since turned out to be a rank mining failure, as has practically every other property in the camp, not one ever having earned a dividend. The Bullfrog National Bank stock, representing an- other property that looked for a while as if it would make good, I disposed of on the San Francisco Stock Exchange at 40 cents a share, and I sold the town lots at figures which netted me, in aU, in excess of $20,000 for my one day's trip to Bullfrog. During my stay in Bullfrog I became very much im- pressed with the Montgomery-Shoshone mine. This prop- erty, in fact, was the powerful magnet which attracted everybody to the camp. I was escorted through a tunnel seventy feet long. On each side as I walked were walls of talc. I was told these assayed in places anywhere from $200 to $2,000 a ton. Information was also forthcoming that the width of the ore-body was more than seventy feet. (It afterward turned out that the tunnel had been run along the ore- body and not across it, and that the ore-body was about 10 feet wide.) Some specimen ore was given me to assay, and the returns were staggering, running all the way from $500 to $2,500 a ton. In my enthusiasm I wrote stories about the property for publication which must have induced the reader to believe that when all the riches of that great treasure- house were mined, gold would be demonetized. As a mat- ter of fact, the stories from my news bureauj picturing the riches of that Golconda. are said to have been indirectly responsible for the purchase of control of the property by Charles M. Schwab and his associates. The history of the Montgomery-Shoshone is mournful 66 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY but highly instructive. For purposes of exposition of pitfalls in mining-stock speculation it possesses striking qualifications. Here are the facts: Malcolm Macdonald, mining engineer, acquired a half interest in the mine from Tom Edwards, a Tonopah merchant, for $100,000, on time payments. On the strength of the showing in the 70-foot tunnel an effort was made to sell the control to the Tonopah Mining Com- pany at a profit. It did not succeed. Oscar Adams Turner, of New York and Baltimore, the promoter of the highly successful Tonopah Mining Company, which to date has paid back to the original stockholders $16 for every $1 invested, examined the Montgomery-Sho- shone, and turned it down because the property did not show him any well-defined veins or other marks of per- manency, and the ore-body appeared to him to be only a superficial deposit of no great extent. Many a good " prospect " has been condemned by mining men of the highest standing, and has afterwards made good, particularly in Nevada. Mr. Turner's turn- down did not daunt the owners. ENTEE, CHARLES M. SCHWAB ENGINEER MACDONALD incorporated a company for 1,250,000 shares of the par value of $1 each, to own and operate the mine. Investors were permitted by him to subscribe for small blocks of treasury stock at $2 per share. Shortly afterward Mr. Macdonald and the owner of the other half interest, Bob Montgomery, sold a controlling interest to Mr. Schwab and associates for a sum which has never been made public. Mr. Schwab at once reorganized the company, took in two adjoining properties that were undeveloped, and changed the capi- talization to 500,000 shares of the par value of $5 each. MY ADVENTUHES WITH YOUR MONEY 67 He, in turn, permitted his friends and the public to sub- scribe for the new stock at $15 per share. Later the shares advanced to $22 on the New York Curb. Undoubtedly Mr. Schwab thought well of the propo- sition, for he loaned the company $500,000 to build a re- duction works on the ground. To date the mine has failed to pay for its equipment. Work on the property has been abandoned and the mill has been advertised for sale. The company still owes Mr. Schwab about $^25,000, the net profits on the ore in six years being insufficient to repay his loan to the company. In fact, the enter- prise has proved to be one of the sorriest failures in Nevada. The mine in six years produced $2,000,000 GROSS, and although mine and mill were operated in an economical way, the net proceeds from the ores were insufficient to pay off the Schwab debt. Recently the shares have been nominally quoted at from 2 to 5 cents on the Nem York Curb. The public's loss mounts into millions. Investigation proves to me that Mr. Schwab was merely a mining " come-on " and allowed his enthusiasm to run away with him, but the public suffered just as much as if Mr. Schwab had perpetrated a cold-blooded swindle. I have heard the question propounded by a stockholder, " What possible excuse could a man, with a good busi- ness head like that of Mr. Schwab, have for promoting the Montgomery-Shoshone at a valuation of $15 a share, or $7,500,000 for the property, afterward allowing the stock to be quoted up to $22 a share on the New York Curb, or at a valuation of $11,000,000 for the property, when, as a result of six years of mine operations, the company is practically insolvent.'' " 68 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY An excuse acceptable to mining men might be offered were the Montgomery-Shoshone property situated in a nest of other great mines, intrinsically worth many times the valuation placed on the Montgomery-Shoshone at the time of its promotion. " Prospects " of this variety, according to approved mining experience, are sometimes entitled to appraisement of great prospective value when neighboring mines have demonstrated deep-seated enrich- ment. But there was no such excuse in this case, be- cause the deepest hole in the ground in the entire camp was less than 200 feet at the time the Montgomery-Sho- shone was promoted by Mr. Schwab, and there was not a proved mine in or near the camp. I was present in Reno about three years ago when Mr. Schwab passed through the divorce city en route to California. At that time Montgomery-Shoshone had al- ready cracked in price to around $3 a share, and stories were being published in Nevada that Mr. Schwab had been snubbed by members of an exclusive Pittsburg club for recommending Montgomery-Shoshone for investment. Mr. Schwab, in hurriedly discussing the matter at the railroad station, was quoted to the effect that the prop- erty had been grossly misrepresented to him. This state- ment was widely published in Nevada. Thereupon, Don GiUies, Mr. Schwab's engineer in Nevada, who, with Mal- colm Macdonald, was believed to be Mr. Schwab's mining adviser, telegraphed Mr. Schwab and asked point-blank whether he referred to him. Mr. Schwab answered that he did not. This denial was also given wide publicity. There was only one reasonable corollary, then, and that was that Mr. Schwab referred to Mr. Macdonald. In fine, it appears that Mr. Schwab may have actually purchased the Montgomery-Shoshone on the sole repre- MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 69 sentations of the vendor, the interested party, and may have actually promoted the property on the strength of the unverified representations of the vendor. It might be that the vendor did not misrepresent at all; he may have been too enthusiastic only, and communicated his enthusi- asm to Mr. Schwab. Possibly Mr. Schwab relied on newspaper accounts, and promoted the property on the strength of them. A let- ter from Mr. Schwab, which appears farther on, lends some color to this idea. Even before this time Mr. Schwab had been in the min- ing game at Tonopah. His Tonopah venture was the Tonopah Extension. The control of the Tonopah Ex- tension Mining Company was bought by John McKane, later a member of the English House of Commons, from Thomas Lockhart at 15 cents per share. The capitaliza- tion was 1,000,000 shares. John McKane interested Robert C. Hall, a member of the Pittsburg Stock Ex- change, in the proposition. He, in turn, made a deal with Mr. Schwab. The stock was then sky-rocketed to above $17 a share on the San Francisco and Pittsburg stock exchanges and the New York Curb. Afterward the price was allowed to recede to around 65 cents per share. During the past half-year it has maintained an average quotation of $2.00 per share. Although the market price of the shares at the time Mr. Schwab was believed to own the control was allowed to be advanced to a valuation for the mine of $17,000,000, the company has since failed to pay as much as $1,000,000 in dividends, and a quite recent appraisement by Henry Krumb, a noted engineer, of the net value of the ore in sight in the mine did not place it at so much as $1,000,- 000. The accuracy of this report is disputed, on the ground that the ore-exposures at the time did not permit 70 MY ADVENTUHES WITH YOUR MONEY of fair sampling. This allows for a discrepancy, but hardly of $16,000,000. After Tonopah Extension declined from around $17 a share to below $1.00 a share, it was alleged by Tonopah stockholders that Mr, Schwab and his associates had un- loaded at the top. Mr. Schwab replied that he owned just as much stock after the market collapse as he did when he went into the enterprise. This was met with an allegation by some stockholders that while Mr. Schwab could probably prove that his interest was as large at the later period as it had been at the outset, It did not mean that Mr. Schwab and his confreres had not unloaded at the top and bought back at the bottom. The following letter from Mr. Schwab to Sam C. Dun- ham, formerly U. S. Census Commissioner to Alaska, afterward editor of the Tonopah Miner, and later mining editor of the Mining Financial News of New York when I was managing editor, denies personal guilt, although it leaves the reader free to believe that if Mr. Schwab per- sonally did not unload his stock at high prices, his as- sociates might have done so. CHARLES M. SCHWAB 111 BROADWAY NEW YORK November 1, 1907. Mr. Sam C. Dunham, Editor The Tonopah Miner, Tonopah, Nevada, 'My Dear Mr. Dunham: My attention has been called to your issue of Saturday, October 26, 1907. To such criti- cisms as that issue contained of me, I generally do not reply, as it is useless and only leads to further discussion. But your paper heretofore has been so uniformly kind to me, so fair in MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 71 every respect^ and as I have always regarded you as a friend, our relations having been so pleasant, it makes me feel that I would like to make a short reply to the criticisms mentioned, as showing the consistency of my position. The only thing I criticised about Nevada was the inaccu- racy of statements emanating from Nevada. You seem to at- tack me because of this statement, and the strength of my position is fully confirmed by your article because little, if anything, stated therein is true or accurate. I will take up your statements one by one. You say I bought from John McKane $25,000 worth of stock of the Tonopah Extension Mining Company at 15 cents per share. This is absolutely untrue. You say I bought 100,000 shares of Extension stock from Robert C. Hall at $6 per share, and paid for this stock with paper mill stock. No single part of that statement is correct. I never gave Mr. Hall any paper mill stock, nor did I buy 100,000 shares from him. The amount purchased from him was 60,000 shares. The price which you state I paid him for the stock is not correct, and, as I stated, I gave no paper mill stock in exchange. You say further that at the last annual meeting of Tonopah Extension stockholders, held in Pittsburg last May, it devel- oped that I had disposed of all the stock I purchased from Mr. Hall and over two-thirds of my original holdings of 166,- 000 shares. This is absolutely untrue. I am holding to-day exactly the amount I held after all purchases were made by me, and from the beginning, aggregating some 285,000 shares, and I think if you take the trouble to look up the records you will find my statement in this connection to be true. When I originally bought Extension there was also some stock in my name belonging to others, which I subsequently transferred to them, leaving my own holdings of 285,000 shares where they now remain, intact, in my personal possession. Going on down the article, you say that I purchased control of Shoshone and Polaris for less than $2 per share. This statement of yours is inaccurate. You say I sold a large block 72 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY of Shoshone stock at $20 per share. This is also without any truth whatever. The fact is that 3,000 shares were sold at this figure, $20, and these 3,000 shares came from the treas- ury of the company, all of which you will find a matter of record. It is true that I have loaned the company nearly $500,000 to build the new mill, and I shall be glad to have any other stockholder in the company assume his pro rata share of this amount. You wonder why I criticise statements from Nevada. Respectfully yours, (^Signed) C. M. Schwab The general impression in Nevada, as I have gathered it, is that Mr. Schwab's mining enterprises have been great disappointments to him, but that he did not lose any very large sum of money, and that the public did. His enemies go so far as to allege that he, his brother, and his brother-in-law, Dr. M. R. Ward, made millions out of the public. I have an opinion, and I may be allowed to express it. Mr. Schwab, at the time he became a promoter of Nevada mines, was an expert steelmaker. He knew little or nothing about silver, gold and copper mines. The fact that friends in Philadelphia, who knew as little about the game as he did, had made a fortune in Tonopah (on the advice of a man who did know) should not have influ- enced him. Because the Mizpah mine at Tonopah, pro- moted by Oscar A. Turner as the Tonopah Mining Com- pany, had made good in a phenomenal way, Pennsylvania stockholders had rolled up fabulous profits in the ven- ture. Under this hypnotism Mr. Schwab " fell " for Tonopah Extension. Later, when Tonopah Extension showed a market en- hancement of more than $16,000,000, Mr. Schwab was in MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 73 an ideal frame of mind to succumb to Montgomery-Sho- shone. And when Montgomery-Shoshone in the Bullfrog boom showed a market enhancement of $8,000,000, it did not take much argument to get him into Greenwater, another " bloomer," which is described further on. Market profits were evidently alluring to Mr. Schwab. He failed to realize that his own great name was in large measure responsible for the rise in price of his securities. Sam C. Dunham has informed me that Mr. Schwab told him he refunded to his personal friends in Pittsburg, who subscribed for Montgomery-Shoshone stock on his recommendation, between $2,000,000 and $3,000,000. This ought to be convincing that Mr. Schwab was guilt- less of any intent to profit at the expense of others. Mr. Schwab's lack of caution, however, is instructive to the losing speculator. It furnishes a startling ex- ample of the danger in banking alone on an honored name for the success of an enterprise, and it also drives home the truth of the adage, " Every shoemaker should stick to his last." Incidentally, Mr. Schwab's mining career points an- other moral. It is this : Don't think, Mr. Speculator, because a promoter represents the chances of profit-mak- ing in a mining enterprise to be enormous, and you later find his expectations are not realized, that the promoter is ipso facto a crook. Big financiers are apt to make mistakes and so are little ones. Undoubtedly grave mis- representations are made every day, and insidious meth- ods are used to beguile you into forming a higher opin- ion regarding the merit of various securities than is war- ranted by the facts. But mine promoters are only hu- man, and honest ones not infrequently are carried away 74. MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY by their own enthusiasm and themselves lose their all in the same venture in which they induce you to participate. WHY THE BOTTOM FELL OUT T^ 7TIEN Montgomery-Shoshone was enjoying its mar- V V ket hey-day the Bullfrog Gold Bar Mining Com- pany was promoted at around 15 cents a share on the usual million-share capitalization. A year later the price jumped to $2.65 on the San Francisco Stock Exchange, and the stock was widely distributed among investors. Recently the company was in the sheriff's hands. The biggest losers in this venture were Alabama people, who had great confidence in the promoters. Other Bullfrog derelicts in which the public lost vast sums of money were Gibraltar,' Bullfrog Steinway, Sho- shone National Bank, Bullfrog Homestake, Bullfrog Ex- tension, Denver Rush Extension, Mayflower, Four Aces, Golden Scepter, Montgomery Mountain, Original Bull- frog, etc., etc. Mining-stock brokers of the cities went into ecstasies over Bullfrog during the height of the boom in that camp. Philadelphia mining-stock brokers fed Tramps Consoli- dated of Bullfrog to their clients. Pittsburg brokers recommended Montgomery-Shoshone. Butte brokers placed large blocks of Amethyst. Gold Bar was distrib- uted by brokers of the South. New York brokers were behind Gibraltar, Four Aces, Denver Rush, Montgomery Mountain, Eclipse, Golden Scepter, National Bank and a score of others. Practically every dollar of the millions invested in Bull- frog stocks has been lost. The cause of the failure of the Bullfrog district to make good was not the absence of gold-bearing rock, for MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 76 there is much of it in the district, but it has been found that the per ton values are too low to make the mines a commercial success. Bullfrog is situated on the desert and has no timber and but very little water. Promoters and investors did not realize this until mills were con- structed. Then it was too late. If the camp were situ- ated on the timbered shores of the Hudson River, the stocks of many of the mines of the district would prob- ably be in great demand at above par. Probably the most remarkable fact regarding Bull- frog is that its securities were more strongly recom- mended by Eastern brokers than the Goldfield issues and became more fashionable at this early period in Gold- field's history. Eastern brokers then had little confidence in Goldfield ; and at the very time when the stocks of Goldfield representing inside properties, which later made good in an extraordinary way, were being offered, they advised their customers not to buy. The general cry then was that it was a fly-by-night offshoot of the first great Tonopah boom, and the idea prevailed in the East, because of the ascending influence of George Wing- field, then principal owner of Tonopah's leading gambling hell, that Goldfield was a haven for gambler's and wild- catters. It was during the early days of the Bullfrog boom that my friend W. J. Arkell's career as a mining promoter came to a sudden end. It will be remembered that when he left Goldfield to go to Tonopah to make the Tonopah Home deal his cash capital was $35. He closed the tran- saction for the option on the million shares of Tonopah Home's capitalization at a price around five cents a share. Then our " partnership," of three days' duration, came to an end. Arkell journeyed back to San Francisco and there declared me out. 76 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY Arkell was a prominent figure for a while as a San Francisco mining-stock promoter. He listed Tonopah Home on the San Francisco Stock Exchange. Then he started in to sky rocket the price. The rise continued until the stock sold at 38 cents, an advance of about 700 per cent, in a few months. Then the psychological moment for Arkell arrived. It leaked out that he had been financing his stock- market campaign by buying reams of his own stock on one-third margin and at the same time selling it, in like quantity, for all cash through other brokers. This was equivalent to borrowing 66 2-3 per cent, of the market value. The brokers and banks did the carrying. When Arkell's tactics were discovered, indiscriminate short- selling by market sharp-shooters ensued. Arkell's own hypothecated stock was used to make deliveries. In order to hold his ground and to get the floating supply of the stock off the market, Arkell engineered a consolidation. The Tonopah Home Consolidated was in- corporated, and holders of Tonopah Home stock were in- vited to exchange their original certificates for shares in the consolidated company. Just then somebody threw a brick. The names of United States Senator George S. Nixon and Hon. T. L. Oddie, later Governor of Nevada, had been published as directors of the new company, and when these gentlemen saw the half-page display advertisements in which their names were used, and were informed that Ai-kell appeared to be on the ragged edge, they telegraphed to the San Francisco Stock Exchange denying connection. Tonopah Home broke wildly on the announcement in the Exchange to something like 3 cents a share. Then it dropped to nothing. Arkell's methods were too " raw," and I knew the smash had to come, sooner or later. MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 77 'Twas late in October, 1905. Bullfrog was still in its hey-day. Goldfield's initial boom seemed to be flicker- ing. Work was going on day and night in the mines, but for want of fresh discoveries the camp was being de- serted by some of the late-comers. Out-of-town newspaper correspondents came upon the scene, and stories and pictures of the camp, labeled " A Busted Mining-Camp Boom," etc., soon appeared in the Los Angeles and San Francisco newspapers. Goldfield mine-owners were accused of beguiling the public. Pro- moters were gibbeted as common bunco men. Peculiarly enough. Bullfrog, younger sister of Goldfield, which has since proved to be such a graveyard of mining hopes, was immune. There men of substance were in control, the writers said, while Goldfield was portrayed as a stamping ground for gamblers and " wild-catters." The stories had their effect even in Goldfield. Leading men of the camp began looking about for new fields to conquer. The majority of Goldfield mine-owners had not " fallen " for Bullfrog, but the success of the Bullfrog stock company promotions in the East inspirited them. The great mining-camp boom of Manhattan, 80 miles north of Goldfield, which followed, owes much of its suc- cess to these fortuitous circumstances. I was one of the first to get the Manhattan fever. W. F. ("Billy") Bond, a Goldfield broker-promoter whose ear was always glued to the ground, showed me a specimen of ore literally plastered with free gold. He said it came from Manhattan and that Manhattan was another Cripple Creek. It was only the night before that I had lost a good many thousand dollars " bucking the tiger." Faro was the pastime of practically everybody in Goldfield in those days, and I played for want of some other means of recreation and lost heavily. 78 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY I was as broke as the day I entered the camp. I bought blankets, a suit of canvas clothes lined with sheep- skin, and a folding iron cot, all on credit. I packed the outfit off to Tonopah. There I climbed aboard an old, rickety stage-coach of the regulation Far-Western type, and started for Manhattan. We rode over a snow-clad desert, up mountains and down canyons — a perilous journey that I would not care to duplicate. The $10 I had in my pocket, after paying my fare, was borrowed money. When I arrived that night at Manhattan, situ- ated in a canyon at an altitude of 7,000 feet, I set up my cot on the snow, wrapped myself in my blankets and slept in the open. There were only three huts and less than a score of tents in the camp. The next morning I strayed through the diggings. Sacks of ore in which gold was visible to the naked eye were piled high on every side. The Stray Dog, the Jumping Jack and the Dexter were the three principal producers. They honeycombed one another. I ques- tioned some of the prospectors as to the names of the single claims adjoining the Stray Dog, Jumping Jack and Dexter. They informed me that there was one group of claims adjoining that could be bought for $5,000. With $10 in my pocket I proceeded to purchase it. I gave a check for $100, signed a contract to pay the bal- ance of $6,000 in 30 days or forfeit the $100, and im- mediately started back to Goldfield to induce the presi- dent of the bank to honor my check on presentation. He did. When I returned to Goldfield I carried with me many specimens of high-grade ore. They were placed on dis- play in a jewelry store. There was great excitement, and before night a stampede from Goldfield to Manhattan MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 79 ensued which in magnitude surpassed the first Goldfield rush. A few days later I returned to Manhattan and sold my option for $20,000 cash. While I was there I met C. H. Elliott. Mr. Eliott had " cleaned up " in Bullfrog. He told me that he had formed a corporation partner- ship in Goldfield with L. L. Patrick, one of the owners of the great Combination mine — which was later sold to the Goldfield Consolidated for $4,000,000 — and Sol. Camp, a mining engineer from Colorado. The name of the concern was Patrick, Elliott & Camp, Inc. It was or- ganized to promote mining companies. Mr. Patrick is now president of the First National Bank of Goldfield. Mr. Elliott asked me to stay in camp for another day until he could pick up a good property. He made a deal with some cowboys for a large acreage embracing the April Fool group of claims, scene of the original gold discovery. Twenty leases on this property were in op- eration, and the surface showings were promising. If the ore " went down," the mine would prove to be a bo- nanza. Mr. Elliott incorporated a company known as the Seyler-Humphrey to own and operate the ground. We returned to Goldfield. My publicity bureau tele- graphed the news of the Manhattan discoveries to a long chain of newspapers East and West. Then I put out a big line of " display " advertisements in the big cities, off^ering for sale stock of the Seyler-Humphrey. The entire issue of 1,000,000 shares of Seyler-Humphrey was oversubscribed at 25 cents a share within two weeks. This was the result of $15,000 worth of advertising, and the profits of the firm were $100,000. In quick suc- cession Mr. Elliott promoted the Manhattan Combination and the Manhattan Bufi^alo. Within six weeks the firm's 80 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY promotion profits amounted to approximately $250,000. HOW ABOUT THE PUBMc's CHANCES? I ASKED Mr. Elliott one evening, shortly after Pat- rick, Elliott & Camp earned their fiirst $250,000 from their three Manhattan promotions, whether he did not think the public was entitled to subscribe for this stock at a lower price and at a smaller profit to his cor- poration. I recall that he said : " The article we sell is some- thing that somebody wants and is willing to pay for. What we have sold them is worth what we have charged. The fact that we are on the ground and have endured hardships entitles us to a good profit, provided the gold showings on the surface of the properties are not exag- gerated. The sale of the stocks has been accelerated by your gift of presentation through advertisements. Big department stores and advertising specialists in the cities pay from $15,000 to $30,000 a year for that kind of talent, and we on the desert also have a right to avail ourselves of it." "But suppose the properties don't make good?" I queried. He answered : " It is not a case of excessive optimism for one to expect that Manhattan properties will make into mines, in the presence of such wonderful surface showings ; and so long as we are not knowingly guilty of deception, no harm is done. If the Manhattan stocks we have promoted make good, $5 will be a reasonable price for them, and if they don't make good, one cent will be too high for them. So why question the ethics of charging 25 cents per share for Seyler-Humphrey when we might have sold it for 15 cents and still have made money; or of charging 15 cents for Manhattan Buffalo MY ADVENTXJRES WITH YOUR MONEY 81 when we could have sold it at a profit for 10 cents? The public knows it is gambling. If people want to buy stocks where they won't lose all of their investment under any circumstances, they know they can buy Union Pacific, Pennsylvania Railroad or New York Central. The prof- its there, however, are limited, just like the losses. In the case of mining stocks, representing prospects under actual development, the public can lose or gain tremen- dously." Mr. Elliott, who confessed to me that he often played the horse-races when in San Francisco, then wrote out a list of stocks and prices, representing what he said was a " book " on stocks, comparable to a gambler's book on the horse-races, reading substantially as follows : Stock Price Odds Union Pacific $165.00 6 to 5 Reading 155.00 8 to 5 Missouri Pacific 56.00 2 to i Erie 28.00 3 to i Seyler-Humphrey .25 20 to i Manhattan Buffalo .15 30 to i Manhattan Combination .10 50 to i "There," said Mr. Elliott, "you have the difi'erent prices on railroad and mining securities with their chances of winning for the speculator marked against them. When a man goes to a horse-race and plays the favorite, he does exactly what the man does who gives his broker an order to buy Union Pacific for him at current quota- tions. It is about 6 to 5 against the investment making a profit over current quotations on any given day, al- though the investor will hardly gain 6 for his 5 if the stock enjoys its highest probable advance. It is about 20 to 1 against the man buying Seyler-Humphrey making money, but he will gain 20 for his one if the mine proves 82 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY to be a bonanza. However, the rail is an investment and the mining a speculation." " Do you mean to say that the odds against a man mak- ing money on Union Pacific on any given day are only 6 to 5 when he buys the stock on margin? " " Not on your life ! " he said. " A margin trader on the New York Stock Exchange, unless he has sufficient capital behind him to hold out against ' inside ' manipu- lation, which has for its purpose the ' shaking out ' of the speculator, has not got any chance ! He is bound to lose his money in the end. I am talking about people who buy stocks, pay for them in full and get possession of their certificates and ' sit tight ' with them." Mr. Elliott was a plunger and lost large sums in the gambling-houses of Goldfield and Tonopah. He lost $20,000 in a night's play in the Tonopah Club, then owned by George Wingfield and associates. When asked to settle he tendered a check for $5,000 and a certificate for 100,000 shares of Goldfield Laguna Mining Company stock, then selling at 15 cents. This was accepted. Within a year Laguna sold freely at $2 a share. This incident illustrates how the foundations were laid for some of the big fortunes which were amassed in the Goldfield mining boom. When George Wingfield came to Tonopah in 1901 he brought with him $150, borrowed from George S. Nixon, then president of a national bank at Winnemucca, Nevada, and later United States Senator. Mr. Wingfield's fortune is now conservatively estimated at between $5,000,000 and $6,000,000. Success having been won by the Patrick Elliott & Camp promotions, I was considering whether or not much of the money-making that was being done by the pro- moters around Goldfield was not due to my own peculiar MY ADVENTXIRES WITH YOUR MONEY 83 ability to reach the public, and I even meditated on my fit- ness to become a promoter on my own account. The best properties in Manhattan, by common consent, were the Stray Dog, the Jumping Jack and the Dexter. These were sure-enough producers of the yellow metal. They were shippers and were held in high esteem by mining ,men. I found it impossible to purchase the Dexter be- cause the company was already promoted and the stock widely distributed at around $1 a share, George Wing- field was then and is still interested in the Dexter. The Jumping Jack was unincorporated. The stock of the Stray Dog was practically intact in the hands of the owners. The price asked for the Jumping Jack was $85,000. Stray Dog was held at $500,000. JUMPING JACK MANHATTAN I WAS again in funds as the result of my profits in the Manhattan boom, and it was again my wont, for want of any other pastime, to play faro at night. I found myself gossiped about with men like January Jones, Zeb Kendall, C. H. Elliott, Al. Myers and others who rolled in money one day and were broke the next. The second largest gambling-house in Goldfield wasi owned by " Larry " Sullivan and Peter Grant, both from Portland, Oregon. Sullivan claimed that he was at- tracted to Goldfield by the stories which appeared in the Sunday magazine section of a Coast newspaper, the copy for which had been carefully and methodically writ- ten in the back room of our Goldfield news bureau. Sul- livan and Grant were making money, and plenty of it. I patronized the Sullivan house, of occasion, and Sullivan usually presided over the games when I was there. One evening I cashed in $2,500 of winnings. The money 84s MY ADVENTURES WITH YOXIR MONEY was piled on the table in $20 gold-pieces by the dealer. As I was about to place it in a sack to store away in the safe of the house until the morrow, Sullivan began to josh me like this : " Say, young feller, why don't you cut me in on some of your mining deals ? I'm game ! " " Are you ? Well, stack up $2,500 against that money, and I'll see if you are." He went to the safe and lugged to the table a big canvas sack containing $20 gold-pieces. Stacking the money on the table in pUes of $400 each, he matched my stake. "Well.? "said he. " Put that money in a sack," said I, " and go and get that big coonskin coat of yours, take a night ride by automobile to Tonopah, and in the morning go by stage to Manhattan. When you get there look up the owner of the Jumping Jack mine. I have met him. He is a member of the Ancient Order of Hibernians. An Irish- man can buy that property from him much cheaper than anybody else. You go and buy it." " What will I pay?" asked Larry. " He wants $85,000, but get it as cheap as you can," I replied. " What.? With this $5,000? " " Yes," said I. " Pay him the $5,000 down and sign a contract to pay the balance in 60 or 90 days ; but fetch him back, to Goldfield, and have him bring the deeds." A few days later Sullivan returned to Goldfield, aglow with excitement. Climbing out of the stage-coach, he pulled me into his private office. " Say," he said, " I've got that guy with me and he's got the deeds. I bought the Jumping Jack for $45,000. He'll do anything you want him to do." MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 85 "Good!" I said. The owner was introduced to me, and I turned him over to my lawyer, the late Senator Pyne. Mr. Pyne drew up a paper by which the transferred title of the property to the Jumping Jack Manhattan Mining Com- pany, capitalized for 1,000,000 shares, 300,000 shares of which were placed in the treasury for mining pur- poses, and 700,000, representing ownership stock, put in escrow, to be delivered to Sullivan and myself on the payment of 6^ cents a share. A board of directors was selected. At this juncture Sullivan, who knew as much about the mining promotion and mining-brokerage business ass an ostrich knows about ocean tides, inquired what my next move would be. Sullivan seemed to be bewildered, y&'t full of faith. My situation was this : I had conceived a rip-snorting promotion campaign for the best property that had yet been offered the public from Manhattan, but I had no cash to present it. Turning to Sullivan I said: " Do you know the Goldfield manager of the Western Union Telegraph Company.? " " Yes, I know him well." " Call him up by 'phone or send word to him that you wiU guarantee payment of any telegrams I file here to- night or during the next three days ; I want to send some wires," said I. " I'll do it," said Sullivan, and within a few minutes I was advised that Sullivan's credit was unquestioned. I returned to the news bureau and there drafted a 300-word telegram, setting forth the merits of the Jumping Jack Manhattan property and offering short- time options on big blocks of the stock. The message 86 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY was sent to practically all of the well-known broker- age houses in the country which handled mining stocks. The bill for telegraph tolls was $1,200. When Sullivan learned of its size he nearly collapsed. " How far do you intend to go ? " he gasped, " Well," said I, " how can you lose ? Your friend, Frank Golden, president of the Nye & Ormsby County Bank, has accepted the presidency of the company at our request, and the other ofBcers we have secured are all representative citizens of this community, and, be- sides, the Nye & Ormsby County Bank has agreed to re- ceive subscriptions. Can you beat that for a layout? Never in my experience in this camp, with all the promo- tions I have advertised, has the public had a dish quite so palatable offered to it — a producing mine, in the first place ; a high-class directorate headed by a bank presi- dent, in the second place ; and a real bank as selling agent, in the third and last place. And it will go like wildfire ! " I labored all that night in my advertising agency on some strongly-worded advertising copy recommending to the public the purchase of stock in Jumping Jack Man- hattan. In the morning I induced Sullivan to advance $10,000 to pay the advertising bills. The copy was dispatched by first mail to the important daily newspapers of the country, with instructions to publish on the day fol- lowing receipt of copy. Within six days all of the advertising had appeared. The effect was magical. The display advertisements as- sisted the brokers in the various cities, who had asked for reservations of the stock, to dispose of their allot- ments in a few days. Within ten days after the initial off^ering of the promotion by telegraph to the Eastern brokers, Sullivan showed me telegraphic orders for 1,280,- 000 shares of Jumping Jack Manhattan stock at 25 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 87 cents a share, an oversubscription of 280,000 shares. Be- fore the stock certificate books were printed and delivered from the local printing office, we were, in fact, oversold. That week and the next, Sullivan gave me carte blanche to speculate in local mining stocks with partnership money, and within a fortnight we had made another small fortune from Manhattan securities. These were advanc- ing in price on the San Francisco Stock Exchange by leaps and bounds. I recall one overnight winning that we made, amounting to about $12,000, which came so easy I felt almost ashamed to take the money. Manhattan Seyler-Humph- rey stock, promoted by Patrick, *^Elliott & Camp at 25 cents per share, was now listed on the Goldfield and San Francisco stock exchanges. It was in fair demand at SO cents. A dispatch reached Goldfield from New York, purport- ing to be signed by John W. Gates, reading as follows : " At what price will you give me an option good 48 hours on 200,000 shares of Manhattan Seyler-Humphrey ? Answer to Hotel Willard, Washington, to-night." This was to Patrick, Elliott & Camp. Within half an hour a half-dozen similar messages reached other Gold- field brokers. I happened to be in the office of Patrick, Elliott & Camp when the first telegram was received, and I lost no time in going out on the street and annexing all the Goldfield offerings of the stock at current quotations. At first Lou Bleakmore, manager for Patrick, Elliott & Camp, " smelled a rat," but when he learned that I was buying the stock he became convinced that I believed John W. Gates really wanted some Seyler-Humphrey, and he shot buying orders for his own firm into San Francisco. 88 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY Personally I considered the message a snare. Some- body in the East, I guessed, had bitten off a block of Seyler-Humphrey at around 25 cents when it was pro- moted a few weeks prior and had made up his mind that he would turn a trick. The Goldfield brokers having re- ceived telegrams, I assumed that the same message had been sent to brokers in San Francisco, where the stock was also listed. It seemed to me that an advance would certainly be recorded on the following day. Sure enough, the next morning the stock advanced to 38 cents a share, and the market boiled. At this figure, and a little higher, I unloaded in the neighborhood of 100,000 shares in Gold- field and San Francisco. A good deal of this stock had been picked up by me the night before. But I recall that one block of 10,000 shares had been allotted to me weeks before at the brokers' price of 20 cents, and another block of 10,000 shares had been given me as a bonus for my publicity measures. After turning over to the treasury of the Jumping Jack Manhattan Mining Company the amount netted from the sale of treasury stock, and paying off the amount still due on the original purchase price, Sullivan and I, within three weeks of my little dare, had cleaned up a net profit of $250,000. " Do you want a cut.'' " I asked Sullivan when our joint profits reached the quarter-million mark. " No, I'm game. Stay with it," he returned. Next day the L. M. Sullivan Trust Company, destined to make and lose millions in the great Goldfield boom that followed and to mold for me an exciting career as a pro- moter, was formed with a paid-up capital of $250,000. Sullivan was made president and I vice-president and gen- eral manager. CHAPTER III The Brewing of a Saturnalia of Speculation MR. SULLIVAN'S gambling-house afBliation was not considered a drawback to the trust company, George Wingfield, vice-president and heaviest stockholder of the leading bank in Goldfield, was a gam- bler and Mr. Wingfield also owned extensive interests in the mines. His mines were making good, too. Owners of the gambling places now stood as much for financial solidity in Goldfield as did savings-bank directors in the East. As for myself, I was unafraid. I vowed I would hence- forth prove an exception to the mining-camp rule and quit all forms of gambling. My new position demanded this. And I found it easy to obey the self-imposed inhibition. Soon the stock-market operations of the trust company gave my speculative instinct all the vent it could possibly have craved under any circumstances. A few days later the sobering sense which impelled me to resolve that I must absent myself from gaming tables evolved into a stern ambition to accomplish big things for the trust company. I went about my business like a man who sees dazzling before him a golden scepter and who is imbued with the idea that if he exerts the power he can grasp the prize. It had been agreed that the trust company would specialize in the promotion of mining companies, and I determined that the trust company should conduct its business as a trust company ought. John Douglas Campbell, known on the desert as plain " Jack " Campbell, was engaged by the trust company as its mining adviser and mine manager. We agreed to 89 90 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY pay him a salary of $20,000 a year, with a bonus of stock in every new mining company we promoted, a stipend which was later found to be equivalent to $50,000 a year. Mr. Campbell had been identified with Tonopah and Goldfield mining interests for three years, and was fav- orably known. For eight years before coming to Tono- pah he was employed as a mining superintendent in Colorado by Sam Newhouse, the multi-millionaire mine operator of Utah. In Colorado Mr. Campbell's reputa- tion had been good. On coming to Tonopah he was em- ployed by John McKane, then associated with Charles M. Schwab. Later he was placed in charge of the Kem- ick and Fuller-McDonald leases on the Jumbo mine of Goldfield from which, during a year's time, $1,000,000 in gold was taken out. After that Mr. Campbell took hold of the Quartzite lease at Diamondfield, near Gold- field, and he produced $200,000 in a few months from that holding. He followed this up by a record production from the famous Reilly lease on the Florence mine of Gold- field, amounting to $650,000 in two months. It was with- in thirty days of the date of expiry of the Reilly lease that Mr. Campbell was induced to take charge of the mining department of the trust company. Mr. Campbell's advent as our mine manager was im- mediately reflected in the stock market by the advance of Jumping Jack Manhattan Mining Company shares, which were now regularly listed on the San Francisco Stock & Exchange Board, to 40 cents per share, up 15 points from the promotion price. The sharp rise wrought an undoubted sensation in stock-market circles. Brokers in the cities who had sold Jumping Jack to their customers clamored for a new Sullivan promotion. Any new min- ing venture for which the trust company would stand MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 91 sponsor was assured of heavy subscription and a broad public market. TRYING IT ON THE STEAY DOG THE Stray Dog Manhattan mine was furnishing daily sensations in the way of frequent strikes of fabulously rich ore. I urged that, no matter how small the profit, the Sullivan Trust Company should begin its corporate career with the promotion of a property as good as the Stray Dog. The Stray Dog was for sale — at a price. One interest, of 350,000 shares, owned by Vermilyea, Edmonds & Stanley, the law firm of highest standing in Goldfield, could be acquired at 45 cents a share, and another interest, of 350,000 shares, owned by prospectors who had located the ground, could be had at 20 cents a share, all or none. The remainder of the stock was in the treasury of the company. The total demanded for 700,000 shares of ownership stock was $227,500, all cash. A likely property adjoining the Stray Dog, known as the Indian Camp, could be pur- chased for $50,000 in its entirety. We knew that as soon as it should become known that we had bought the Stray Dog, the value of Indian Camp ground would double, and we therefore decided to annex the Indian Camp at the same time we took over the Stray Dog. The proposed outlay amounted to more money than we had, and I looked about for assistance. Henry Peery, a Salt Lake mining man of substance, had been negotiat- ing for the Stray Dog in the interest of Utah bankers. We agreed that Mr. Peery should be allowed to partici- pate on the basis of a one-third interest for him, and a two-thirds interest for the trust company. Besides sup- plying his quota of the cash needed to swing the deal, Mr. Peery agreed to furnish a president for the com- 92 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY pany, who, he said, interested himself very frequently m mining enterprises. This was Henry McCornick, the Salt Lake banker, son of the head of the firm of Mc- Cornick & Company, reputed to be the richest private bankers west of the Mississippi River. The deal was made. We immediately proceeded to promote the Stray Dog Manhattan Mining Company at 45 cents per share, the average cost to us of the stock being 32% cents. It was impossible for any huge profit to accrue in Stray Dog on any such margin as 12% cents per share between our cost price and the selling price, because the expense of promotion appeared bound almost to equal this. We figured that any promotion profits must come out of the Indian Camp. The Indian Camp was capitalized for 1,000,000 shares, 650,000 of which were paid over to the trust company and to Mr. Peery for the property. The remaining 350,000 shares were placed in the treasury of the company to be sold for purposes of mine develop- ment. The average per share cost to the trust company of its ownership stock was a fraction less than 8 cents. We decided that as soon as the Stray Dog was promoted we would offer Indian Camp shares on a basis of 20 cents per share net to the brokers and 25 cents to the public, and looked forward, if successful, to gaining about $75,- 000 net on both ventures. Immediately on taking over the control of Stray Dog and Indian Camp the trust company purchased treasury stock in each of these companies, and put a large force of men to work to open up tne properties. Within thirty days of the incorporation of the trust company Gold Hill in Manhattan, on which were located the Stray Dog, Jumping Jack and Indian Camp, swarmed with MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 93 miners. The orders given to Engineer " Jack " Camp- bell were to put a man to work wherever he could employ one, and to be unsparing in expense so long as he could obtain results. Towering gallows-frames and 25-horse- power gasoline engines were installed and other necessary mining equipment ordered shipped to the properties. Blacksmith shops, bunk-houses and storehouses were erected on the ground. Day and night shifts of miners were employed. In order to guarantee the constant pres- ence on the properties of the engineer in charge, the Sul- livan Trust Company built for the engineer's use a $6,000 dwelling house on Indian Camp ground. Having convinced the natives that we were in dead earnest about our mine-making intentions, we busied our- selves offering Stray Dog stock for subscription at 45 cents per share. It was well known around the camp that we had paid 45 cents per share for one block of 350,000 shares, and mining-camp followers were among the first to subscribe for the stock. Then an effort was made to dispose of quantities of it to the Eastern pubKc by advertising and through mining-stock brokers. That advertising campaign was approached with con- siderable caution. In the first place, the subscription price of Stray Dog, 45 cents, was 80 per cent, higher than that of any other advertised promotion which had yet been made from either the Goldfield or Manhattan camps ; •and in the second place, the conduct of a mining-stock promotion campaign by a Trust company appeared to me to justify more than ordinary care. There were other factors that entered for the first time in Goldfield, too. The initial successes of the big display advertising cam- paigns directed from Goldfield appeared to have been due to the fact that the American public had greeted mining- 9* MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY stock speculation as filling a long-felt want, namely, a channel for speculation in which they could indulge their gambling spirit with comparatively limited resources — resources that were insufficient to give them a " look-in " on the big exchanges where the high-priced rails and in- dustrials are traded in. ADVEETISING rOK. THINKEBS HAVING " tried on the dog " my methods of adver- tising for nearly two years, that is to say, having conducted an advertising agency for mine promoters, and learned the business with their money, I had passed through the experimental stage and now marshalled a cardinal principal or two that I decided must guide me in the operations in which I had become more directly in- terested. I resolved never to allow an advertisement to go out of the office that was unconvincing to a thinker. If my argument convinces the man of affairs, I determined, it will certainly win over the man of no affairs. Dogmatically expressed, the idea was this: Never appeal to the intelligence of fools, no matter how easily they may part with their money. Turn your bat- teries on the thinking ones and convince them, and the unthinking will to follow. That principle was applied to the argument of the advertisement. The headlines were constructed on an entirely different principle, namely, to be positive to an extreme. The Bible was my exemplar. It says, " It is " or " It was," "Thou shalt" or "Thou shalt not," and the Bible rarely explains or tells why. The strength of a headline lies in its positiveness. The logic which directed that the flaring headline of MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 95 my big display advertising copy embrace a very positive statement, and that tjie argument which followed in small type be convincing to the thinker, was based on a recog- nition of the fact, that, while boldness of statement invari- ably attracts attention, analysis is the final resort of the thinker before becoming convinced. More circumspection was used also in the process of selecting media for the advertising. Newspapers that did not publish in their news-columns mining-stock quota- tions of issues traded in on the New York Curb, the Bos- ton Stock Exchange, the Boston Curb, the Salt Lake Stock Exchange or the San Francisco Stock Exchange were taboo, on the theory that by this time trading in mining stocks had grown sufficiently popular to command a regular following, and that it was easier to appeal to those who had some experience in mining-stock specula- tions than to those who had never before ventured. Subsequent advertising campaigns were always con- ducted from this viewpoint. I did not set the ocean on fire with my Stray Dog promotion, the advertising cam- paign of which was conducted on these lines, but this was due to circumstances which I explain further on. Later, when the Sullivan Trust Company grew and prospered, and afterward when I reached the East and learned more and more of the inside mechanism of the big Wall Street promotion game in rails and industrials as well as mining stocks, I found that my publicity principles were com- parable to those accepted by the Street generally. The mighty powers of Wall Street recognize the fact that it is not in the nature of things that fools should have much money, and thinkers, not fools, are the quarry of the successful modern-day promoter, high or, low, honest or dishonest. 96 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY A little knowledge is a dangerous thing, and the man who thinks he knows it all because he has accumulated much money in his own pet business enterprise is a typical personage on whom the successful modern-day multi-mil- lionaire Wall Street financier trains his batteries. The honest promoter aims at both the thinker who thinks he knows but doesn't, and the thinker who really does know. He is compelled to appeal to both classes because the membership of the first outnumbers that of the second in the proportion of about 1,000 to 1. In fine, for every dollar of " wise " money which is thrown into the vortex of speculation, $1,000 is " unwise," or considered so. The initial Stray Dog and Indian Camp promotion cam- paign was only half successful at the outset. About 650,000 shares of Stray Dog and 350,000 shares of In- dian Camp had been disposed of when the Manhattan boom began to lose its intensity. Promotions had been made a little too rapidly for public digestion. There were more miners at work than ever in the Manhattan camp, but the demand for securities was not keeping pace with the supply. Manhattan's initial boom appeared to be flattening out just as Goldfield's first boom had. We met with a setback from another direction. Henry McCornick's banking connections in Salt Lake objected to the use of his name as president of the Stray Dog. At the very height of our advertising campaign Mr. Mc- Cornick resigned. We elected our engineer, " Jack " Campbell, president, but damage was done. YES, " BUSINESS IS BUSINESS " T^HE offices of the trust company were furnished on -*■ an elaborate scale, resembling the interior of a banking institution of a large city. The offices became MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 97 the headquarters of Eastern mining-stock brokers when- ever they arrived in camp. One morning J. C. Weir, a New York mining-stock broker, whose firm held an option from the trust com- pany on 100,000 shares of Stray Dog stock, was en- sconced in one of the two luxuriously furnished rooms used as executive offices. Mr. Weir's firm was one of our selling agents in New York. He was the dean of mining- stock brokers in New York City. In those early days the telephone service of Goldfield was not yet perfected, and it was only necessary for a person, in order to over- hear any talk over the telephone in our offices, to lift the receiver from the nearest hook and listen. It was re- ported to me that Mr. Weir had been availing himself of this method of learning things at first hand. " Say, Rice," said Mr. Sullivan one morning, " Weir hears your messages every time you are called on the 'phone. He takes advantage of you. I wish you would let me fix him." " All right; what do you want to do? " I answered. " Say," said Mr. Sullivan, " Campbell, our engineer, is in Manhattan. I'll call him up from the public station and tell him to 'phone you some red-hot news about mine developments on Stray Dog, and I'll see to it that Weir is in his office at the time you get the message. If Weir don't steal the news and grab a big block of Stray Dog on the strength of it, I'm a poor guesser." All of our options to brokers were to expire on the 15th of March and this was the 18th. At four o'clock in the afternoon I was in my room. Mr. Weir was at the desk in the room opposite. The 'phone bell rang. " Hello," I said, " who is this.? " " Campbell, at Manhattan," was the response. 98 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY "What's the news, Jack? " I asked. "We've just struck six feet of $2,000 ore! It's a whale ! Never saw a mine as big as this one in my life ! Don't sell any more Stray Dog under $5 a share ! " shouted Mr. Campbell. " Bully, Jack," I said, " but keep that information to yourself. Don't tell your mother, and don't let any more miners go down the shaft. Close it up until I am able to buy back some of the stock I sold so cheap." Fifteen minutes later Mr. Siillivan and I met Mr. Weir leaving the room. " Weir," said I, " your option on Stray Dog expires on the 15th at noon. So far, your New York ofBce has ordered only 85,000 shares of the 100,000 that were allotted to you. We have decided to close subscriptions on the moment and wish you would wire your New York office not to sell any more." "You are wrong," said Mr. Weir; "why, when I left New York we had oversold our entire allotment ! If the office has not notified you of this, it has been a slip. We will, in fact, need at least 25,000 shares more." " You can't have them," said I. " Not in a thousand years ! " put in Mr. Sullivan. Mr. Weir sent a bunch of code messages to New York. All the next day Mr. Sullivan spent with Mr. Weir. He allowed Mr. Weir to cajole him into letting him have the entire block of stock. Finally, it was agreed between Mr. Weir and Mr. Sullivan that Mr. Sullivan would give him the additional stock whether I consented or not. Surrep- titiously, according to Mr. Weir's idea, Mr. Sullivan was yielding to him, without my knowledge and against my wishes. Next day the Sullivan Trust Company shipped to Mr. Weir's firm in New York 25,000 shares of Stray Dog MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 99 attached to draft at 45 cents a share. The draft was paid. The avenging angel kept hot on Mr. Weir's trail, for right on the heels of the New York broker's Stray Dog purchase came a calamity which almost obliterated the market values of Nevada mining stocks and par- ticularly those of the shares of Manhattan mining com- panies. San Francisco was destroyed by earthquake and fire. Not less than half of the capital invested in Man- hattan stocks had come out of the city of San Francisco. The earthquake was fatal to Manhattan. The San Francisco Stock Exchange, which was the principal market for Manhattan mining shares, was com- pelled to discontinue business for over two months. Brokers and transfer companies lost their records, and the Coast's property and money loss was so appalling that no more money was forthcoming from that direc- tion for mining enterprises. Every bank in Nevada closed down, just as every California bank did, the Governors of both States declaring a series of legal holidays to enable the financial institutions to gain time. Nevada banks, as a rule, had cleared through San Fran- cisco banks, and practically all of Nevada's cash was tied up by the catastrophe. The Sullivan Trust Company faced a crisis. I had decided it was good business to lend support to Jumping Jack in the stock market when the Manhattan boom began to relax from its first tension, and had accumulated sev- eral hundred thousand shares at an average of 3'5 cents. The Trust company had only $8,000 in gold in its vaults on the day of the 'quake. Moneys deposited in bank were not available. Of the $8,000 in gold coin, $6,500 was paid two days after the earthquake to the Wells- Fargo Express Company for an automobile which was in transit £it the time, and for which Wells-Fargo demanded 100 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY the coin. It was impossible to hypothecate mining se- curities of any description in Nevada or San Francisco. With the Sullivan Trust Company's funds tied up in closed-up banks, and with an unsalable line of securities in its vaults, it was " up against it." For a period it looked as if we must go to the wall. For two months we eked out a bare subsistence by the direct sale of Manhattan securities at reduced prices to the Eastern brokers. This purchasing power came largely from brokers who were " short " of stocks to the public on commitments made at a much higher range of prices and needed the actual certificates for deliveries. It took the Nevada banks and the San Francisco Stock Exchange more than sixty days to rehabilitate them- selves. No sooner did the San Francisco Stock Exchange open for business than it became possible for the Sullivan Trust Company to borrow some much needed cash on Manhattan securities, of which it had a plethora. Through members of the San Francisco Stock Exchange, it obtained in this way in the neighborhood of $100,000. Goldfield banks supplied another $100,000 a little later by the same process. Then the clouds rolled by. FORTUNES THAT WERE MISSED SOON the Mohawk of Goldfield began to give unerring indications of being the wonderful treasure-house it has since proved to be. Hayes and Monnette, who owned a lease on a small section of the property, had struck high-grade ore and were producing at the rate of $3,000 per day. A few weeks later it was reported that the out- put had increased to $5,000 a day. The Mohawk being situated only a stone's throw from the Combination mine, the idea that the Mohawk might turn out to be another Combination was common in Gold- MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 101 field. Hayes and Monnette were startled — almost frightened — at their success. Yielding for the moment to the warning of friends, who urged upon them the pos- sibility of the ore soon pinching out, Hayes and Monnette called at the offices of the Trust Company and offered to sell their lease, which had six months to run, for $200,- 000 cash and $400,000 to be taken out of the net proceeds of the ore. My gambling instinct was aroused. " I wiU take it," I said. I sent over to the State Bank & Trust Company, and had a check certified for the $200,000. I was about to close the deal when Mr. Sullivan and " Jack " Campbell protested. " I ought to have fifteen days to examine the mine," urged Mr. Campbell. " It is too big a chance to take," declared Mr. Sullivan. When appealed to, Hayes and Monnette said that to allow a fifteen-day examination would mean practically to shut down the property for that period and would result in a positive loss to them because of the limited period of their lease. The extent of the loss, if the deal fell through, was too large to contemplate, and they re- fused. Day by day, as Mr. Campbell and Mr. Sullivan dilly- dallied, the output of the lease increased, and when, a fortnight later, all three of us were unanimously in favor of the proposition, Hayes and Monnette flatly refused to sell. Within half a year that lease on the Mohawk pro- duced in the neighborhood of $6,000,000 worth of ore gross, and netted the leasers about $4,500,000. The Sul- livan Trust Company certainly " overlooked a bet " there. During this period I spent an evening with Henry Peery and W. H. ("Daddy") Clark. Mr. Clark, like Mr. Peery, hailed from Salt Lake. Mr. Clark had sue- lOS MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY cessfully promoted the Bullfrog Gibraltar. Seated around a table in the Palm Restaurant, the conversation turned to new camps. " Rice," said Mr. Clark, " I expect to be able to put you in on a townsite deal in a couple of weeks that will make you some money if you undertake to give the camp some publicity." " Good," said I. " I am having some assays run," he said, " of some sam- ples which were brought into camp last night by a couple of prospectors, and if they turn out to be what the pros- pectors claim, or anything near it, we'll need your serv- ices to put a new camp on the map." That night Mr. Peery learned from the assayer that the lowest assay of 16 samples was $86, and the highest $475, per ton. Next morning Mr. Peery informed me that he had remained all night with Mr. Clark to learn where the ore came from. Mr. Peery said that Mr. Clark had told him, in the wee sma' hours, that the place was Fairview Peak, fifty miles east of Fallon. " Rice," said Mr. Peery, " let's beat him to it. He's going to trek it across the desert by mule team with a camp outfit to-morrow, and it will take him a week to get there." " Billy " Taylor, who was interested with Mr. Peery in a Bullfrog enterprise, joined the party, and we each gave Mr. Peery a check for $500, forming a pool of $1,500 to send a man to Fairview to buy properties there. Mr. Peery wired the Bank of the Republic at Salt Lake to pay Ben Luce $1,500, and instructed Mr. Luce by wire to take the money, go to Fairview and do business. It was nearly two weeks before we heard of either Mr. Clark or Mr. Luce. Mr. Clark returned to camp and said he had purchased from a group of itinerant pros- MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 103 pectors the Nevada Hills property, scene of the big find, for $5,000, and that it was a " world-beater." " Did you meet any outsiders there ? " queried Mr. Peery. " Yes," said Mr. Clark, " I met a man named Luce who almost got ahead of me. In fact, he did buy the property before I got there, but he had no money, and they would not take his check for $500, which was the deposit re- quired. I had the gold with me, and that settled it." A few days afterward, Mr. Luce came to Goldfield. " I didn't get the big one," he said, " but I bought the Eagle's Nest, near by, for $7,000, of which $500 was de- manded to be paid down, and there is ore in it and it looks good to me. I had no money with me when I ar- rived in Fairview. They refused my check for the Nevada Hills, but the Eagle's Nest boys took it for their first payment of $500." Mr. Luce was not at home when Mr. Peery's despatch was delivered in Salt Lake. When it reached him the bank was closed. In order to catch the first train he was compelled to leave the money behind. He arrived in Fairview minus the $1,500, and thereby lost the Nevada Hills for Mr. Peery, Mr, Taylor and the Sullivan Trust Company. Mr. Clark and his partners incorporated the Nevada Hills for 1,000,000 shares of the par value of $5 each and accepted subscriptions at $1 per share. Within a few months the Nevada Hills paid $376,000 in dividends out of ore, and soon thereafter, at the height of the Goldfield boom, it was reported that the owners of the control refused an offer of $6,000,000 for the property. The mine has turned out to be a bonanza. The stock of the company sold recently on the New York Curb and San Francisco Stock Exchange at a valuation 104 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY for the mine of $3,000,000, and it is believed by well- posted mining men to be worth that figure. George Wing- field, president of the Goldfield Consolidated who followed the Sullivan Trust Company into Fairview and bought the Fairview Eagle, which is sandwiched in between the Nevada Hills and the Eagle's Nest, is now president of the Nevada Hills. Treasury stock of the Fairview Eagle was sold in Goldfield at 40 cents per share. Recently the Nevada Hills and Fairview Eagle companies were merged. " Jack " Campbell reported favorably on the Eagle's Nest, and we decided to organize and promote a com- pany to own and develop the property. The Sullivan Trust Company bought Mr. Taylor's in- terest in the Eagle's Nest for $8,000, Mr. Luce's for $8,- 000 (he had been awarded a quarter interest for his work), and Mr. Peery's for $30,000. It made the property the basis for the promotion of the Eagle's Nest Fairview Mining Company, capitalized for 1,000,000 shares of the par value of $5 each. Governor John Sparks accepted our invitation to become president of the company. The entire capitalization was sold to the public through East- ern and Western stock brokers within thirty days at a subscription price of 35 cents per share. After paying for the property, our net profits were in the neighborhood of $160,000. The Eagle's Nest deal enabled the trust company to repay most of the money it had borrowed after the San Francisco earthquake and put the company on Easy Street again. THE TALE OF BULLFROG RUSH FOLLOWING the Eagle's Nest promotion, the Sulli- van Trust Company became sponsor for Bullfrog Rush. I had met Dr. J. Grant Lyman, owner of the MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 105 property, on the lawn of one of the cottages of the United States Hotel in Saratoga a few years before, where he raced a string of horses and mixed with good people, and I knew of nothing that was to his discredit. Dr. Lyman bought the Bullfrog Rush property for $150,- 000. I was present when he paid $100,000 of this money iii cash at John S. Cook & Company's bank in Goldfield, The Bullfrog Rush property was of large acreage, en- joyed splendid surface showings, and was situated contig- uous to the Tramps Consolidated, which was then selling around $3 a share. It looked like a fine prospect. Dr. Lyman incorporated the company for 1,000,000 shares of the par value of $1 each. The services of the Sullivan Trust Company were employed to finance the enterprise for mine development. The Trust company obtained an option on the treasury stock of the com- pany at 35 cents per share, and proceeded to dispose of it through Eastern brokers and direct to the public by advertising, at 45 cents per share to brokers and 50 cents per share to investors. We sold 200,000 shares, realizing $90,000 in less than thirty days, retained $20,- 000 for commission and expenses, and turned into the treasury of the Bullfrog Rush company $70,000, all of which was placed at the disposal of the company for mine development. Half a dozen tunnels were run and several shafts were sunk. Down to the 400-foot level the mine appeared to be of much promise. It was then learned that the shaft at the 400-foot point had encountered a bed of lime. It appeared that all the properties on Bonanza Mountain, where the Bullfrog Rush was situated, including the Tramps Consolidated, which was then selling in the market at a valuation of $3,000,000, were bound to turn out to be rank mining failures. The entire hill, according to 106 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY our engineer, was a " slide," and below the 400-poInt ore could not possibly exist. We thereupon notified Dr. Lyman that we would dis- continue the sale of the stock until such time as the prop- erty g-ave better indications of making a mine. A few weeks later Dr. Lyman entered my private office unannounced. At this period Jumping Jack, Stray Dog, Indian Camp, and Eagle's Nest were all selling on the San Francisco Stock Exchange at an average of 35 per cent, above promotion prices. The L. M. Sullivan Trust Company was " making good " to investors. Bullfrog Rush had not yet been listed, and we were afraid to give it a market quotation. " I have formed here in Goldfield the Union Securities Company," Dr. Lyman said, as he sat down close to my desk, " and I am going into the promotion business my- self. I don't believe a word of the reports you have that the Bullfrog Rush is a failure. I am going on with the promotion." I protested. " We shall not permit it," I said. " Gov- ernor Sparks, who is the best friend the Sullivan Trust Company has, accepted the presidency of the Bullfrog Rush on our assurance that the property was a good one. John S. Cook, the leading banker of this town, accepted the treasurership on the same representations. Mr. Sul- livan, president of this trust company, is vice-president of the Rush. We are ' in bad ' enough as the matter al- ready stands. Don't dare go on with the promotion at this time." Dr. Lyman left the office without uttering a word. Two days later I received a dispatch from Governor Sparks saying that a full-page advertisement of the Union Securities Company had appeared in the Nevada MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY lOT State Journal at Reno, offering Bullfrog Rush stock for subscription. The Governor protested vigorously against the sale of the stock. We had previously informed him as to the new conditions which prevailed at the mine. I sent Peter Grant, one of Mr. Sullivan's partners in the Palace, to Dr. Lyman to protest. The answer came back that the Nevada State Journal advertisement was about to be reproduced in all the newspapers of big cir- culation throughout the East, and that the orders for the advertisements would not be canceled. Half an hour later Dr. Lyman entered the office with Mr. Grant. Mr. Grant looked nettled. Dr. Lyman glowered. I bade Dr. Lyman take a chair. " If you move a finger to stop me," he said, as he sat himself down before me, " I'll expose every act of yours since you were born and show up who the boss of this trust company is ! " Dr. Lyman was tall as a poplar and muscled like a Samson. He was fresh from the East, red-cheeked and groomed like a Chesterfield. I was cadaverous, desert- worn, office-fagged, and undersized by comparison. In a glove fight. Dr. Lyman could probably have finished me in half a round. But the disparity did not occur to me. The sense of injustice made me forget everything except Dr. Lyman's blackmailing threat. I jumped to my feet. Dr. Lyman backed up to the glass door. I aimed a blow at him. He backed away to dodge it. In a second he had collided with the big plate-glass pane, which fell with a crash. In another instant he recovered his feet, turned on his heel and ran. His face was covered with scratches, the result of his encounter with the broken plate glass. Several clerks who followed him, thinking he had com- mitted some violent act, reported that he didn't stop run- 108 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY ning until he reached the end of a street 600 feet away. " Oh," he gasped, " I never want to see such a look in a man's eyes again. I thought I saw him reach for a gun." Such an idea was farthest from my mind, although I was very angry. Conscience had made a coward of the doctor. I was quick to^ decide upon a course of action. The position of the trust company was this: With the exception of Bullfrog Rush, we had a string of stock- market winners to our credit with the public. If we allowed Dr. Lyman to go ahead with his promotion of Bullfrog Rush, we should, unless we abandoned our rule to protect our stocks in the market, be compelled some day to buy back all of the stock he sold. The truth about the mine was bound to come out, and we stood be- fore the public as its sponsors, I decided that the trust company should refund the money paid in by stockholders of Bullfrog Rush and pre- vent Dr. Lyman from selling more stock. To the brokers, through whom we had sold much of the stock to the public, we telegraphed that we would refund the exact amount paid us by the brokers on delivery back to us of the certificates. We also wired to Governor Sparks and asked his permission to insert an advertise- ment in the newspapers over his signature, announcing that the property had proved to be a mining failure and advising the public not to buy any more shares. This pleased the Governor immensely, for he promptly wired back his 0. K. with congratulations over the stand we took. That night a broadside warning to the public, bearing MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 109 the signature of Governor John Sparks, and a separate advertisement of the Sullivan Trust Company, offering to refund the money paid for Bullfrog Rush shares, were telegraphed to all the leading newspapers of the East. Next day both of these announcements appeared side by side with the half-page and full-page advertisements of Dr. Lyman's Union Securities Company of Goldfield offer- ing Bullfrog Rush for public subscription. The news- papers, peculiarly enough, performed this stunt without a quiver. The public didn't buy any more Bullfrog shares. The Bullfrog Rush incident cost the Sullivan Trust Company a little less than $90,000, which was refunded to stockholders, and the additional sum that was expended for advertising our denouncement of the enterprise. Dr. Lyman was stripped of his entire investment in the prop- erty. The newspapers lost many thousands of dollars, representing Dr. Lyman's unpaid advertising bills. A number of mining-stock brokers also forfeited some money; they were compelled to refund their commissions. J. C. Weir, the New York mining-stock broker, who does business under the firm name of Weir Brothers & Company, had sold in the neighborhood of 100,000 shares of Bullfrog Rush to his clients, and he took violent exception to our decision not to refund an amount in excess of the net price paid to us. He held that his firm ought not to be compelled to dis- gorge its profits. We stood pat and argued that he ought to be proud to share with us the glory of " making good " in such an unusual way to stockholders. It was the first time in the history of Western mining promotions that a thing like this had ever been done, and we pointed out to Mr. Weir that it would gain reputation both for himself and the trust company. For a period Mr. Weir 110 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY carried on an epistolary warfare with the trust company. For nearly two months he refused to yield. Finally, we received a letter from Mr. Weir saying that since we refused to come to his terms he would accept ours, and that he had drawn on us for $4,500, with one lot of 10,- 000 shares of Bullfrog Rush stock attached. On receipt of the letter I gave instructions to the cashier promptly to honor the draft. An hour later the cashier reported that the draft had been presented and that an examination of the stock cer- tificates showed that not a single one of them had been sold by the trust company through Mr. Weir's firm, and, in fact, had never been disposed of by the trust company to anybody. A hurried examination of the stock-certifi- cate books of the Bullfrog Rush Company, which were in the hands of the company's secretary in Goldfield, a clerk of Dr. Lyman, revealed the fact that a large number of blank certificates had been torn out of the certificate books without any entry appearing on the stubs. The certificates returned to us by Mr. Weir bore dates of several months prior, and our immediate assumption was that Dr. Lyman, at the very moment when we were marketing the treasury stock under a binding contract which forbade him or any one else to dispose of any Bull- frog Rush stock under any circumstances, was clan- destinely getting rid of these shares. Mr. Weir, it ap- peared, had neglected to segregate Dr. Lyman's certifi- cates from those shipped him by the trust company. Another hypothesis was that those certificates had never been sold at all, but had merely been received from Dr. Lyman to be reforwarded to us in order to claim a re- fund for what we had never been paid for. Of course, we returned the draft unpaid. But that didn't end the incident. My partner, Mr. Sullivan, took MY ADVENTXJRES WITH YOUR MONEY 111 it upon himself to wire his sentiments to Weir Brothers & Company, as follows : " You are so crooked that if you swallowed a ten-penny nail and vomited, it would come out a corkscrew." That was "Larry's" homely way of ex-- pressing his opinion. Goldfield's year of wind and dust had brightened into the glow of Summer. The still breath of August was diifused through the thin mild air of the high altitude. This thin air, which nearly two years before had prompted a camp wit to comment on the birth of my news bureau to the effect that " the high elevation was ideal for the concoction of the visionary stuff that dreams are made of," appeared unprophetic. There was plenty of con- crete evidence of the yellow metal to be seen. Production from the mines was increasing daily and money from speculators was pouring into the camp from every direc- tion. A mining-stock boom of gigantic proportions was brew- ing. Mohawk of Goldfield, which was incorporated for 1,000,000 shares of the par value of $1 each, and which in the early days went begging at 10 cents a share, was now selling around $2 a share on the San Francisco Stock Exchange, the Goldfield Stock Exchange and the New York Curb. Other Goldfields had advanced in propor- tion. Combination Fraction was up from 25 cents to $1.15. Silver Pick, which was promoted at 15 cents a share, was selling at 50 cents. Jumbo Extension ad- vanced from 15 to 60. Red Top, which was offered in large blocks at 8 cents per share two years before, was selling at $1. Jumbo advanced from 25 cents to $1.25. Atlanta moved up from 12 to 40, Fifty others, repre- senting prospects, enjoyed proportionate advances. The Sullivan stocks were right in the swim. Jumping Jack was in hot demand on the San Francisco Stock Ex- 112 MY ADVENTURES WITH. YOUR MONEY change and New York Curb at 45 cents, Stray Dog at 70 cents, Indian Camp at 80 cents, and Eagle's Nest at 50 cents. Subscribers to Indian Camp could cash in at ■a profit of more than 200 per cent. The country gave indications of going " Goldfield crazy." My Goldfield publicity bureau was working over- time. James Hopper, the noted fiction writer and maga- zinist, ably assisted by Harry Hedrick and other com- petent mining reporters, was " on the job " and doing yeoman service. The news-columns of the daily papers of the country teemed with stories of the-Goldfield excitement. People began to flock into the camp in droves. The town was a scene of bustle and life. Motley groups as- sembled at every corner and discussed the great produc- tion being made from the Mohawk *and the terrific mar- ket advances being chronicled by piining stocks repre- senting all sorts and descriptions of Goldfield properties. Whenever Hayes and Monnette, owners of the Mohawk lease, appeared on the streets, they were followed by a mixed throng of the riff"raff of the camp, who hailed them, open-mouthed, as wonders. The madness of speculation in mining shares in the camp itself was beginning to exceed in its intensity the exciting play at the gaming tables; There was a con- tagion of excitement even in the open spaces of the street. At each meeting of the Goldfield Stock Exchange the boardroom was crowded. The sessiqns were tempestuous. Every step and every hallway leading to the room was jammed with men and women over whose faces all lights and shades of expression flitted. The bidding for mining issues was frantic. Profits mounted high. Everybody seemed to be buying and no one appeared to be willing to sell except at a substantial rise over the last quotations. Castle-building and fumes of fancy usurped reason. MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 113 Bank deposits were increasing by leaps and bounds. The camp was rapidly becoming drunk with the joy of fortune-making. Manhattan now shone mostly in the reflected glory of Goldfield, but Manhattan stocks were booming. This en- abled the Sullivan Trust Company to dispose of nearly all of its Manhattan securities which had been carried over after the San Francisco catastrophe and to pile up a great reserve of cash. A big demand was developing for shares in Fairview companies. Nevada Hills of Fairview was selling on the stock exchanges and curbs at $3 per share, or a valuation of $3,000,000 for the mine. Only a few months before it had fallen into Goldfield and Salt Lake hands for $5,000. Fairview Eagle's Nest, for which subscriptions had been accepted at 35 cents per share by the Sullivan Trust Com- pany, was selling at 70 cents on the San Francisco Stock Exchange. The Sullivan Trust Company announced the offering of 1,000,000 shares, embracing the entire capitalization of the Fairview Hailstone Mining Company, at 25 cents. , The stock was purchased by us at 8 cents. We sold out in a week. San Francisco and Salt Lake were the prin- cipal buyers, and it was unnecessary even to insert an ad- vertisement offering the stock. The brokers fell over one another to underwrite the offering by telegraph. PEIZE riGHTS AND MINING PEOMOTION FOR a fortnight there was a lull in news of sensatorial gold discoveries, but the approaching Gans-Nelson fight, which was arranged to be held in Goldfield on Labor Day, September 3, furnished sufficient exciting reading matter for the newspapers throughout the land to keep the Goldfield news pot boiling. The Sullivan Trust Com- 114 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY pany had guaranteed the promoters of the iight against loss to the extent of $10,000, and other camp interests put up $50,000 more. Gans, the fighter, was without funds to put up his forfeit and mal?e the match, and the Sullivan Trust Company had also advanced the money for that purpose. Mr. Sullivan became Gans' manager. When Gans arrived in town Mr. Sullivan interviewed him to this effect: " Gans, if you lose this fight thfey'll kill you here in Goldfield; they'll think you laid down. I and my friends are going to bet a ton of money ott you, and you must win." Gans promised he would do his best. " Tex " Rickard and his friends wagered on Nelson. The cashier of the Sullivan Trust Company was instructed to cover all the money that any one wanted to bet at odds of 10 to 8 and 10 to 7 on Gans, we taking the long end. A sign was hung in the window reading : " A large sum of jnoncy has been placed with us to wager on Gans. Nelson money promptly covered inside." Mr. Sullivan was in his glory. Prize-fighting suited his tastes better than high finance, and he was as busy as a one-armed paper-hanger with the itch. An argument arose about who should referee the fight. " Tex " Rickard nominated George Siler, of Chicago, and Battling Nelson promptly O. K'd the selection. Mr. Sul- livan openly objected. He thought it good strategy. He sent for the newspaper men and gave out an interview in which he declared that ]Mr. Siler was prejudiced against Gans because he was a negro, and he did not believe Mr. Siler would give Gans a square dcarl. " Rice," whispered Sullivan after the newspaper men left the office, " I am four-flushing about that race-preju- dicie yarn, but it won't do any harm. Siler needs the job. MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 115 He's broke and I'll make him eat out of my hand before I'll agree to let him referee the fight. They've already invited Siler to come here, and I won't be able to get an- other referee, but I'll beat them at their own game. When Siler gets here I'll thrash matters out with him and agree to his selection, but first I want him to know who's boss." Mr. Siler arrived. An hour later he was closeted with Mr. Sullivan in one of the back rooms of the trust com- pany offices. The dialogue which ensued was substan- tially as follows: Mr. Siler. You've got me dead wrong, Sullivan. I want to referee this fight, and I want you to withdraw your objections. Mr, Sullivan. Well, I've heard from sources which I can't tell you anything about that you don't like Gans, and I can't stand for you. Mr. Siler. I need this fight, and I've come all the way from Chicago in the expectation of refereeing it. I couldn't give Gans the worst of it if I wanted to. He is a clean fighter and I would not have an excuse. Mr. Sullivan. Gans is a clean fighter, but Nelson isn't ; he uses dirty tactics and he is a fouler for fair. Mr. Siler. If he does any fouling in this fight I'll make him quit or declare him out. Mr. Sullivan. What guarantee have I got that you won't give Gans the worst of it.'' Mr. Siler. Well, I'll tell you, Sullivan, if you with- draw your objections I'll guarantee you that I'll be this fair. If Nelson uses foul tactics, or if he don't, I'll show my fairness to Gans by giving him the benefit of every doubt. Now, will that satisfy you.'' Mr. Sullivan. Yes, it'll satisfy me, but, remember, if 116 MY ADVENTUHES WITH YOUR MONEY you don't keep your word you'll have just as much chance of getting out of this town alive as Gans will have if he lays down! You understand? Mr. Siler. Yes. On the afternoon of the fight the Sullivan Trust Com- pany cast accounts and found that '\\, had wagered $45,- 000 on Gans against a total of $32,500 put up by the followers of Nelson. Mr. Sullivan, after talking it over with me, had ac- cepted the honorary position of announcer at the ring- side. Though not of aristocratic mien, " Larry " was of fine physique, with a bold, bluff countenance, and I felt confident that his cordial manner would appeal to that Far Western assemblage. Just before the prize-fighters entered the ring, " Larry " jumped into the arena. Standing above the mass of moving heads and holding up both hands, he hailed the great crowd thus : " Gentlemen, we are assembled iu this grand areno to witness a square fight. This fight is held under the auspices of ' Tex ' Kickard, a man. of great acclumua- tions " '"Larry " did not get much farther. The audience laughed, and then jeered and hooted until it became hoarse. His words were drowned in the tempest of de- rision. I was informed by friends who were close to the ringside that he went on in the same rambling way for a few minutes more, but I can't testify to that fact from my own knowledge because " s^cclumuations " and " areno " overcame me and I stopped up my ears. The fight progressed for twenty rounds or more, when 1 began to doubt the ability of Gans to win. Mr. Sulli- van^ had a commissioner at the ringside, who, up to this MY ADVENTUHES WITH YOUR MONEY 117 time, had been betting anybody and everybody all the 10 to 6 that was wanted against Nelson. I hailed Mr. Sul- livan at the ringside. " This doesn't look like the cinch for Gans you said it would be," I whispered. " Wait a minute," Mr. Sullivan replied, " I'll go to Gans' corner as soon as this round is over and find out what's doing with him." Mr. Sullivan went over to Gans' corner and came back. " Gans says he can't win this fight, but he won't lose. He's a good ring-general and he'll pull us out. Don't bet any more money. I'm going to stay close to the ringside. Watch close." It was apparent during the next ten rounds that Gans was availing himself of every opportunity to impress upon the audience that Nelson was inclined to use dirty fight- ing tactics, and soon Nelson was being hooted for foul fighting. Gans, on the other hand, appeared to be fight- ing fair and like a gentleman. Soon it was evident that Gans had won the sympathy and favor of the audience. The fight had continued through the fortieth round, when Mr. Sullivan again repaired to Gans' corner and held another animated whispered conversation with him. In the forty-second round Gans of a sudden went down, rolled over and, holding his hand under his belt, let out a yell of anguish that indicated to the excited multitude that Nelson had fouled him frightfully. In another instant Mr. Sullivan had clambered into the ring. Confusion reigned. The audience was on its feet. Pushing his fist into the referee's face, Mr. Sullivan cried : " Now, Siler, you saw that foul, didn't you.'' It's a foul, isn't it? Gans wins, doesn't he? " All of this happened quick as a flash. Mr. Siler, pale as a ghost, whispered something inaudibly. 118 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY Mr. Sullivan, turning to the assemblage and raising both arms to the skies, yelled: " Gentlemen, the referee declares Gans the winner on a foul!" The audience acclaimed his decision with salvos of ap- plause. There did not appear to be a man in the crowd who doubted a foul had been committed, although Nelson at once protested his innocence. Next day Mr. Sullivan told me that in or near the twenty-fourth round Gans had broken his wrist and knew he could not win the fight by a knockout. He also said that Gans went down in the forty-second round in order to save the day. " / won that fight," said Mr. Sullivan. " I told Gans while he was in his corner after the fortieth round that if he lost he would be laying down on his friends, that he had the audience with him, and that it was time to take advantage of Nelson's foul tactics." This was my first experience in prize-fighting, and my last. My sympathies were, however, with the winner. Gans' tactics throughout up to the last round were gen- tlemanly and those of Nelson unfair. Even the partisans of Nelson who had wagered on him agreed after the fight that the battle put up by the negro up to the forty- second round was a white man's fight and he was entitled to win. Nelson had been guilty of foul tactics in almost every round, but the probabilities are that Gans was not dis- abled by a foul blow in the forty-second round and that he took advantage of the sentiment in his favor, which had been created by his manly battle up to that time, to go down at a psychological moment. I saw Mr. Siler after the contest, and he appeared pleased that his decision was so well received, but he as- MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 119 sured me that if he was invited to referee another bout in any mining camp he would decline the job. The Sullivan Trust Company, of course, won a big bet on the result, but it lost a bigger one as an outcome of the battle on the very next day. The impression cre- ated by Announcer Sullivan's attempt to reach lofty flights of eloquence in his speech to the fight-audience was bad for the trust company, and it required the use of over $100,000 on the day following to meet the flood of selling orders in Sullivan stocks which poured into the San Fran- cisco Stock Exchange. THE YEAR OP BIG FIGURES I SOON recouped these stock-market losses. At about four o'clock one afternoon, a few days afterward, a miner who had been at work during the day on the Lof- tus-Sweeney lease of the Combination Fraction, called at the office of the trust company and asked me to buy 1,000 shares of Combination Fraction stock for him. He di- vulged to me that just as he was coming off shift he had learned that a prodigious strike of high-grade ore had been made at depth. Combination Fraction had closed that afternoon on the San Francisco Stock Exchange with sales at $1.15. I went out on the street and pro- ceeded to buy all the Combination Fraction in sight. In half an hour I had corralled about 60,000 shares at an average of $1.30. An hour later the owners of the lease obtained the information on which I was working, and by eight o'clock that night, when the Goldfield Stock Ex- change began its evening session, the price had jumped to $1.85. Within a week thereafter the price sky- rocketed to $3.75, and at this figure I took profits of nearly $150,000. Had I held on a little longer I could 120 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY have doubled that profit, for Combination Fraction a few weeks later sold at higher than $6. The Combination Fraction strike was followed by a number of others, and the boom gathered force. By Oc- tober, Goldfield Silver Pick had advanced to $1 per share, up 600 per cent. Goldfield Red Top was selling at $2, Jumbo at $2, and Mohawk at $5, showing profits of from 2,000 to 5,000 per cent. Others had gained proportion- ately. In fact, there were over twenty Goldfield securi- ties listed on the exchange that showed the public a stock- market profit of anywhere from 100 per cent, to 5,000 per cent. Mining machinery of every description was being shipped into camp, and for half a mile around the Com- bination mine the landscape of assembled gaUows-frames resembled a great producing oil field. There were signs of mining activity everywhere. For four miles east of the Combination mine and six miles south every inch of ground had been located. Claims situated miles away from the productive area were changing hands hourly at high figures. The Sullivan stocks kept pace in the markets with the other booming securities, and it was plain that the trust company was riding on a tidal wave of success. Our profits exceeded $1,500,000 at this period, and we were just eight months old. In a single fortnight the Sullivan Trust Company pro- moted the Lou Dillon Goldfield Mining Company at 25 cents per share, a valuation of $250,000 for the property, which cost $50,000 ; and the Silver Pick Extension, which cost $26,000, at the same figure, netting several hundred thousand dollars' profit on these two transactions. Op- tions to purchase the Lou Dillon and Silver Pick Exten- sion, which were situated within 500 feet of the Combina- MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 121 tion mine, had been in possession of the Sullivan Trust Company for months, and had increased in value to such an extent that on the day the subscriptions were opened in Goldfield for Lou Dillon at 25 cents per share, a pros- pector named Phoenix, who had received $50,000 from the Sullivan Trust Company for the entire property, sub- scribed for 100,000 shares, or a tenth interest in the en- terprise, paying $25,000 therefor. It was the rule of the Sullivan Trust Company to open subscriptions in Goldfield on the day its advertising copy left the camp by mail for the East. Newspaper publish- ers were always instructed to publish the advertisements, which were generally of the full-page variety, on the day following receipt. In the case of Lou Dillon it became necessary to telegraph all newspapers east of Chicago not to publish the advertisement because of oversubscription before the copy reached them, and in the case of Silver Pick Extension the orders to publish the advertisements were canceled by telegraph before the mail carrying the copy reached Kansas City. San Francisco, Los Angeles and Salt Lake subscribed for 50 per cent, of the entire offering of Lou Dillon and Silver Pick Extension, and Goldfield for 25 per cent. As a matter of fact, had we desired, we could have sold the entire offerings in Gold- field, Tonopah and Reno without inserting any adver- tisements, so great was the excitement in the State it-^ self. At this period the combined monthly payrolls of the mining companies promoted by the Sullivan Trust Com- pany totaled in excess of $50,000, and excellent progress was being made in opening up the properties. It was early Autumn in Goldfield, warm, dry and dusty, and never a cloud in the sky. I was at my desk eighteen 122 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY hours a day, and liked my job. Things were coming our way. The Sullivan Trust Company was in politics. Mr. Sul- livan was popular with the miners, and Governor Sparks was a large asset of the trust company because he had been allowing the use of his name as president of all the mining companies promoted by it. Nevertheless, when the State election approached, the Governor had no money for campaign expenses. He telegraphed the trust com- pany from Carson: " I wiU not stand for renomination." We replied : " You are certain to be elected, and you will be renominated by acclamation if you accept." " I won't run unless you guarantee my election," he telegraphed. We answered : " We guarantee." The Governor was renominated by the Democrats. The Republicans placed in nomination J. F. Mitchell, a mining engineer and mine owner, who was very popular among mine operators. There were thousands of miners domiciled in Goldfield. The Western Federation of Miners dominated. " Sullivan," I said, " isn't it a certainty that the miners will vote the Democratic ticket because Mitchell has been put forward by the mine owners .'' Is it necessary to spend any money with the Western Federation .'' " " Not a dollar ! " replied Mr. Sullivan. " There's a meeting of the executive committee to-morrow. I'm go- ing to be around when they meet. Without spending a cent I'll bring home the bacon. Watch me ! " Sullivan reported to me the next day that he had suc- ceeded in his mission. " I didn't attend the meeting," he said, " but I did see MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 123 the main ' squeeze.' He told me that a contribution to the Miner's Hospital would be gratefully accepted, but that even that was not necessary, and that Sparks would win in a walk." The only campaign money advanced by the Sullivan Trust Company was given to Mr. Sullivan to go to Reno. He asked for $1,000, and he used it in conducting open house on the first floor of the Golden Hotel, meeting peo- ple and greeting them. Reno appeared to be a Repub- lican stronghold, and Mr. Sullivan, by baiting the Catho- lics against the Protestants, succeeded in holding down the Republican majority to an extent that was wofuUy insufiicient to overcome the Democratic majority rolled up in Goldfield with the aid of the miners. Governor Sparks was reelected by a handsome majority. Had the occasion demanded it, we would have " tapped a barrel." But it was not necessary. THE STOUY OP GOLDFIEXJ) CONSOMDATED RUMORS were rife in Goldfield of a merger of mam- moth proportions which was said to be on the tapis. Great as were the gold discoveries in camp, they did not justify the terrific advances being chronicled in the stock- market, and it was apparent that something extraordinary must be hatching to justify the market's action. George Wingfield, who had enjoyed a meteoric career, rising within five years from a faro dealer in Tonopah to the ownership of control in the Mohawk and many other mining companies and to part ownership of the leading Goldfield bank, John S. Cook & Company, which was then credited with having $7,000,000 on deposit, was said to be engineering the deal. The names of the prop- erties were not given, nor the figures. It occurred to me 124! MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY that in any merger that was made the Jumbo and Red Top, because of their central location, must be included. I sought out Charles D. Taylor, who with his brother, H. L. Taylor, and Capt. J. B. Menardi, owned the con- trol of these properties. He asked $2.50 per share for his stock and that of his partners — all or none. Mr. Taylor had walked into the camp as a prospector. Most of his nights were spent at the gaming tables, and he was reported to be an easy mark for the professionals. His losses were constant and heavy. I put Mr. Sullivan on his trail. Mr. Sullivan reported to me that Mr. Wing- field was hobnobbing with Mr. Taylor. " Get an option on these properties from Taylor and be quick," I told Mr. Sullivan. Next morning I met Mr. Sullivan. He held in his hands 20,000 shares of Jumbo, selling at $1.75 per share on the Goldfield Stock Exchange. " I won it in a poker game last night with Taylor and Wingfield," he said. " I have an oral option on the prop- erty good for three days at $2.50, but if you leave it to me, I'll win these properties from him playing cards." I did not see Mr. Sullivan again for a week. Next I heard of him he had " fallen off the water-wagon " and was reported to be celebrating the event in Tonopah. While Mr. Sullivan was "kidding" himself about his poker-playing ability, Mr. Wingfield had come to terms with Mr. Taylor and had bought the control of Jumbo and Red Top at an average price of $2.10 per share. That explained Mr. Sullivan's lapse. However, I blamed myself. Mr. Sullivan was no match for Mr. Wino-field. In any game from stud-poker to marketing mining stock MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 125 Mr. Wingfield can outwit, outmaneuver and outgeneral a hundred like " Larry." Both companies had been capitalized for 1,000,000 shares. The sale required that a fortune be paid over. Mr. Wingfield paid a small sum down, and Mr. Taylor placed the stock of both of these companies in escrow in the John S. Cook & Company bank, the balance to be paid a month later. The purchase of control of the Jumbo and Red Top by the firm of Wingfield and Nixon signalized the beginning of a stock-market campaign for higher prices that stands unprecedented for audacity and intensity in the history of mining-stock speculation in this country since the great boom of the Comstock lode in 1871-1873. The market for all listed Goldfield stocks, was made to boil and sizzle day in and day out until Jumbo and Red Top had been ballooned from $2 to $5 per share, Laguna from 40 cents to $2, Goldfield Mining from 50 cents to $2, and Mohawk from $5 to $20. Within three weeks the advance in market price of the issued capitalization of this quintet alone represented the difference between $8,000,000 and $26,600,000. A few days before top prices were reached, it was offi- cially announced that the merger of Mohawk, Red Top, Jumbo, Goldfield Mining and Laguna into the Goldfield Consolidated Mines Company had been made on the basis of $20 for each outstanding share of Mohawk, $5 for Red Top, $5 for Jumbo, $2 for Goldfield Mining, and $2 for Laguna. It was also given out that the promoters, Wing- field and Nixon, had allotted themselves $2,500,000 in stock of the merged companies as a promoters' fee. Right on top of this came an announcement that the Com- bination mine had been turned into the merger for $4,000,- 126 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 000 In cash and stock, and it was learned that go-betweens had made a profit of $1,000,000 on the deal by securing an option on the property for $3,000,000. In short, a merger was put through of properties and stocks, the issued capitalization of which was selling in already inflated markets on the day the merger was con- ceived for $11,000,000, at a valuation of $33,000,000, and in addition the promoters received a $2,500,000 bonus. Had the properties been merged on the basis of their selling prices three weeks prior, the equivalent value of the 3,500,000 shares of merger stock would have been a fraction above $3. As it stood, under the ballooning process, the market value was $10, which was the par. At the time of the merger these were the conditions that ruled at the mines : The Mohawk, appraised at $20,000,000, had produced under lease in the neighborhood of $8,000,000, of which less than $2,000,000 had found its way into the treasury of the Mohawk Mining Company, the balance going to the leasers. The leasers had " high-graded " the prop- erty to a fare-you-well, and less than $1,000,000 worth of high-grade remained in sight, although it was conceded on every side that the leasers had not attempted, nor were they able during the period of their leasehold, to block out systematically and put into sight all of the ore in the mine. Large, but indefinite, prospective value therefore attached to Mohawk in addition to the tonnage in sight. The Laguna, for which $2,000,000 had been paid in stock, did not have a pound of ore in sight, and had cost Wingfield and Nixon less than $100,000. Goldfield Mining, scene of a sensational production during the early days of the camp, appraised at $2,000,- 000 more, had fizzled out as a producer. Jumbo, taken in for $5,000,000, for a year previous MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 1^7 had produced little or no ore, most of the time being exhausted by the management in sinking a deep shaft, and it had less than $500,000 in sight. Red Top, valued at another $5,000,000, had in excess of $2,000,000 worth of medium grade ore blocked out. Wingfield and Nixon were also heavily interested in Columbia Mountain, Sandstorm, Blue Bull, Cracker jack, Red Hills, Oro, Booth, Milltown, Kendall, May Queen, and other Goldfield stocks. No sooner did the five stocks forming the merger begin to show such startling market advances than the ballooning tendency manifested itself in Wingfield and Nixon's miscellaneous list, and all of them showed phenomenal gains. Soon the entire list of Goldfield, Tonopah, Manhattan, Bullfrog, and other Nevada mining securities listed on the San Francisco Stock Exchange and traded in on the exchanges and curbs of the country, felt the force of the terrific rises, and sympathetically they skyrocketed to unheard-of levels. To convey an idea as to how far the prices of these stocks were moved up beyond their intrinsic worth, as a result of the ballooning process of the merger, I give some comparisons. Columbia Mountain sold during the boom at above $1.50; it is now selling at 5 cents. Blue Bull, Cracker- jack, Oro, Booth, Red Hills, Milltown, Kendall, Con- queror, Hibernia, Ethel, Kewanas, Sandstorm and May Queen sold at an average of 75 cents during the boom; they are now selling at an average of less than 5 cents. A hundred other Goldfield securities, which were in eager demand at the zenith of the spectacular movement at prices ranging from 50 cents to $2.50 can now be purchased at from 1 to 5 cents per share, while many others that were hopefully bought by an over-wrought public at all sorts of figures are now not quoted at all. 128 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY AT THE HEIGHT OE THE FEENZT THE difference between the market ^rice of listed Nevada stocks on November 15, 1906, and that of to-day is in excess of $200,000,000. A fair estimate of the public's real-money loss in the listed division is $150,- 000,000. Nor was this all of the damage that was done. When excitement in Goldfield's listed stocks reached a frenzy, wild-catters operating from the cities got into harness, and within three months in the neighborhood of 2,000 companies, owning in most instances properties situated miles from the proved zone in Goldfield, or in unproved camps near Goldfield, were foisted on the public for $150,- 000,000 more. The fact that Mohawk, which in the early days of Goldfield could have been purchased at 10 cents, had advanced to $20 and had shown purchasers a profit of 20,000 per cent. ; that Laguna had advanced in less than two years from 15 cents to $2 ; that Jumbo and Red Top, selling at $5, could have been purchased a year or two before at around 10 cents; that Goldfield Mining, which had in the early days been peddled around the camp at 15 cents, had moved up to $2, etc., gave the wild-oatters an argument that was convincing to gulls in every town and hamlet in the Union. And the harvest was immense. Not one of the 2,000 wild-cats has made good, and every dollar so invested has been lost. It will be noted from the reckoning as given that about as much money was lost in the listed stocks of the camps as in the unlisted " cats and dogs." As a matter of fact, veteran mining-stock buyers, in camp and out of the camp, lost as much hard cash as did MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 129 the unsophisticated. San Francisco, which owes its opu- lence of jears gone by to successful mining endeavor, was probably hit as hard as any other city in the Union. San Francisco thought it knew the game, and it confined its operations to the stocks listed on the exchange where the Comstocks are traded in. But San Francisco did not know the inside of the merger deal as it is now known to every schoolboy in Nevada. The operation on the inside was this. Wingfield and Nixon owned the John S. Cook & Company bank in Gold- field, and they owned the control of nearly a score of min- ing companies which were of little account as well as having' acquired the control of the biggest mine in camp. During the height of the boom, which they engineered to swing the merger, they disposed of millions of shares of an indiscriminate lot of companies, and used the many millions of proceeds to take over Jumbo, Red Top and their outstanding contracts in Mohawk and other integrals of the merger. They likewise were able during the bal- looning process to dispose of much Mohawk at from $15 to $20, much Jumbo at from $4 to $5, much Red Top at from $4 to $5, that cost them very considerably less than this, and in this way were enabled to finance their deal to a finish. I have just pointed out that in order to accomplish the merger it was necessary that the market in all Goldfield securities, in which the promoters were interested, be stim- ulated in order to enable unloading by the insiders before some of the very large payments became due. This be- ing accomplished, and the payments having been made, the promoters sought to establish a market for merger shares at or around par. In order to accomplish this the Goldfield bank, in which the promoters were heavily 130 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY interested, stimulated speculation and managed to spread a feeling of security by announcing its willingness to loan from 60 to 80 per cent, par on merger shares. All Goldfield fell for this, and the camp went broke as a result. Within eighteen months thereafter Goldfield Consoli- dated sold down to $3.50 in the markets, and margin- traders and borrowers who had put up the stock as col- lateral to purchase more were butchered. Loans were foreclosed by the bank as rapidly as margins were ex- hausted. The carnage was awful. It must be evident that Wingfield and Nixon, both of whom became multimillionaires as the result of their min- ing-stock operations in Goldfield, were directly and indi- rectly important factors in the loss by the public of $300,- 000,000, as set forth above. It is admitted that less than $7,000,000 worth of ore had been developed as a reserve at the time $35,000,000 worth of stock in the merger was issued and a market manufactured to dispose of the stock at this fictitious price-level. It is not of particular inter- est that Goldfield Consolidated, by reason of sensationally rich mine developments at depth, has since given promise of returning to stockholders an amount almost equal to par for their shares, and that it now appears that those who were able to weather the intervening de- clines may in the end be out only the interest on their money. This fact stands out: Although Goldfield Consolidated owned at the outset a bonanza gold mine, stockholders had just two chances. They could bi'eak ewn or lose — break ev€n on their investment if the mine made good in a sensational way, which was a big gamble at the time, or lose if the mine didn't. They could not win. MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 131 Mr. Nixon was a United States Senator from Nevada. He was also president of the Nixon National Bank of Reno, Nevada. He held both of these positions at the time the merger was made, and it was largely because of Mr. Nixon's political and financial position that the dar- ing ballooning market operations, which were staged as a curtain-raiser for the merger, proved so successful. In the Nevada Mining News of May 9,5, 1907, circula- tion 28,000, an interview appeared with United States Senator Nixon of Nevada, vouched for as follows: The manuscript of the interview was submitted to, and ap- proved by, the Senator. Unchanged by one jot or tittle, it is printed just as it came from his hands. Even now the Sena- tor holds a carbon of the original manuscript and may brand us with it if we have broken the faith we pledged. I quote from the Senator's interview, as it appeared in that issue of the Nevada Mining News : " What do you estimate the ultimate earnings of Goldfield Consolidated will be?" was asked. ' " Consolidated will be a bigger producer, I should say, three or four years from now than it will be one year from now," Senator Nixon replied, " and I believe I am conservative when I say that the property will be eventually earning $1,000,000 net monthly." " Then, as an mvestment, the stock is easily a $W stock? " " That is a minimum estimate of its future value, I should say," mas the response. As to that interview: Mr. Nixon said that within three or four years (the 132 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY time limit is up), $20 would be a minimum price for the shares. They touched $10 only once since then, or one- half of his estimate. Shortly after the interview was given they sold down as low as $3,50. Recently the mar- ket quotation was $4. He said, further, that the mines would ultimately earn at the rate of $1,000,000 a month. This statement also has fallen far short of fulfilment. Soon after George S. Nixon, as president of the Gold- field Consolidated Company, gave out this interview for public consumption he, according to his own later admis- sions, disposed of all of his holdings, and at an average price, it is believed, of less than $8 a share. This is only a superficial rendering of the big event in Goldfield's history, but it is sufficient to furnish an ex- ample of the efi^ect of Get-Rich-Quick influences that radi- ate from high places and separate the public from millions upon millions, without being called to account. The dear American public has been falling for this kind of insidious brand of Get-Rich-Quick dope for years. It is being gulled into losing millions through its fetish wor- ship of promoters with millions, who are really the Get- Rich-Quicks of the day that are very dangerous. Greenwater, a rich man's camp, in which the public sank $30,000,000 during three months that marked the •zenith of the Goldfield boom, is another case in point where a confiding investing public followed a deceiving light and was led to ruthless slaughter. CHAPTER IV The Gkeenwater Fiasco WHEN the excitement was at fever-heat in Gold- field over the stupendous rises in market value of Goldfield securities which were being chronicled hourly, news came to town of the successful flotation in New York of the Greenwater & Death Valley Mining Company. The capitalization was 3,000,000 shares of the par value of $1 each. The stock had been underwritten at $1 a share by New York and Pittsburg Stock Exchange houses, had been listed on the New York Curb, and had climbed to around $5.50, or a valuation for the property of $16,500,000. Among the officers of this company were M. R. Ward, brother-in-law of Charles M. Schwab ; T. L. Oddie, now Governor of Nevada, and Malcolm Macdonald, later president of the Nevada First National Bank of Tonopah. Greenwater is situated about 150 miles south of Gold- field, across the State line in California. No one ever went to or fro without passing through Goldfield. If there was a Greenwater boom, how was it that we in Gold- field, who were in touch with all Nevada mining afi^airs, did not know about it.'' Goldfield promoters soon began to give attention. Shortly they caught the infection. A stampede from Goldfield into Greenwater ensued. In fact, people flocked to Greenwater from every direction. A bunch of Tonopah money-getters, headed by the indom- itable Malcolm Macdonald, were grabbing the money on Greenwaters in New York, and Goldfield was not in the play. 133 134 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY The reports that came from Greenwater as a result of the first stampede from Goldfield were of doubtful variety, Greenwater & Death Valley was described as a raw pros- pect not worth over 10 cents per share. Goldfield people shook their heads. There was no gainsaying the fact, however, that Greenwater & Death Valley appeared to be a giant success in the Eastern stock markets. Charles M. Schwab was reported to be behind the flotation of Greenwater & Death Valley. Montgomery-Shoshone and Tonopah Extension, two other Schawb enterprises, were selling at hundreds of per cent, profit in the stock markets. The fact that Mr. Schwab was interested in the camp was an argument that appealed with great force to Nevada promoters, for the fraternity had learned to attach just as much significance to having a market as to having a mine before commencing promotion operations. The Sullivan Trust Company not having had a failure of any kind on the market, I hesitated to commit the trust company to any issue in the new camp. Not to be en- tirely out of it, however, I sent our engineer, " Jack " Campbell, into the district to report on all the properties. News came thick and fast from the New York market as to the success of the Greenwaters in the East. Furnace Creek Copper Company, originally promoted by " Patsy " Clark of Spokane at 25 cents per share, with a million- share capitalization, was reported to be getting the benefit of Mr. Clark's personal market handling on the New York Curb, and the shares soon reached a high quotation of $5.50. John W. Gates had been let in by " Patsy " at around 50 cents and was reported to have unloaded 400,- 000 shares at all sorts of prices from $1 up to $5.50, and down again. On the heels of this advance came word of the success- ful promotion of the United Greenwater Company, with MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 135 C. S. Minzesheimer & Company, members of the New York Stock Exchange, acting as fiscal agents for the com- pany. The promoters were named as Malcolm Macdonald, Donald B. Gillies and Charles M. Schwab. J. C. Weir, the New York mining-stock broker, who was conducting through the mails a nation-wide market-letter campaign in favor of Greenwater, was reported to have sold 150,000 or 200,000 shares at the subscription price of $1. The offering was said to have been oversubscribed twice. The price then shot up to $2.50 on the New York Curb. The market boiled. Philadelphia was reported to be Greenwater-mad. When United Greenwater had reached $1.50 on its way up and Greenwater & Death Valley had passed the $4 point, the Schwab crowd announced the formation of the Green- water Copper Mines & Smelters Company to consolidate the Greenwater & Death Valley and United Greenwater companies. This new parent company was capitalized for $25,000,000, with 5,000,000 shares of the par value of $5 each, and the East was reported to be eating up the new stock " blood raw." The president of this company was Charles R. Miller, who was president of the Tonopah & Goldfield Railroad Company, and the vice-president was M. R. Ward, the redoubtable brother-in-law of Charles M. Schwab. The directorate included Mr. Schwab; John W. Brock, who represented Philadelphia interests on the directorate of the very successful Tono- pah Mining Company ; Malcolm Macdonald, the champion " lemon " peddler of Nevada ; Frank Keith, general man- ager of the Tonopah Mining Company, and others. It was a " swell " directorate. It was learned that the stock of the new company had been underwritten by New York Stock Exchange houses, principally those with Philadelphia and Pittsburg branches 136 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY where the Schwab crowd was influential, at $1.80 per share, and that large blocks were being sold to the public at up to $3.25 on the New York Curb, a valuation for the " properties " of more than $16,000,000. GETTING INTO THE GAME THE birth of the $25,000,000 merger,, to take in two properties that had not yet matriculated even in the baby-mine class and were actually suspected at the outset by mining men in Goldfield to be wildcats, was the signal for an outpouring in quick succession of Greenwater pro- motions from all centers, of which the annals of the in- dustry in this country chronicle no counterpart. At the height of the boom there was promoted out of Los Angeles and New York the Furnace Creek Consoli- dated Copper Company, with a capitalization of $5,000,- 000. From Butte, home of the copper-mining industry, the Furnace Creek Extension Copper Mining Company was promoted, with a capitalization of $5,000,000, and also the Butte & Greenwater, capitalized for $1,500,000. Malcolm Macdonald the " hero " of Montgomery-Shoshone at Bullfrog, hailed from Butte. He it was who interested the Schwab crowd in Greenwater, as he did in Tonopah and Bullfrog. " Patsy " Clark, the noted mine operator of Spokane, having prospered marketwise with his Furnace Creek Cop- per Company, promptly headed a new one, the Furnace Valley Copper Company, with a capitalization of $6,250,- 000. These shares were listed on the Spokane, Butte and Los Angeles Stock Exchanges, but did not appear on the New York Curb. A San Francisco crowd of brokers and stock-market MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 137 operators organized the Greenwater Bimetallic Copper Company. " They let her go Gallagher " with a capital- ization of $1,000,000. The C. M. Sumner Investment Securities Company of Denver opened subscriptions for the Greenwater-Death Valley Copper Company. (The title of this company was a play on the name of the Greenwater & Death Valley Copper Company.) Tonopah citizens, not to be outdone, sallied forth with the Greenwater Calumet incorporated for $1,600,000. Hon. T. L. Oddie, later Governor of Nevada, then of Tonopah, and his brother, C. M. Oddie, followed the lead and headed the Greenwater Arcturus Copper Mining Company, with a capitalization of $3,000,000. The Consolidated Greenwater Copper Company was fed to the hungry public out of a Pittsburg trough, with general offices in the Keystone Bank Building, and with a high-class Tonopah crowd on the directorate. Eugene Howell, cashier of the Tonopah Banking Corpora- tion, of which United States Senator Nixon was president, was treasurer. John A. Kirby, of Salt Lake City, until recently associated with George Wingfield in the owner- ship of Nevada Hills, was president. Arthur Kunze, who had sold the control of the Green- water & Death Valley Copper Company to Malcolm Mac- donald, who in turn had interested the Schwab coterie in the organization, put out a new one called the Green- water Copper Mining Company, with a capitalization of $5,000,000. H. T. Bragdon, formerly president of the Goldfield Mining Company, which is one of the integrals of the Gold- field Consolidated, headed the Greenwater Black Jack Copper Mining Company, with a capitalization of $1,- 000,000. 138 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY ALL THE COPPER IN THE WORLD UNITED STATES Senator George S. Nixon of Nevada lent his name, along with H. H. Clark, William Bayley and H. J. WooUacott, as a director of the Greenwater Furnace Creek Copper Company, with a capitalization of $1,500,000. The prospectus of this company announced that the ores were " melaconite, azurite, chalcocite, and occasionally chrysocoUa, averag- ing 18 to 36 per cent, (copper) tenor." " Taking the lowest percentage of ore reported by the company," says Horace Stevens in the Copper Handbook of 1908, " and the company's own figures as to the size of its ore-bodies, the first 100 feet in depth on this won- derful property would carry upward of 20,000,000 tons of refined copper, worth, at 13 cents per pound, the com- paratively trifling sum of five billion, two hundred million dollars." Mr. Stevens goes on: " The fact that a Major is man- ager of this company, and a United States Senator is vice- president, will prove a great consolation to the share- holders. It is indeed lamentable to note that this mag- nificent mine, which carries, according to the company's own statements, more copper than all the developed cop- per mines of the world, is idle, and present office address a mystery." Donald Mackenzie, of Goldfield, promoter of the suc- cessful Frances-Mohawk Mining & Leasing Company at Goldfield, which netted over $1,500,000 from Mohawk ores, and distributed all of 20 per cent, of this amount to stockholders in the shape of dividends, pushed out the Greenwater Red Boy Copper Company and the Green- water Saratoga Copper Company, with a capitalization of $1,000,000 each. Thomas B. Rickey, president of the State Bank & Trust Company of Goldfield, Tonopah and MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 139 Carson City, was president of both of these companies, and J. L. (" God-Bless-You ") Lindsey, cashier of the State Bank & Trust Company, was treasurer. Greenwater Consolidated, Greenwater Copper, Furnace Creek Oxide Copper, Greenwater Black Oxide Copper, Greenwater California Copper, Greenwater Polaris Cop- per, Greenwater Pay Copper, Pittsburg and Greenwater Copper, Greenwater Copper Range, Greenwater Ely Con- sohdated, Greenwater Sunset, New York & Greenwater, Greenwater Etna, Greenwater Superior, Greenwater Vic- tor, Greenwater Ibex, Greenwater Vindicator, Greenwater Prospectors', Greenwater El Captain, Greenwater & Death Valley Extension, Greenwater Copper Queen, Greenwater Helmet, Tonopah Greenwater, Furnace Creek Gold & Copper, and Greenwater Willow Creek were the names of a score of others with capitalizations rang- ing all the way from $1,000,000 to $5,000,000 each. Among these the Greenwater Willow Creek Copper Com- pany boasted of the fanciest directorate. George A. Bart- lettj Nevada's lone Congressman, was president, and Rich- ard Sutro, then head of the world-known New York bank- ing house of Sutro Bros. & Co., was advertised as first vice-president. Henry E. Epstine, the popular Tonopah broker, was second vice-president, and Alonzo Tripp, gen- eral manager of the Tonopah & Goldfield Railroad, was a director. Did I fall for Greenwater? Yes, and at the eleventh hour. On the half-hearted recommendation of the trust com- pany's engineer, " Jack " Campbell, the L. M. Sullivan Trust Company paid $125,000 for a property in Green- water that boasted of two ten-foot holes. On two sides it adjoined the property of the Furnace Creek Copper Company, the original location in the camp. Our en- 140 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY gineer reported that if " Patsy " Clark's Furnace Creek Copper Company, shares of which were selling in the mar- ket at a valuation of $5,500,000 for the property, had any ore, we certainly could not miss it. No matter which way the veins trended, our ground must be as good as " Patsy's," because the identical vein formation passed through both properties. The Sullivan Trust Company thereupon incorporated the Furnace Creek South Extension Copper Company to operate the property. The capitalization was 1,250,000 shares of the par value of $1, of which 500,000 shares were placed in the treasury of the company to be sold for purposes of mine development. New York Stock Exchange houses having the call as purveyors of this particular line of goods, the Sullivan Trust Company tendered the selling agency of Furnace Creek South Extension treasury stock to E. A. Manice & Company, members of the New York Stock Exchange, whose officers are located in the same building in New York as J. P. Morgan & Company. We offered for public sub- scription 100,000 shares of treasury stock at par, $1, through E. A. Manice & Company, and this firm adver- tised the offering in New York newspapers over their own signature. The Sullivan Trust Company paid the bills. THE COLLAPSE OF GEEENWATEB THE offering turned out to be a " bloomer," the first the Sullivan Trust Company had met with. E. A. Manice & Company did not dispose of as many as 30,000 shares. Neither did the stock offered later by the Sul- livan Trust Company through brokers in other cities sell freely. Just at the moment when we announced our of- fering of Furnace Creek South Extension the Greenwater boom began to crack. MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 141 Oscar Adams Turner, who promoted the Tonopah Min- ing Company of Nevada, which has paid $8,000,000 in dividends on a capitahzation of $1,000,000, is responsi- ble for the early bursting of the bubble. Mr. Turner had invested in the Greenwater camp on the reports of an en- gineer. He organized the Greenwater Central Copper Company. Then he decided that it was advisable for him to take a look at the property for himself. He vis- ited Greenwater. Two hours after arriving in camp he sent a telegram to Philadelphia reading substantially as follows : Stop offering Greenwater Central. Make no more pay- ments on the property. Do not use my name any further. There is nothing here. The tenor of the message leaked out. Indiscriminate selling ensued by a noted bank crowd in Philadelphia who were loaded up with Greenwaters. Others followed suit. The market became sick. At the first sign of a market setback inquiries began to pour into Nevada from all over the East, and noted copper experts from Montana, Arizona, California and other points came piling into the Greenwater camp to ex- amine the properties. Soon a chorus of adverse opinion found its way into every financial center. Market val- ues crumbled as rapidly as they had risen. Paper for- tunes evaporated in thin air. I make a conservative statement when I say that the American public sank fully $30,000,000 in Greenwater in less than four months. Not all of the Greenwater promotions were over-sub- scribed — not half, not a quarter — and the American public may well congratulate itself that the boom " busted " when only approximately $30,000,000 had passed into the pockets of the promoters. 142 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY What of the camp ? It exists no more. All mine development work ceased long ago. There are green-stained carbonates on the sur- face, but there are no copper ore-bodies. The " mines " have been dismantled of their machinery and other equip- ment, and not even a lone watchman remains to point out to the desert-wayfarer the spot on which was reared the monumental mining-stock swindle of the century. Every dollar invested by the public is lost. The dry, hot winds of the sand-swept desert now chant the requiem. Fix the responsibility here if you can. The job is not easy. Let me attempt it. The buccaneers who took Greenwater & Death Valley down to New York and al- lowed the public to subscribe for it with the name of Charles M. Schwab as a lure, at a valuation for the prop- erty of more than $3,000,000, and then ballooned the price on the curb until the shares sold at a valuation of $16,500,000 for the property, without an assured mining success in sight in the entire camp — these men, in my opinion, were criminally responsible. They have never been called to account. Members of the New York Stock Exchange who aided and abetted them by lending their names to the transac- tion, and Charles M. Schwab, who permitted the use of his name and that of his brother-in-law, are morally re- sponsible. Not for an instant do I entertain the thought that the Stock Exchange crowd and Mr. Schwab realized that the mines of the company were absolutely valueless, but I do maintain that men of their standing and prestige have opportunities which men of smaller caliber do not enjoy and that their conduct for this reason was repre- hensible to an extreme. MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 143 THE SHAME AND THE BLAME T CITE the instance of the Sullivan Trust Company A " falling " for Greenwater, after hesitating about embarking on the enterprise for weeks, and I am con- vinced that others fell the same way. The Sullivan Trust Company did not touch a Greenwater property until its clients and its clientele among the brokers throughout the Union had burned up the wires with requests for a Green- water promotion, and when it did finally " fall " it lost its own money, the only other sufferers being a handful of investors who at the tail-end of the boom subscribed for a comparatively small block of treasury stock. Not all of the promoters " fell " innocently, however. There were half-baked promoters and mining-stock brok- ers in almost every city in the Union who had witnessed the enhancement in values during the Goldfield boom, and whose palms had itched for the " long green " that for so long came the way of men on the ground. These, at the first signal that the Greenwater boom was on, with Charles M. Schwab in the saddle, lost no time in annex- ing ground in the district with the single view of incor- porating companies and retailing the stock to the public at thousands of per cent, profit. The Greenwater mining-boom fiasco stands in a class by itself as an example of mining-stock pitfalls. The only Greenwater stock which at this time has a market quotation is Greenwater Mines & Smelters, which reflects the true state of the public mind regarding all Green- waters by actually selling at a valuation of less than the amount of money in the company's treasury — 6 cents per share on an outstanding issue of 3,000,000 shares — there being $189,000 in the treasury along with an I. 0. U. of C. S. Minzesheimer & Company, the " busted " New York Stock Exchange house, for $71,000, of which the com- pany will realize 27 cents on the'dollar through the receiver. CHAPTER V On the Eve of »the Geeat Goldfield Smash IT was early in November, 1906. Indian Summer held Goldfield in its soft embrace. Nature wore that golden livery which one always associates with the idea of abundance. The mines of the district were being gutted of their treasures at the rate of $1,000,000 a month. Under the high pressure of the short-term leas- ing system new high records of production were being made. The population was 15,000. Bank deposits totaled $15,000,000. Real estate on Main Street com- manded $1,000 a front foot. The streets were full of people. Every one had money. In years gone by men had died of thirst on that very spot. Three years before there were no mines and the population numbered only a corporal's guard. The trans- formation was complete. Within three years the dreams of the lusty trail-blazers, who had braved the perils of the desert to locate the district, had become a towering reality. The camp, which two years before was dubbed by financial writers of the press as a " raw prospect " and a " haven for wildcatters and gamblers," had devel- oped bonanza proportions. The early boast of Gold- field's press bureau, that Goldfield would prove to be the greatest gold camp in the United States, was an accom- plished fact. Listed Goldfield mining issues showed an enhancement in the markets of nearly $150,000,000. Stocks of neigh- boring camps had increased in market value $50,000,000 144, MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 145 more. The camp rode complacently on the crest of the big boom, than which history chronicles no greater since the famous old days of Mackay, Fair, Flood and O'Brien on the Comstock, There was no premonition that a climax must be reached in climbing values at some period, and that a collapse might be near. Goldfield Consolidated shares were selling on the ex- changes at above par, $10, or at a market valuation of more than $36,000,000 for the issued capitalization of the company. You could have bought all of the prop- erties of this company for less than $150,000 when the camp was first located. A score of leases were operating the Consolidated's properties. The leases were soon to expire. Much market capital was made of the fact that the company would presently " come into its own." More than 175 stocks of Goldfield and near-by camps were listed on the exchanges and curbs. All of these were selling at sensational prices and enjoyed a swim- ming market. The successful, merging by Wingfield and Nixon of the principal producing properties of Goldfield at a $36,000,000 valuation, more than four times the value of the known ore-reserves, stimulated the whole list. Columbia Mountain, promoted by the mergerers of Gold- field Consolidated, but excluded from the merger because not contiguous to the other integrals and because it had no ore, had been ballooned to $1.35 per share on a million- share capitalization, and stood firm in the market regard- less of the fact that it was still only an unpromising " prospect." The issued stock of a dozen other companies in control of the promoters of the merger was selling at an aggregate value of many millions more. The most de- spised " pup " in this particular group was Milltown, of not even prospective value ; yet it easily commanded a per- 146 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY share price that gave the " property " a market valuation of $400,000. Silver Pick, capitalized for 1,000,000 shares of the par value of $1 each, had scored an uninterrupted advance from 15 to $2.65 a share without a pound of ore being found on the property, The market price did not waver. Kewanas, another million-share company, was in big demand at $2.25 per share, a valuation of $2,250,000 for the property and an advance of 2,250 per cent, over the promotion price. Kewanas's gain was also made de- spite the fact that mine developments had failed to open up pay ore in commercial quantities. Eight months ear- lier the entire acreage had been offered to me for $35,000 and I had refused to buy. Goldfield Daisy, promoted by Frank Horton, a faro dealer in George Wingfield's Tonopah gambling joint, had been ballooned from 15 cents to $6 a share on a capitaliza- tion of 1,500,000 shares. It had never earned a dollar for stockholders, but was actually sellmg in the open mar- ket at a valuation of $9,000,000. The price showed no sign of weakening. Combination Fraction, owning a few acres of ground, which was promoted at 20 cents a share on a capitaliza- tion of 1,000,000 shares, had risen rapidly, because of ore discoveries and contiguity to the Mohawk, to $8.50 a share. Stockholders gave no sign of a tendency to un- load. Great Bend, situated in the Diamondfield section of the GoldiSeld district, four miles from the productive zone, had been carried up from 10 cents a share to $2.50 without a mine being opened up, establishing a market valuation for the property of $2,500,000. These are but a few of the more striking instances of price appreciations. AU of these stocks, except- MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 147 ing Goldfield Consolidated, are now selling for a few pennies per share each, the average not being so much as ten cents. There were over a hundred other Goldfield stocks that also enjoyed spectacular market careers, on which it is now impossible to get any quotation at all. THE UISE OI- WINGHELD AND NIXON ANY one in Goldfield who was willing to admit that stocks were selling too high at the time was decried as a " knocker." You could borrow freely on all listed Goldfield stocks at John S. Cook & Company's bank, owned by the promoters of the Goldfield Consolidated, and the men of the camp for that reason felt that there must be concrete value behind nearly all of them. Brokers in Eastern cities reported that few of their customers were willing to take profits even at the prices to which stocks had been skyrocketed. Most mining-stock brokers of the cities had " knocked " the stocks of the camp in the early days before the advance. At this stage, when prices had reached undreamed-of levels, the brokers did not advise their customers that values had been worked up far be- yond intrinsic worth. Indeed, they actually waxed en- thusiastic in their recommendations to buy. Every one was a bull. Sessions of the Goldfield Stock Exchange reflected the extent of the craze. Outside of the exchange the stridu- lous, whooping, screeching, detonating voices of the brokers that kept carrying the market up at each session could be heard half a block away. Later, did you find your way into the crowded board-room, the half-crazed manner in which note-books, arms, fists, index fingers, hats and heads tossed and swayed approached in frenzy a scene of violence to which madness might at once be the consummation and the curse. im MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY George Wingfield and his partner, George S. Nixon, were the heroes of the hour. Less than five years be- fore, Mr. Wingfield had come into Tonopah with a stake of $150, supplied by Mr. Nixon, whose home was in Win- nemucca, Nevada. Mr. Wingfield had formerly been an impecunious cowboy gambler. Born in the backwoods of Arkansas, and later of Oregon, he hailed from Golconda, Nevada. Mr. Nixon, at the time he staked Mr. Wing- field and until his election as a United States Senator in 1904, was known as the " State Agent " of the Southern Pacific Company for Nevada, having succeeded on the job the notorious " Black " Wallace, who for many years handled the " yellow-dog " fund for the Huntington re- gime when franchises were hard to get and legislatures had to be bought. Mr. Nixon was also president of a bank in Winnemucca, which was a way station on the Southern Pacific Railroad. Mr. Wingfield had signalized his money-getting prow- ess by running Mr. Nixon's $150 into $1,000,000 as prin- cipal owner of the Tonopah Club, the biggest gambling house in Tonopah, and later " parleying " the money for himself and partner into ownership of control of the merged $36,000,000 Goldfield Consolidated, which was their corporate creation. Mr. Wingfield was said to be behind the market. He was looked upon as boss of the mining partnership, and Mr. Nixon as a circumstance. Mr. Wingfield was a con- spicuous figure at nearly all the sessions of the Goldfield Stock Exchange, of which he was a member. In the early evenings, when informal sessions were held on the curb, he could also be seen in the thick of the tumult. He was on the job at all hours. At that time Mr. Wingfield was about thirty years old. MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 149 Of stinted, meager frame, his was the extreme pallor that denoted ill health, years of hardship, or vicious habits. His eyes were watery, his look vacillating. Uncouth, cold of manner, and taciturn of disposition, he was the last man whom an observer would readily imagine to be the possessor of abilities of a superior order. In and around the camp he was noted for secretiveness. He was rated a cool, calculating, selfish, surething gambler-man-of-af- fairs — the kind who uses the backstairs, never trusts anybody, is willing to wait a long time to accomplish a set purpose, keeps his mouth closed, and does not allow tri- fling scruples to stand in the way of final encompassment. Among stud-poker players who patronized gaming tables in Tonopah, Goldfield and Bullfrog, he was famed for a half-cunning expression of countenance which deceived his opponents into believing he was bluffing when he wasn't. In card games he was usually a consistent winner. His partner, George S. Nixon, looked the part of the dapper little Winnemucca bank manager and confidential State Agent of the Southern Pacific that he was before becoming Senator. He was considerably below middle weight, and above middle girth at that part of his anat- omy which a political enemy once described as seat of his thoughts and the tabernacle of his aspirations. His steel-gray eyes were absolutely without expression. Newly-rich, his money and his Southern Pacific connec- tions had gained him a toga, but he did not carry himself like a man upon whom the honors had been thrust. Around Goldfield he strutted with the pride and gravity of a Span- ish grandee. The pair were in control of the mine, bank and market situation. Brokers, bank men and officers of mining com- panies waited upon them and did their bidding. At night, in the Montezuma Club, where leading citizens were wont 150 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY to congregate, Mr. Wingfield would on occasion ostenta- tiously offer to wager that Goldfield Consolidated " would sell at $15 before $9," etc. Men with money who had flocked to the camp from every direction listened in rapt attention. At a later hour they secretly wired the news to their friends in the East. Next morning the market would reflect more public buying and still higher prices. Goldfield itself was blindly following the lead of the twain. It was indeed easier for these men to mark prices up than to put them down. THE WINNINGS OF A TENDERFOOT WHAT about me? Where did I stand and what was my position at this conjuncture .? Did I have fore- sight.? Did I realize that stocks were selling at much higher prices than were warranted by intrinsic worth and speculative value? Was not the fact that the mergercrs and waterers of Goldfield Consolidated were in command of the mine, market and bank situation sufficient to make me suspect that possibly the cards might be stacked and that maybe cards were being dealt from the bottom of the deck? Was I, in fact, wise to the exact situation and did I realize a smash was bound to ensue? 'Tis a pity hindsight were not foresight, for only in that event could I laurel-wreath myself. I had been on the ground for more than two years. In reality I was still a tenderfoot. My experiences had been unique — all on the constructive side. I had mas- tered the first rudiments of the game, but only the first. Intrinsic value didn't figure as the only item in my concep- tion of the worth of a Goldfield mining issue. The mil- lionaires of the camp were not miners by profession and their judgment of the value of any mining property would not have influenced a Guggenheim, a Ryan or a Rothschild MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 151 to extend so much as $4 on the development of any piece of likely mineral ground. Goldfield was a poor man's camp. And it was making good despite the croakings of school-trained engineers who had turned the district down in the early days, as they did Tonopah. At this period I was living frugally. I never touched a card. I worked at my desk on an average of sixteen hours a day, including Sunday, and I never relaxed. Al- though I had arrived in the camp broke, had I been offered $2,000,000 for my half interest in the L. M. Sullivan Trust Company I think I should have refused it. I liked my j oh. The leaven of my environment appealed directly to my perceptions. I was saturated with the traditions of Western " mining luck " and also with the optimism of my sturdy neighbors. These men had stood their ground in the early period of the camp's days of " trial and tribulation." They had triumphed like their forebears on the Comstock, just as did the hardy pioneers of Leadville and Cripple Creek and as their brethren of Tonopah did. Their influence over me was unbounded. I relished the work, anyhow. As a matter of fact, I had little use for money except for the purposes of business. And never a suggestion came to me that it was time for a " clean up." The L. M. Sullivan Trust Company, of which I was vice-president and general manager, was doing remark- ably well. The stocks of the mining companies that were organized and promoted by the trust company were listed on the San Francisco Stock Exchange and New York Curb and showed a market appreciation of $3,000,000 above the promotion prices. Indian Camp, promoted at 25 cents, was selling freely at $1.30. Jumping Jack, for which subscriptions were originally accepted at 25 cents, was in hot demand at 62 cents. Stray Dog, sold to the 152 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY public originally at 45 cents, was active around 85 cents. Lou Dillon, put out less than a month before at 25 cents, had worked its way up to 64 cents. Silver Pick Extension, which was oversubscribed at 25 cents and com- manded 35 cents two hours after we announced that sub- scriptions were closed, was selling on the exchanges and curbs of the country at 49 cents. Eagle's Nest Fairview, which original subscribers got into at 35 cents, was very much wanted at 65 cents. Fairview Hailstone, floated at 25 cents, was in constant demand at 40 cents. Governor John Sparks was now president of all of these companies. You could have sold big blocks of the Sullivan stocks at these profit-making prices on any of the mining ex- changes and curb markets of the country without reduc- ing the price a cent, so constant was the public demand and so broad was the market. With the exception of Bullfrog Rush, for which the Sullivan Trust Company had refunded the money to subscribers when the mine under development proved to be a " lemon," every promo- tion of the trust company showed investors a handsome stock-market profit. In the aggregate the promotion price of the seven Sullivan mining companies figured $2,- 000,000 for the entire capitalization. The market price of these was now $5,000,000, or an average gain of 150 per cent. It was a record to be proud of, and I was proud of it, not alone because I was vice-president and general man- ager of the trust company, but also because a firm of expert accountants, recommended by the American Na- tional Bank of San Francisco to examine the books of the trust company, had reported that our assets were $3,000,- 000 in excess of liabilities, all of which had been gathered MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 153 in about ten months' time. About $1,000,000 of this represented promotion profits. The remainder was earned by the appreciation in price of mining securities carried or accumulated through the boom. It was the common boast of the camp that George Wing- field had "parleyed" or "pyramided" $1,000,000 which represented the profits of his gambling place in Tonopah, into ownership of control along with his partner Nixon, of the $36,000,000 Goldfield Consolidated. As heretofore related, I had experienced a lot of hard luck in missing by a hair's breadth, ownership of the Hayes-Monnette lease on the Mohawk and the Nevada Hills mine, which would have increased our profits $8,000,000 more, but I felici- tated myself that I had done very well by pyramiding $2,500 into a half interest in a flourishing $3,000,000 trust company. I was vain enough to believe that my achievement was as unique as that of Mr. Wingfield, be- cause he had had the infiuence of a United States Senator and the money deposited in a chain of newly established banks in Goldfield, Tonopah and other points to aid him in his operations. Against this I had not only been com- pelled to rely on ray own resources, but was actually re- quired to combat the work of black-mailers who from time to time attempted to levy tribute. On my failure to " come through " (I never did) they rarely hesitated to take a malevolent smash in print at the Sullivan Trust Company, because in years gone by its active head hap- pened to have had a very youthful Past, even though they knew that Past was no longer his and he had passed it like milestones on the way. 154 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY, I AM LANDED HIGH AND DRY THE Nevada State election took place in November. The Democratic ticket, headed by " Honest " John Sparks for Governor and Denver S. Dickerson for Lieutenant-Governor, was victorious. The Republican ticket, headed by J. F. Mitchell, a mining promoter and engineer, backed by United States Senator Nixon, the Re- publican political boss, suffered humiliating defeat. Denver S. Dickerson was the candidate of the labor unions. During a former labor war in Cripple Creek Mr. Dickerson had been confined in the " bull-pen " when the Government intervened to quell the labor riots there. Goldfield miners to a man very naturally voted for him. Governor Sparks had accepted the renomination at the urgent request of the L. M. Sullivan Trust Company, and his victory, as well as the complexion of the ticket, was credited largely to the activities in politics of the trust company. The trust company, while not a banking institution in the sense that it accepted deposits of cash from citizens of the town, having confined its operations to the financ- ing of mining enterprises, loomed large on the political and business horizon because of its increasing financial and political power. The trust company carried alFof its moneys in banks that were not affiliated with the Wing- field-Nixon confederacy and worked at cross-purposes with it in this particular, too. The Wingfield-Nixon crowd had pyramided a gambling house in Tonopah and a little one-horse bank in Winne- mucca into ownership of control of the $36,000,000 Gold- field Consolidated; into ownership of John S. Cook & Company's bank in Goldfield, which was credited with de- MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 155 posits aggregating $8,000,000 ; into a new bank in Tono- pah, known as the Tonopah Banking Corporation, and into a newly formed bank in Reno, called the Nixon National. In politics it had succeeded in seating Mr. Nixon in the United States Senate, placing at his com- mand the Federal patronage which goes with that exalted office. The confederacy was reaching out. In Goldfield it had overcome such strong banking op- position as the Nye & Ormsby County Bank and the State Bank & Trust Company, both of which were in business before John S. Cook & Company were dreamed of. It had accomplished this by loaning large sums of money to Goldfield brokers and other citizens on mining stocks of the camp at a time when this class of securities was not so readily accepted by the other banks as good col- lateral. In Tonopah the newly-established Nixon bank, known as the Tonopah Banking Corporation, was making gradual headway against both the Nye & Ormsby and the State Bank & Trust Company, which still carried about 75 per cent, of the business of that camp. In Reno the Nixon National found it hard to compete with such old institutions as the Bank of Nevada, the Washoe County Bank and the Farmers & Merchants National, but rumors were already in the air that the Nixon bank was soon to buy out and consolidate with the powerful Bank of Ne- vada. In Goldfield the power of the confederacy was strong- est in all lines except politics. There it already had its grasp on the throat of the mining and financial business of the camp, and through the out-of-town draft collec- tion department of its bank held its finger on the pulse of the mining-share markets. Its sore spot was politics. Wingfield and Nixon's market operations were clouded 156 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY in mystery. No one knew exactly where they stood. Brokers in Goldfield and San Francisco, who had com- pared notes, were convinced that the two had unloaded many millions of shares of the smaller companies not in- cluded in the merger, and had raked in not less than $10,000,000 during the hoom as the result of this selling. The disposal of huge blocks of stock by Wingfield and Nixon, however, was not interpreted as meaning that stocks were selling too high. The general idea prevailed that the proceeds were used to enable the confederacy to finance its stock purchases in the integral companies that were turned over in the making of the merger and to finance its new chain of banks. About the middle of November the market for Gold- field securities took a turn for the bad. Prices gave in- dication of having reached a stopping place. Goldfield promoters began to complain that they were compelled to lend strong support to the market because of selling from many quarters that could not be explained. There was much market pressure. In a few days the market became unsteady, then soft, then wobbly again. In camp Wingfield and Nixon were reported still bullish. The securities of the Sullivan Trust Company were under attack in all markets. Salt Lake and San Fr.^n- cisco were reported to be spilling stock. Great blocks were being thrown over. I gave support in a jifFy. There was no surcease. Within ten days I was forced to throw all of a million dollars behind the market to hold it. This didn't faze me. I was getting stock certificates for the money, and I believed they were worth the price. But I was puzzled to determine what it was all about. MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 157 THE BEGINNING OF THE EAID SOON it was reported to me that Senator Nixon was advising people at all points who held ' Sullivan stocks, or knew of anybody who held them, to unload. From San Francisco came word that a clique of brokers was operating for the decline. On the following Monday the market on the San Fran- cisco Stock Exchange opened strong and buoyant, and it looked for a moment as if the selling movement had col- lapsed. I felt relieved. My 'phone bell rang. A stock broker of Tonopah called me on the long distance. " OfFer you 10,000 Lou Dillon at 48," he said. " Do you want them.'' " Lou Dillon was a Sullivan stock that had been pro- moted at 25 ; 48 was now a point under the market, how- ever. "We'U take 'em," I said. "What's the matter?" " Rumored up here that your books are under inspec- tion by the PostofBce Department. You have had five new men on your books for the past few weeks, and some one has spread a story here that Nixon has sicked the Government on to you." I denied it, of course. The five men in question were the experts who had been sent up from San Francisco by the firm of accountants recommended to us by the Amer- ican National Bank, and they were there at our own be- hest. The story was a raw canard. Throughout the day the Sullivan Trust Company was called upon to stand behind the San Francisco market and take in nearly all of the big blocks of Sullivan stocks owned in the camps of Tonopah and Manhattan. Be- fore our denials could reach the sellers the damage had 158 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY been done. And it took $260,000 a day for four days to hold the market against this fresh onslaught. Color had been lent to the wild rumors about a Postal investigation by the fact that an attack had been made on me in the columns of the Denver Mining Record a year before. Rumor said the dose was going to be re- peated. In the early days of the camp, when I was at the head of the Goldfield-Tonopah Advertising Agency, I had represented the Denver Mining Record in Gold- field. As its agent I had secured advertising contracts for it which netted my agency in the neighborhood of $10,000 a year in commissions. The owners of the news- paper conceived the idea that I was making too much money on a commission basis and sent Wing B. Allen, formerly of Salt Lake, to the scene to take my place. Mr. AUen worked for smaller pay. He wanted me to divide my commission on standing business, and I refused. The publishers took Mr. Allen's part. As a result I withdrew all the advertising from the columns of the Denver Mining Record for which my agency had been re- sponsible, and the Denver Mining Record was never able to regain the lost ground. A short time before the raid on our stocks began Mr. Allen had been arrested in Goldfield on a warrant sworn out by L. M. Sullivan, tried before Judge Bell on the charge of extortion and bound over to the Grand Jury. At the hearing before Judge Bell the Sullivan Trust Com- pany submitted evidence that Mr. Allen had threatened, if we did not give his paper a slice of the promotion ad- vertising of the Sullivan Trust Company, that the Den- ver Mining Record would commence to attack me person- ally in its columns, and, because of my early Past, would do the trust company serious damage. MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 159 At the hearing despatches were submitted which were filed at the Goldfield office of the Western Union Tele- graph Company by Mr. Allen, in which he had informed his paper that it had better proceed with the attack, be- cause neither Mr. Sullivan nor myself gave indication of yielding. At the hearing, under oath and in a crowded courtroom, I openly denounced Mr. Allen and his news- paper as blackmailers of the very vilest type, and so did Mr. Sullivan. Judge Bell, on the submission by the Western Union of Mr. Allen's despatches to his paper, promptly held him for the Grand Jury. On the advice of former Governor Thomas, of Colorado, to whom the Sullivan Trust Company paid a retainer as counsel, and who later became chief counsel for the Gold- field Consolidated, I employed Christopher C. Clay of Denver to commence suit against the owners of the Den- ver Mining Record. As a result I secured from them a settlement by which they agreed not to mention my name again in their paper. I was harassed at the time, or I would not have compromised. The stuff printed by the Denver Mining Record, which has been rehashed by every blackmailer who ever attempted to levy on me, was about two-tenths true and eight-tenths false. It was a literal copy of an anonymous publication put out by a set of blackmailers who had tried to circulate it years before in New York when I was head of the Maxim & Gay Com- pany. I had spent thousands of dollars to run down the authorship then, but without avail. The lawyers had succeeded in seizing thousands of copies of the publica- tion, and had made an arrest, but they failed to prove authorship of the screed and ownership of the paper, and the culprits therefore were not punished. In Denver when Mr. Clay applied for criminal warrants, he was 160 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY asked first to furnish proof of authorship, which was im- possible for us, the articles having been unsigned. SOME PERTINENT PEESONALITIES THE same stuiF has recently appeared without signa- ture in a Goldfield paper which originally came into possession of George Wingfield through foreclosure pro- ceedings, and in a Reno evening paper which is controlled by Senator Nixon, who owns a large slice of the paper's mortgage. It has also appeared in other papers " friendly " to Wingfield and Nixon. Tens of thousands of copies of the Goldfield publication containing the anonymous libel have been sent broadcast. Other newspapers have reproduced the libelous stuff, some innocently and some for sordid reasons, but of this more later. My career is fraught with instances of re- course by enemies to blackmail and attempted blackmail. If I should undertake to tabulate the cases where men and interests, ranging from impecunious newspaper re- porters to financial-newspaper publishers and mining- stock brokers and market operators who, from the hack- ground, publish market letters or furnish the capital for mining publications, have attempted to levy tribute or to club me into submission by the use of so vile a weapon, I should be compelled to write a big book on the sub- ject. And right here I should like to place myself on record to the effect that seemingly the principal shortcoming that has marked my mining-financial career has been that I had a youthful Past — a Past which during the last decade has never been taken into serious consideration by men who have held close business relations with me, but which, of course, is a thorn in the sides of men and interests whose bidding I have failed to obey. MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 161 I defy any man to cite a single instance where I was guilty of crookedness in a mining transaction or a busi- ness transaction of any kind in my entire career as a promoter. I have been fearless — too much so. I have been a rabid enthusiast. I have tried to build. I have given quarter, but have never taken any. I have been honest. Were I really dishonest, I could have prevented every publication of an attack of consequence on me by lending myself in advance to the base purposes of my traducers, and I would have millions now for having com- promised with them. It is heaven's own truth that in nine cases out of ten, when I have been attacked in print, the motive of the attacking party has been base and the facts have been so distorted or misrepresented that the fabric was a lie. Nor has the cruelty of the operation stayed any one's hand. At the very moment in Goldfield when I knew that the Denver Mining Record would not assault the Sullivan Trust Company again because of the settlement of the libel suit by my lawyers out of court, fresh rumors were spread that the Denver Mining Record was getting ready for another attack and that tens of thousands of copies of that newspaper were to be circulated. But you can't stop a rumor by the declaration of the truth, and the Sul- livan Trust Company decided that it would be unwise to make a denial in print, for by so doing it would communi- cate to all stockholders the news that the Sullivan stocks were actually under attack and thus cause more " fright- ened selling." Sight drafts from brokers in New York, Chicago, Salt Lake and San Francisco, drawn on the Sullivan Trust Company, with large bundles of Sullivan stocks attached, were pouring into our office through the local banks for 162 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY presentation. John S. Cook & Company made a specialty of this department of banking, and most of the drafts on us were cleared through the Wingfield-Nixon bank. It ■was reported to me that Senator Nixon was openly dis- cussing the enormous volume of stocks coming in on us and was questioning our ability to stem the tide. As a strategic measure, the Sullivan Trust Company decided to " cross " sales on the San Francisco Stock Exchange so that it might ship out of the camp, through the banks, large blocks of stock with draft attached against San Francisco brokers and thus convey to the minds of local bankers that we were selling large blocks of stock as well as buying them. The volume of the " cross " trades caused some talk in San Francisco, and was magnified by brokers operating for the decline. THE TIME WHEN MONEY TALKS SOME of our brokers in San Francisco now demanded an independent bank guaranty that the drafts on us would be honored. We asked for a line of credit at the State Bank & Trust Company. It was promptly given. As fast as the brokers asked for a guaranty, the State Bank & Trust Company telegraphed them formally that it would honor our paper to the extent of $20,000 or $30,000 in every case. To protect the bank and in or- der to be able to borrow a large sum of money, should we need it in the event of another selling movement start- ing in, we deposited stocks of a market value of $1,500,- 000 with the State Bank & Trust Company, which signed a paper that this collateral was to stand against loans for any amount which the State Bank & Trust Company might make to us on open account. A few days later we borrowed from the bank $300,000 in cash, and it was agreed that should we need $300,000 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 163 more on the same collateral, it would be promptly placed at our disposal. We did not yet need the money, but I realized the desirability of assembling cash in an exig- ency such as that. Nor was this an unusual proceeding. There was a time during the Manhattan boom when the overdraft of the Sullivan Trust Company in the Nye & Ormsby County Bank was $695,000. The bank held against this overdraft Sullivan stocks at the promotion price. Nearly all of these stocks at that early period were as yet unlisted. The idea of withdrawing support and letting the mar- ket go to smash did not occur to me at all. As already stated, I believed the stocks were worth the money. But that was not the chief reason for my stubborn market position. I took great pride in the fact that every listed stock of the Sullivan Trust Company showed a big profit to stockholders. I considered the greatest asset of the trust company to be, not its money, but its prestige, and I entertained big ideas as to a future I had mapped out for the corporation. I did not suspect that an organized campaign was on to destroy us and that the dominant interests of the camp were reaching out for everything in sight. Nor did I have any use for money for hoard- ing purposes. The only thing that seriously nettled me was the fact that the Sullivan Trust Company had been compelled to turn borrower. Before the first selling movement started in, our assets were $3,000,000 more than our liabilities. But this $3,- 000,000 was not all cash. In fact, it was represented in part by stocks which we had purchased in the market with the idea that they were good stocks to own and would show the trust company a big profit, as they had. We could have cleaned up $3,000,000 in cash, but we had not done so. Now, within a month, all of our available 164 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY cash had been put into fresh lines of our own securities, we had been compelled to sell other lines out, and the corporation was a borrower. I was stubborn — too stub- born for a man who boasted of so little experience in such a big game. It was a pet belief of mine that obstacles create character. I was in the heat of a battle and fight- ing my way against tremendous odds. I rather liked the sensation. Another dominant trait which, deep down, has in re- cent years been the keynote of my actions is the fact that my philosophy teaches me that you can't down the truth, that a lie can't live, and that justice will be finally done. Had I always put the accent on the " finally " and mixed with my philosophy a little " dope " to the effect that while justice is always finally triumphant, injustice is often victorious for a while, I might have fared better. In a previous chapter I stated that " Wall Street deals for suckers " and that " thinkers who think they know, but don't " are the suckers for which Wall Street casts its net. I also stated that Wall Street promoters real- ized that " a little knowledge is a dangerous thing " and that this " little knowledge " leads astray this particu- lar kind of sucker. In " falling " in Goldfield for the philosophy that " justice is always triumphant in the end," by swallowing it whole, and in making no allowance for the fact that justice is sometimes tardy, even though it does prevail in the end, I here decorate myself with a medal as a top-notcher in the sucker class — in the aca- demic sense — which I have described, and which is the usual sense in which I use the term " sucker." Again the selling ceased, and it looked as if the Sulli- van Trust Company would be compelled to wait only for a general turn in the market to relieve itself of money- pressure by disposing of some of the large blocks of stock MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 165 it had accumulated during the periods of heavy liquida- tion. CLOUDS IN THE WESTERN SKY ANEW black cloud showed itself on the horizon. A labor war was tlireatened in Goldfield. It was very apparent, from the conduct of George Wingfield, that he was baiting the miners, and it appeared to be the general opinion of the people of Goldfield that he was trj'ing to precipitate trouble. The miners had asked for higher wages. The Sullivan Trust Company, which was operating seven properties with a monthly pay-roll of $50,000, was the first to express a willingness to grant the terms. Wingfield and Nixon refused. The miners asked for arbitration. It was refused. The mines were then shut down for a few days and the terms of tlie leases were extended. Heavy selling in all Goldfield stocks took place during tlie shut-down. Rumors could now be heard on every side tliat Wingfield and Nixon were dumping overboard big blocks of stock. Could it be possible that they them- selves were scuttling tlae ship that had given tliem such glorious passage? Again tlie Sullivan Trust Company was called upon to stand behind tlie market. Soon a cry of distress was heard in the camp from in- vestors and stock brokers who had overloaded themselves with securities and who were in debt to tlie banks to the extent of millions, witli stock of tlie camp put up as col- lateral. Inquiry revealed the fact that all Goldfield and Tonopah banks were overloaded. This condition had been brought about by the liberal terms which had been granted bj^ the Wingfield-Nison banks during the " bal- looning " of Goldfield Consohdated, when the confederacy. 166 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY according to common belief, was unloading millions of dollars' worth of stocks in the small companies and was using the proceeds to finance their purchase of the stock of several of the integrals that formed the big merger. I began to get next to myself and to " smell a rat." I had never had so much as an argument with either Mr. Wingfield or Mr. Nixon, had never been engaged in any business transactions with them, and the campaign against the trust company, which I felt sure had been conceived at the outset in the interests of the Republican political machine, I now suspected was part of a general scheme to get hold of anything and everything that was valuable in the camp. By smashing the Sullivan Trust Company they could hurt the Democratic party of the State, with which we were affiliated, and for which it was currently believed we were supplying the sinews of war. By smashing us they might also cripple the bank with which we were doing business, and which in both Gold- field and Tonopah, particularly Tonopah, was a formid- able competitor of their banking interests. And thus they might also facilitate a decline in the market which would shake out of their holdings borrowers at their banks. I figured it out this way: Wingfield and Nixon knew that we had foolishly attempted to support the market for our stocks, that other promoters in Goldfield had done likewise, and that investors and brokers in Gold- field had borrowed heavily from all of the banks. John S. Cook & Company were calling for more collateral from their customers, and real estate was being added to the pledges of mining securities. What more easy, even though diabolical, than to " bear " the market, shake out the stockholders in various important mines of the camp, take their stocks away from them by foreclosure, and get MY ADVENTUHES WITH YOUR MONEY 16T possession again, at bankrupt-sale prices, of the millions of dollars' worth of securities which they had unloaded during the boom? If this was the scheme of Wingfield and Nixon, what transpired could not have been patterned more perfectly. Mr. Wingfield walked the streets day and night, armed to the teeth, and openly dared any of the miners to " get him." He threatened another shut-down, a reduction of wages, the installation of change-rooms at the mines and other dire things, all seemingly calculated to rouse the ire of the mine-workers. The miners fell for the bait, became belligerent and nasty and did things with which the community was not in sympathy. Day by day the situation became more critical. During one of the shut-downs which ensued. Senator Nixon revealed his hand by convening a meeting of the executive committees of the two Goldfield stock exchanges. He insisted that the exchanges close, arguing that the prices of stocks should be allowed to recede in sympathy with the labor troubles. No thought was his for the men of the camp who were committed to the long side of the market at boom prices and who had worked day and night to create the boom which had thrown into the laps of Wingfield and Nixon riches far beyond the dreams of avarice. The brokers refused to close the exchanges. Goldfielders were slow to grasp the real import of what was transpiring. Things were very much unsettled. Optimism would rule to-day on apparently inspired ru- mors that the differences between the mine owners and the miners were about to be patched up. The next day gloom would pervade the camp because of the unfavor- able action by the union on the peace plans. Nightly 168 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY conferences were held. It was impossible to get an ac- curate line on the situation. Crowds gathered about Miners' Union Hall, where the meetings were held, and everyone sought something tangible on which to base his market operations. The officers of the union were in and out of the market, taking advaiitage of their official positions to anticipate every favorable or unfavorable development. It was a critically sensitive market situation. The drift, however, was unmistakably downward. Values be- gan to melt like snow in a Spring thaw. Through it all the Sullivan Trust Company stood val- iantly behind its securities in all markets where they were traded in — to the limit. I was bull-headed. I had never before been through a mining-camp boom of such proportions, and I failed to recognize that a reaction must ensue, whether it was forced by Wingfield and Nixon or not. Tens of thousands of shares of Sullivan stocks were thrown at our brokers on the San Francisco Stock Exchange and New York Curb from day to day, and we took them all in, refusing to allow the market tc yield to the pressure. FEOM CH.EDIT TO CHASH TO convey an idea as to the standing of the L. M. Sul- livan Trust Company during this crucial period, I cite an instance. Logan & Bryan, members of the New York Stock Exchange, Chicago Stock Exchange, Chi- cago Board of Trade, New Orleans Cotton Exchange and all other important exchanges, who conduct a leased- wire system from coast to coast at a cost of $800,000 per annum, and who have over 100 correspondents in nearly as many cities, all of high standing as stock brok- ers, made a tentative offer to the Sullivan Trust Com- MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 169 pany early in December to connect their wire system with our oiBce in Goldfield and to give us the exclusive wire connection for Nevada at an annual rental of $100,000. This offer would not have been made if the credit of the Sullivan Trust Company had not been maintained at high notch, or if I, personally, had not convinced men of sub- stance that I was strictly on the level, " Past " or no " Past." Ben Bryan, the active member of this firm, was in Gold- field at the time. He asked as to our finances. There was present Cashier J. L. Lindsey of the State Bank & Trust Company. " How much would your bank loan the Sullivan Trust Company on its unindorsed paper and at a moment's notice 'i " I asked Mr. Lindsey. " A quarter of a million or more," answered Mr. Lind- sey. This apparently satisfied Mr. Bryan. Our rating in Bradstreet's and Dun's was " AAl." A private statement issued by Bradstreet was to the ef- fect that while our rating was only $1,000,000 and we claimed a capital and surplus of only $1,000,000 at the time the rating was given, it was believed in Goldfield that we were worth much more, and that we had actually understated our resources because we considered it bad policy to divulge the great profits in the promotion busi- ness. By December 15 the condition of the Sullivan Trust Company had become about as follows : Our $3,000,000 surplus had been reduced to $2,000,- 000 and all of this $2,000,000, plus the loss, was repre- sented by our own bought-back stocks. We had no money, except about $50,000, remaining of the $300,000 borrowed from the State Bank & Trust Company. We 170 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY were committed in excess of this $50,000 to brokers for stocks in transit, but by the " crossing " process we were able to maintain a chain that kept intact our reduced cash balance. We figured that a fresh loan of $300,000, additional to the $300,000 already obtained from the State Bank & Trust Company, would enable us to take up all of our paper and to discontinue the " cross " trades. We promptly arranged for the loan, which Cashier Lindsey of the State Bank & Trust Company informed us would be immediately credited to our account whenever we required the money. Interest charges were at the rate of 1 per cent, a month in the camp at that time, and for that reason I did not ask that we be at once credited with the amount. I sent over to the State Bank & Trust Company another big batch of stocks, to be held as collateral against the promised loan, and got a re- ceipt for it stating that it was accepted as collateral on our " open loan " account. The market in Sullivan stocks had now steadied it- self and it appeared that it would be impossible for any further selling of consequence to take place. We had bought back in the open market fully 50 per cent, of all the stocks promoted by the trust company. Dis- tribution of the stocks of our early promotions had origi- nally taken place in such a broad way that it now ap- peared as if selling must necessarily become scattered. We felt somewhat crippled, but in no danger, and were " still in the ring." DOWN WITH THE STJLMVAN TRUST COMPAKT BY this time I was " all in " physically. I had a cyst, of fifteen years' growth, on the back of my head. It had become infected. I was threatened with blood-poisoning. I suffered much pain. I had been on MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 171 the desert for nearly three years, without leaving it for a day. My associates insisted that I go to Los Angeles immediately for treatment and a rest. Believing that the trust company was secure, I made preparations to go. Before leaving I busied myself with the preparation of a dozen full-page reading-matter advertisements on Sullivan properties, which the Salt Lake Tribune and Salt Lake Herald had contracted to publish in their New Year's Day editions. These are an annual feature of those newspapers. I decided to " make " Salt Lake on my return trip from Los Angeles and be there on New Year's Day with our mailing-list, to superintend the mail- ing of the papers to all stockholders in Sullivan proper- ties. On account of the great value which we attached to the mailing-list, I would not trust anybody but my- self with the job. I spent Christmas in Los Angeles and arrived in Salt Lake on New Year's Day, ready for work. I was busy in the Salt Lake Herald office next day when affable Peter Grant, a partner of Mr. Sullivan, with whom Mr. Sullivan had at the outset divided his interest in the Sullivan Trust Company, walked in. I asked Mr. Grant, who had remained at the helm with Mr. Sullivan while I was away from Goldfield, about business. He as- sured me that the loan from the State Bank & Trust Com- pany would not only be forthcoming, as needed, but that Cashier Lindsey had informed him that we could have $500,000 instead of $300,000 additional, if we actually had to have it, and that the bank would back us to the extent of a million in all, if necessary. On calling next morning at the office of James A. Pol- lock & Company, our Salt Lake correspondents, I was astounded to learn that rumors had been telegraphed to them from San Francisco that our paper was being held up in Goldfield. 172 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY " That's nonsense ! " said Mr. Grant. " Why, Lindsay has given me his word, and there can't be a question about it." " Maybe he has ' laid down ' on us," I said, " and that would be ! " " Nonsense ! " said Mr. Grant. " I'll telegraph him that in addition to honoring our Goldfield paper with the money we have borrowed from him, he must wire $150,000 to our credit in San Francisco, and you and I can jump on the train to-day and go to San Francisco and support the market right on the ground. If those rumors have spread around San Francisco a lot of short- selling will take place and the market will need support." I agreed. So confident were Mr. Grant, James A. Pollock & Company, and I that everything was right with us that we gave and they accepted a big supporting order to be used on the San Francisco Stock Exchange during the succeeding day while Mr, Grant and I should be on the train to the Coast city. We arrived in San Francisco late at night. A number of brokers met us and conveyed the news that the State Bank & Trust Company had " laid down " on us. In the meantime despatches to us from the cashier of the Sul- livan Trust Company had piled up at the hotel. He explained the situation, which was this: All the trains carrying drafts in the mail to Gold- field had been stalled by snowstorms two days before New Year's. The next day was Sunday. Monday was New Year's Day, a legal holiday. Thus five days' mail had accumulated, and on Tuesday the delayed drafts were presented, all in a bunch. Li. M. Sullivan, president of the trust company, who was supposed to be on deck at Goldfield, was in Tonopah, MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 173 where he was reported to be in imminent danger of arrest on the charge that during a New Year's brawl he had nearly brained a chauffeur with a butt-end of a revolver. The bank people became alarmed. In requisitioning the $300,000 we had stated that we would call for it piecemeal, as had been our custom in the past. The five days' mail had piled up drafts total- ing nearly the entire amount. I was absent from Gold- field. Mr. Grant was away, and so was Mr. Sullivan. Employees were running the business. Cashier Lindsey concluded that we were " overboard." On top of it all, Donald Mackenzie, the heaviest depositor of the State Bank & Trust Company, had that very morning drawn out a large sum, said to aggregate $400,000, and had it transferred to San Francisco. Our wires from Gold- field stated he had been frightened by rumors that the Sullivan Trust Company was in trouble and that the State Bank & Trust Company would be involved. That settled it. The enterprise that I had built up from such a meager beginning into a $3,000,000 trust com- pany crumbled in a heap and left us stranded on the financial shoals of an over-boomed mining camp. SOME HINDSIGHT THAT CAJME TOO LATE 1 ATTRIBUTE the destruction of the Sullivan Trust Company to six factors, namely, (1) politics; (2) blackmail; (3) lack of wide distribution of our later pro- motions, we having sold most of these stocks in large blocks during the exciting boom days through brokers to speculators instead of disposing of them in small lots direct to investors ; (4) my lack of knowledge of mar- kets and inexperience in market manipulation; (5) my own stubborn pride and optimism, and (6) the failure 174. MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY of the State Bank & Trust Company to keep its pledge of assistance. It is conceded in Nevada by all honest men that, with- out exception, all of the properties promoted by the L. M. Sullivan Trust Company had merit, and that money was lavishly provided for mine development as long as the trust company was in existence. The properties were selected with great care. They were very much higher in quality than the average. Those at Manhattan are yielding treasure to this very day, and may make good yet in a handsome way from a mining stand- point. Those at Fairview bid fair to duplicate the performance. Had I kept out of politics, been a good market general, and taken cognizance of the fact that the law of supply and demand is as inexorable in mining- stock markets as in every other line of human endeavor, I could have saved myself and associates from financial ruin. It would have been the better part of valor to have emulated Bob Acres — back up and " live to fight another day," Instead, I attempted the impossible in my en- deavor to stem the tide of liquidation, and exhausted our resources to the last dollar in buying back the SuUivan stocks at advanced figures over the promotion prices. I didn't know then, as I know now, that the accepted prac- tice of the successful market operators is to go with the crowd- — to help along an advance when the public is buying, and, with equal facility, to further a decline when everybody wants to sell. It was my first experience, and, like so many beginners, I was overconfident, lacking in judgment, and fatally ignorant of the fimer points of the game. The complete collapse of the financial structure I had labored so hard to construct came as an overwhelming MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 175 blow to the camp and marked the beginning of the end of the great Goldfield mining-stock craze. Our enemies had overshot the mark. Public confidence was irreparably shattered by the smash of the trust com- pany, and it would have been better for Goldfield and Nevada had Wingfield and Nixon possessed sufficient fore- sight to go to our rescue instead of facilitating our de- struction. Money that had poured into the camp without cessation month after month for mine development started to flow the other way. Less than a year later, when Wall Street's financial cataclysm put a quietus on market activities of every sort, the great fortunes of Wingfield and Nixon them- selves hung in the balance, and had it not been for a quick transaction by which the United States Mint at San Francisco forwarded by express to Reno and Goldfield $600,000 in gold, the failure of Wingfield and Nixon and their chain of banks might have happened as a fitting climax to the scheme of aggrandizement which they had fostered. It was rumored at the time that this money had either been obtained from the Government as a deposit for the Nixon National Bank in Reno or was obtained at great sacrifice from Wall Street bankers, and that only by virtue of Mr. Nixon's position as Chairman of the Com- mittee on National Banks of the United States Senate was he able to get the Sub-Treasury in New York to instruct the Mint at San Francisco to supply the gold at this crucial period when fiat money was current in the East. Whether it was a Government deposit or not, Senator Nixon got it — and he needed it. Even to this day Wingfield and Nixon are engaged in an eff'ort to shift the responsibility to me for the de- struction of the great mining camp of Goldfield, which 176 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY to-day marks the graveyard of a million blighted hopes. On the eve of the Wall Street panic of 1907, every bank in Goldfield and Tonopah that had existed through the mining boom with the exception of those of Wingfield and Nixon, went to the wall, and every Goldfield broker, with one or two exceptions, went broke. The business interests of the camp suffered the same experience. Wingfield and Nixon succeeded in annexing the remnants of the Goldfield banking business, along with the control of nearly all of the Goldfield properties for which they had been seemingly gunning. Wingfield and Nixon are, in fact, to-day in control of the political as well as the banking and precious-metal mining industry of the State. They have triumphed, but Goldfield, except for the big mine and one or two others of little consequence which they do not own, has been throttled and is dying the death. Had Wingfield and Nixon played a broad gauged game, the camp would undoubtedly still be on the map and, instead of having only two or three mines, might now boast of thirty. As quickly as possible I convened a meeting of the creditors of the Sullivan Trust Company, all of whom happened to be either Western brokers or banks. The market had gone to smash and our liabilities were $1,200,- 000. The assets, calculated at the low market price of the securities that was reached after the embarrassment was publicly announced, were still in excess of the liabil- ities. The creditors agreed in jig time that if we would turn over all of the securities they would accept 80 per cent, of the net proceeds as full payment of our obliga- tion and return the other 20 per cent, to the trust com- pany. Thomas B. Rickey, president of the State Bank & MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 177 Trust Company, was appointed manager of the pool, and was also elected president of the Sullivan Trust Company, which exists in moribund state to this day. Mr. Rickey had even a higher opinion of the value of the "ecurities than we had, and he refused to sell any of them at the prices which then prevailed. He held on. During the bankers' panic of 1907 the State Bank & Trust Company failed for about $3,000,000. The Sullivan mines were compelled to shut down. Mr. Rickey still held on. Man- hattan, the mining camp, struck the toboggan. The boom in Goldfield securities collapsed at the same moment. The Sullivan stocks shriveled, like the rest of the list, to almost nothing. As far as I can learn, neither the bank or broker- creditors nor any of the members of the Sullivan Trust Company have ever received a dollar as a result of the settlement. Had the securities been disposed of immedi- ately after the embarrassment, the trust company would have paid dollar for dollar. Those of the public who did not sell their holdings in the Sullivan companies when we were supporting the market to the extent of more than $3,000,000, lost most of their investment. Those who did sell — most of them — made money. The market value of these securities, at the height of the boom, was in excess of $5,000,000. The price paid for them by the public, as already stated, was in the neighborhood of $2,000,000. After settling with the creditors of the Sullivan Trust Company on the basis just outlined, I departed from Goldfield as broke as when I arrived there three years be- fore. The only money I or my partners had drawn from the business during the life of the trust company was about $5,000, just sufBcient to pay living expenses. My expenses to New York, where I went to have my head 178 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY operated on — arc you surprised? — were supplied by the proceeds of the sale of my seat on one of the Goldfield stock exchanges, from which I netted $400. I landed back in the big city with $200 in my pocket, the exact sum with which I had left town three years before. My reward for three years of untiring work on the desert was a big fund of Experience. Believe me, I thought it would hold me for a while! But it didn't. CHAPTER VI NiPISSING AND GoLDMELD CoN THE embarrassment of the L. M. Sullivan Trust Company, was disastrous to Goldfield, The decline and fall of the camp dated from that very hour. The Goldfield News, of nation-wide circulation in those days and up to then unshackled, sought to stem the tide. It publislu'd a double-loaded editorial, in full-face type, setting- forth that the Sullivan Trust Company had gone down with its flag nailed to the masthead of a declining market and had lost its last dollar supporting its own stocks. The camp took courage. Soon it became evident that the initial smash in stock-market values was not sufHcient to convince the natives that the death-knell of the market for its long line of mining- securities had been sounded. The population of Goldfield was 15,000. Its life could not be snuffed out in a day. Great was the depreciation in the market price of Goldfield mining issues, but not to an extent as yet that indicated the almost complete an- nihilation of values which followed. Final destruction for the genera] list, with some scattering exceptions, came only after a " starving-out " siege on the part of in- vestors, who refused to commit themselves farther and gradually resorted to liquidation. Listed Goldfield securities, nearly 200 in number, and valued in the markets at above $150,000,000 during the boom, had within two months shown a falling off^ of $60,- 000,000 in market value, but the hst on the average was still quoted higher than the promotion prices. 179 180 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY On January 18, 1907, fifteen days after the newspapers throughout the land carried front-page stories of the failure of the Sullivan Trust Company, the stocks pro- moted by the trust company were still in demand in all mining-share markets of the country at an average price not below that at which original subscriptions were ac- cepted from the public. Jumping Jack, promoted at 25 cents, was quoted at 30 cents bid. Stray Dog Manhattan, promoted at 45 cents, was in demand at 49 cents. Lou Dillon, promoted at 25 cents, was still wanted at 26- Indian Camp, sold originally to the public at 25, was quoted at 85 bid. Silver Pick Extension, promoted at 25, was 21 bid, a loss of 4 cents from the promotion price. Eagle's Nest Fair- view was quoted at 25, off 10 cents from the promotion figure. These prices represented terrific losses from the " highs " that had been reached during the height of the Goldfield boom, yet the average market price was still above the subscription price of the shares at which the public was first allowed to participate. A remarkable part of this demonstration was that for twenty days no inside support had been lent to these stocks. The Sullivan Trust Company being in trouble, the markets had been left to the mercy of short-sellers and market sharp-shooters generally. Having settled the trust company's liabilities of $1,- 200,000 by tying up in trust all of its securities and the other assets, of which the creditors agreed to accept in full quittance 80 per cent, of the proceeds and to turn back to the trust company 20 per cent., I returned to New York during the last week in January. I was again out of a j ob — and broke. I visited the officers of mining-stock brokers in Wall Street and Broad Street. Wherever I went a hearty MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 181 handclasp was extended. Not one of the Eastern stock brokers was involved to the extent of a single dollar in the Sullivan Trust Company failure. The brokers were convinced that the embarrassment was honest. The trust company's credit had always been good. Had the failure been meditated, I could have involved Eastern brokers for at least $1,000,000. Be- cause I didn't. New York brokers were not slow to ex- press their good feeling. A number of them oiFered to extend a helping hand did I wish to embark on a new enterprise. Peculiarly enough — or shall I say, naturally — after tossing off the trust company's millions, of which half were mine, in a vain endeavor to support the market for its stocks, I was as full of spirit as the month of May. I had been broke before, and the sensation was not new to me. Withal, I had profited. A new fund of experience was mine. Even though I had not gathered shekels as a result of my hard work in Goldfield, I had learned something — I had acquired the rudiments of a great business. Goldfield had been the mining emporium — the security factory. New York was the recognized market center. Market handling had been my weak spot. I now had a chance to witness the performance of some past-masters in the art of market manipulation, and I tried to make the best of the opportunity. I watched intently the daily sessions of the New York Curb. I was in and out of brokerage ofiices hourly. Nothing that transpired escaped me. Within a month I heard enough and saw enough to convince me that, daring as were the operations of the mergerers and waterers of Goldfield Consolidated, in that 182 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY they ballooned the price of their security at its inception some $29,000,000 (400 per cent.) above the accepted in- trinsic worth and were able to get the public in at top pi'ices, their activities were but amateurish when compared with the stock-market campaign in Nipissing, which was now transpiring on the New York Curb. In the Nipissing campaign tens of millions of the public's money went glimmering, several great promoters' fortunes were reared as by magic, some big names and big reputations were tarnished, and dollars in $1,000,000 blocks were juggled like glass balls under the touch of sleight-of-hand performers. AN OEGY IN MAEKET MANIPULATION THIS market melodrama was well staged. It had a sensational start-off, and action was at high tension every minute. The performance had covered a period of seven months when I arrived in New York, and was reaching its climax. It was a wild orgy in market- manipulation and money-fleecing that had no parallel in history from the early Comstock days up to and includ- ing Greenwater. As a mining-stock boom it was a dizzy, bewildering success — full of red fire and explosions to the last curtain climax. W. B. Thompson, Montana mine promoter and money- getter ; Captain Joseph R. Delamar, famed as a daring adventurer on land and sea, and recently a highly suc- cessful financier, mine-owner, stock-market operator and art collector ; John Hays Hammond, mining engineer, promoter, politician and ambitious society leader ; A. Ches- ter Beatty, millionaire mining engineer, and the seven Guggenheim brothers, were in the all-star cast. Mr. Thompson, by reason of the fact that he was market MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 183 manager, was most under the spotlight, although at times he was obscured by the others. Mr. Thompson was a product of Butte, Montana. Early in the game he had learned the Wall Street lesson that " stocks are made to sell." Born and reared in Butte without the aid of a silver spoon, he had never been " in the money " before coming East. The great pay-streak in the East apparently looked better to him than the pay-streaks that some of his Butte neighbors had missed in their deep-mine operations. He was an ideal man for the Nipissing job, as subsequent events in his career thoroughly confirm. Of a school that believes money in hand to be worth more than mining certificates in the box, Mr. Thompson's route from Montana to Broad Street was via Boston, where he made his first visible stake by marketing stock in the Shannon group of mines. When the Cobalt excitement was in its infancy Mr. Thompson took a run up to the camp. The Nipissing mine was about the best thing in sight. It was produc- ing real silver. The company was owned by a little club consisting of E. P. Earle, specialist in rare metals, Cap- tain Delamar, millionaire soldier of fortune, E. C. Con- verse, banker and steel magnate, Ambrose Monnell, R. M. Thompson, Joseph Wharton, since deceased, of Phila- delphia, and Duncan Coulson, a rich Canadian lawyer. Considerable silver was being produced. The veins, how- ever, were exceedingly narrow, not more than a few inches wide. It was impossible to block out ore to an extent that would warrant any opinion as to the real measure of the mine's riches. The gentlemen owners were not averse to giving Mi-. Thompson an option on 100,000 shares of treasury stock of the 1,200,000 five-dollar shares ($6,000,000), at $2 a share, when he made the proposition, and another 100,000 shares at $2.50. 184* MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY Later, they sold him a call on 50,000 or 100,000 shares around $7. All of this happened in the Summer of 1906, six months before I reached New York and at a time when the country was giving indication of going mining-stock crazy, Nevada stocks having advanced on the New York Curb in the Goldfield boom hundreds per cent. After the Goldfield boom had gained terrific headway, during the Fall of 1906, when Mohawk was climbing from 10 cents per share toward the $20 mark, which it reached during the climax, the Cobalt mining-stock excitement spread like wildfire. A sudden demand sprang up for Nipissing shares. Mr. Thompson, about this time, con- nected himself with the old established and conservative banking house of C. Shumacher & Company on Wall Street. The affiliation was calculated to give the pro- moter of Nipissing stock much standing. The move served well its purpose. The public grabbed at the shares. The price jumped to $4.50 in a jifFy. Mr. Thompson began to let go of stock after the $4 point was reached. He was making a killing, but fed out his op- tional stock very cautiously at the rate of about 5,000 shares daily, each day at an advance. By the time the price reached $7 Mr. Thompson got suspicious. There was something about the play he could not understand. He had not found it necessary to do much " laundry " work on the Curb market. Every time he offered stock it was lapped up silently and completely. Every time his brokers opened their mouths to sell the certificates they were gobbled. Mr. Thompson stopped putting out any more stock and streaked it up to Cobalt to see what was going on. He had a hard time laying hold of the inside facts, but learned enough to satisfy himself that rich ore had been MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 185 encountered at depth. He discovered on his return to New York that Captain Delamar had been buying that cheap stock through S. H. P. Pell & Company and was even then the heaviest individual holder, a position con- tested only once during the whole campaign, and that by a rank outsider operating through Eugene Meyer, Jr., whose name has never been publicly mentioned as having any- thing to do with the gamble. This " unknown " was a quiet, mild-spoken, college-bred gentleman. He pulled down $1,500,000 in Nipissing — and kept it. Upon the return of Mr. Thompson from Cobalt the pro- moters warmed up to their job. The manipulation which had been begun in a comparatively modest way now showed the spirit of the gambler who plays " the ceiling for the limit." New market-boosting accessories were called into use. They did their work. The game waxed hotter and hotter. THE GUGGENHEIMS ENTEE NIPISSING BOOM! Boom! Boom! went Nipissing. By the time the price crossed $20 the gamblers and speculators of two continents were on fire with excitement. Pres- ently it became noised about that the Guggenheim family had taken an option on 400,000 shares of Nipissing stock at $25 a share, making the investment $10,000,000, and putting a valuation of $32,000,000 on the property. Furthermore, it was announced that the deal had been made on the report and advice of John Hays Hammond, the international mining engineer, crony of Cecil Rhodes and famed as the head of the profession. As a part and parcel of the remarkable story, it was authoritatively stated that the Guggenheims had paid $2,500,000 cash for the option. W. B. Thompson was said to have ne- gotiated the transaction. 186 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY Confirmation of the deal set the gamblers crazy. There could be no risk in following such leadership as the Gug- genheims', endorsed by the eminent Hammond. The mar- ket boiled up to $30 and then majestically boomed to $33:25. Transactions in this single issue totaled hun- dreds of thousands of shares a day. Waiters, bar- keepers, tailors, seamstresses and tenderloin beauties com- peted with bankers, merchants, professionals on the reg- ular exchanges, and even ministers of the Gospel, for the privilege of buying Nipissing shares on a valuation of more than $40,000,000 for the miiie. On the way up the original bunch of insiders floated out of their holdings. Most of them had cashed in un- der $20. Some of them stayed out; others went back, and, like the moth, got burned. W. B. Thompson, it is said, parted with the bulk of his 250,000 to 300,000 shares at from $24.50 up, cleaning up for personal ac- count between $4,500,000 and $5,000,000, according to the estimates of close friends then in his confidence. Never was there a cleaner case of " finding " money for Mr. Thompson. The manipulative campaign, of which he was made manager, was a giant success. The only ability or skill needed, after the Gtfggenheim deal was made — brilliant deal from a market standpoint ! — was the sense to hold on to his optioned stock until his associ- ateSj the Guggenheim following, and the public made a rich, ripe and juicy market for it. Mr. Thompson subsequently participated in Cumber- land-Ely, El Reyo, Inspiration, La Jlose, Utah Copper, Mason Valley, and other mining promotions, and is now rated at $10,000,000 to $12,000,000. He is generally prominent at the nutritious or sellirtg end when a good market exists and is now head of a New York Stock Ex- MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 187 change brokerage and mining promotion firm which pub- lishes its own newspaper. But what happened to Nipissing? Plenty, and then some, happened. As noted, the stock mounted by flying leaps to $33.25, stayed well above $30 for quite a while, and began slowly to recede. Complacent in the conscious- ness that they had the biggest silver mine in the world, the Guggenheims allowed all of their friends to share in their good fortune. Of a sudden, stock from mysterious sources began to press on the market. It came in great quantity and with- out let-up. Suspicion was aroused in the Guggenheim camp. They despatched A. Chester Beatty, one of their very best expert engineers, and a former protege of John Hays Hammond, to Cobalt to smell out the trouble. The text of his report was never printed. It didn't have to be. The facts beat it in. Much of the showy mineral, on which glowing reports as to the fabulous value of the property had been based, contained little or no silver. It was smaltite, an ore of the metal cobalt, closely resembling many of the silver ores. The story was given out that Mr. Beatty had reported adversely on account of the unfavorable showing made by mine developments carried out subsequent to Mr. Ham- mond's report. The miners had run into non-productive calcite a few hundred feet down, it was said. As a matter of fact, because of the limited amount of all underground development in the interim, there could have been no condition observable in the property as a whole when Mr. Beatty made his examination that was not equally apparent when Mr. Hammond made his report. The talent jumped to the conclusion that the mine was a " deader." 188 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY Many millions in silver bullion have been taken from the property since then, and it is still a great producer, but this is another and more prosaid story. This deals with the stock-gambling feature of the record. Scenes of the wildest disorder were witnessed on the Curb in those days of 1907 soon after my return from Goldfield. The Guggenheims " laid down " on their op- tion, getting out as best they could. According to pub- lished reports, they charged to profit and loss the $2,- 500,000 originally put up, besides paying the $1,500,000 to $2,000,000 in losses of personal friends for whose mis- fortune they felt personally responsible. Be that as it may, the Guggenheims emerged from the campaign with damage to their market reputation and standing from which they have never fully recovered. Previous to their acquaintance with the Cobalt bonanza, they had a blindly idolatrous following that would have invested hundreds of millions on a tip from them. They have never re- gained the position in this respect they then held. NIPISSING ON THE TOBOGGAN THE price of Nipissing toboggailcd from $33 to un- der $6 with terrific speed. W. B. Thompson and his associates, who had unloaded their holdings on the way up, were reported to have taken advantage of the Beatty report and to have sold the market short on the way down, making another " clean-up " of millions. The stock hit a few hard spots on the descent, but when the wreckage was cleared away and the dead and wounded assembled, there wasn't hospital or mori^ue space to ac- commodate half of them. The final farnage and mutila- tion was shocking beyond description. The public had once more been landed unth the goods. It had eaten up Nipissing stock on a $/^o,000,()00 valua- MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 189 Hon which hrohe to $7,000,000 or $8,000,000 within the space of a few days. This $35,000,000 slaughter rep- resents only a fraction of the actual losses, for fabulous amounts were sacrificed in marginal accounts. The daily aggregate of open accounts in Nipissing during the months of keenest excitement probably averaged not less than five times the total capitalization. Actual losses Were therefore far larger them would appear from a merely superficial calculation. The public contributed $75,000,000 to $100,000,000 to its Nipissing experience fund. There has always been more or less mystery as to just what John Hays Hammond said orally to the Guggen- heims to lead them into the crowning humiliation of their business career. It did not appear in his written and published report, for in that document is to be found a neat little hedge to the effect that " if " conditions as revealed to him were maintained, the values would be, etc., etc. That little " if " was the Hammond saving clause, although it did not save that $l,000,000-a-year job of his, about which some of his admirers have liked to talk in joyous chorus, nor did it save the public from massacre. Another Nipissing mystery is the sustained professional and personal cordiality still existing between the eminent John Hays Hammond and the scarcely less eminent A. Chester Beatty. For a little while after Mr. Beatty had to turn down his chief their relations appeared to have been strained. But this was not for long. Mr. Beatty also severed connections with the Guggenheim pay-roll, and the two great engineers were soon again, and are now, on the best of terms. On rainy days when the tickers drone along and there 190 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY is no exciting news, evil-minded derelicts of the memorable Nipissing campaign are prone to figure how much a man might have made in the market with a foreknowledge of the two adverse reports and to figure on the sporting chances for a " double cross " that such a situation would hold. Scandal mongers, too, who have watched closely the friendship which exists between W. B. Thompson and John Hays Hammond often ask unkindly what has cemented the bond between the two. Recently, when the Rocky Mountain Club needed a new club-house, Messrs. Ham- moijd and Thompson subscribed an equal amount — a goodly sum it was — to build it. They are seen much together in public and seem to have many tastes in common. Mr. Thompson, whose strangely fortunate campaign in Nipissing on the New York Curb was helped to a triumphant promotion climax by the Hammond report to the Guggenheims, bears Mr. Ham- mond no ill-will for that — and who would blame him for the kindly feeling.-' WHO GOT THE $75,000,000? BUT what of the public? It played $75,000,000 to $100,000,000 into the game, and has never yet learned who got it. Who did get it.? Some of the details of the grand separation scheme have been set forth in the foregoing, but nothing like enough to satisfy the curi- osity of the public who footed the bill, paid the freight, contributed sucker-toll for the whole prodigious sum. Did the author of the report on the strength of which tens of millions were plunged on Nipissing by an army of deluded investors and speculators ever suffer in for- tune by the mischance or misshot, or whatever name you may give the " come-on " document? Not that you MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 191 could notice. True, he gave up his alleged $1,000,000 job with the Guggenheims. But is he not a heavy con- tributor to the Republican national campaign fund, a close personal friend of the Administration, and did he not represent this great Government as Special Am- bassador at the Coronation of England's King? Was he not talked of as running mate for Mr. Taft, and did he not organize the National League of Republican Clubs two years ago ? He is tremendously rich and round- shouldered under a mountain-high burden of honors. Every mother's son of the old Nipissing crowd is at this very hour up and at it in regions where the public's money flows. Many of them still have a grip on the property. It was a good old cow to milk. E. P. Earle, who was president of Nipissing in 1906, headed the com- pany four years later. Captain Delamar slipped down and away (he's now in on the extravagantly touted Por- cupine Dome Mines Company), and so did E. C. Con- verse, whose time is all taken up managing the Stock Ex- change banknote engraving monopoly and a couple of banks and trust companies. W. B. Thompson, who came into the Nipissing directory in 190*7, still sticks in spite of the awful experience of 1906-07. Has an outraged Government ever raised hue and cry against these eminent captains of industry.? Not yet, nor soon. What difference is there between the respectable multi- millionaire bankers putting across a losing promotion and the little fellow.'' Both may be equally honest or equally crooked, yet in equity both are entitled to the same treatment and the same consideration. Their opera- tions differ only in degree. The aim of each is to get the public's money. And the big fellow is more dangerous by a hundred thousand degrees. 192 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY Where does real tangible evidence of a conspiracy to defraud in Nipissing exist? Does any exist? Now I venture to say that you could put on the scent any young man who is a graduate of the public schools, and within thirty days he would obtain enough evidence to prove to any jury in the land that the manipulators of that stock used improper measures to get the public's money. A scrutiny of the files of the newspapers during the progress of the malodorous Nipissing campaign reveals many strange happenings. It shows, among other things, most remarkable willingness on the part of financial writers for the press of that day to say every possible good word for the manipulators and to feed the public appetite for sensational gossip concerning the gamble. How this was done is easily understood by those famil- iar with Wall Street publicity. It v?as an open secret on the Street at that time that many writers for the press were subjected to strongest temptatio*ns to lend their hand to the game of publicity. The columns of the daily newspapers carry in themselves evidence to show that the attempts were not always in vain. One little story will illustrate the methods employed. The^ business manager of a widely known and reputable daily financial publication was stopped one day by a man active in Nipissing and told he had been put into 500 shares of the Nipissing stock at the market price when the stock was still selling under $10 and at the time when it was being groomed for the terrific rise which followed and which did not culminate until $83 had been passed. The newspaper man was not above making a turn in the Street, but he objected to taking it that way. He po- MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 193 litely turned down the proposition, saying that he did not wish any part of it. The tempter then went to him on another tack, agree- ing to carry the stock for him, so that he would have no risk whatever, at the same time remarking that, in turn for the favor, generous recognition in the news columns of the publication, in support of the Curb campaign, would be expected. Again the newspaper man declined, this time with unmistakable emphasis. He intimated can- nily that wliile he might be taken on he might not be told when to get off, adding that he might be discliarged if he fell for anything of that sort. When the market price toppled from $33 back to around $6 this man's newspaper did not carry any front- page story denouncing the outrage upon the public. I do not know that the manipulators of Nipissing " got to " his employers, but I do know of some newspapers in New York which pose before the public as embodying the very highest type of newspaper morality and which have at their head, either as part owners or as editors, men who were taken in hand by Wall Street magnates at a period when they were dependent for their daily liveli- hood on their weekly wage, and were lifted into the mil- lionaire division by being put into " good things." Do you suppose newspapers presided over by those men are going to say a word against the enterprises of their benefactors? Conversely, if their benefactors happen to be bothered by any man whose business pur^ poses run contrary to theirs, how far, do you think, these gentlemen tjf the press would go in their own news col- umns to poison the public mind against the enterprise of their patron's enemy.? When I witnessed the climax of W. B. Thompson's marvelously successful campaign in Nipissiag on the New 194 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY York Curb, I was fresh from Goldfield. My recollection is that my chief thought at that time, with the Goldfield Consolidated swindle fresh in my mind, was simply that the Western multi-millionaire highbinder promoter didn't class with his Eastern prototype. Indeed, the two ap- peared to be of different species, as different as the humble but noisy coyote from the Abyssinian man-eating tiger. The late Spring of 1907 found me back in Nevada. I selected Reno as a central point for residence and decided to locate there. Eastern stock markets appeared to be beyond my ken. It seemed quite apparent that the West- ern game, as compared with the Eastern, was one of marbles as against millions. In New York's financial mart I felt like a minnow in a sea of bass. Without mil- lions for capital, Nevada appealed to me as a more likely field of usefulness. I believed in Nevada's mineral re- sources. Having seen Goldfield evolve from a tented station on the desert with a hundred people into a city of 15,000 inhabitants ; from a district with a few gold " prospects " into a series of mines producing the yeUow metal at the rate of nearly $1,000,000 a month, I was enthused with the idea that there were other goldfields yet unexplored in the battle-born State and that opportunity was bound to come to me if I pitched my tent on the ground. THE WONDEE. MINING-CAMP STAMPEDE T WAS back in Nevada just a week when a stampede ■*■ into a new mining camp called Wonder took place. I was quick to join in the rush. The Philadelphia crowd who owned control of the big Tonopah mine had annexed a property there which they named the Nevada Wonder. It boasted of a big tonnage of low-grade silver-gold ore. MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 195 On arrival at Wonder, I found my former Goldfield partner, L. M. Sullivan, on the ground. He entreated me to allow him to cut in on any deal I made. A bargain was struek. He agreed to advance all the money and I was to receive half of the profits for my work. The corporation of Sullivan & Rice was formed. We pur- chased the Rich Gulch group of claims, a likely piece of ground with a well defined ledge, and incorporated the Rich Gulch Wonder Mining Company. A company with the usual million-share capitalization was formed to operate the property. A high-class directorate was secured. T. F. Dunnaway, vice-president and general manager of the Nevada, California & Oregon Railroad, accepted the presi- dency. Hon. John Sparks, Governor of Nevada, became first vice-president. U. S. Webb, Attorney General of California, accepted the second vice-presidency. D. B. Boyd, for twenty-five years successively Treasurer of Washoe County, Nevada, was made treasurer. The first advertised offering of treasury stock of the Rich Gulch Wonder carried the names of forty leading mining-stock brokers, situated in various cities stretching from New York to Honolulu, who had signified over their signatures their willingness to undertake the sale of treas- ury stock at 25 cents per share on a basis of 20 per cent, commission. The first thousand shares of treasury stock at 25 cents was sold to Superintendent McDaniel of the Nevada Wonder mine. This convinced us that we had a good " prospect." I had my doubts about the successful promotion of any Nevada mining company at this period, because of the terrific slump which was transpiring in Goldfield is- sues and also because of the smack in the face that min- ing-stock investors had just received in Nipissing. It was my idea that if the Rich Gulch Wonder made any 196 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY money for us the cashing would have to be delayed until mills were erected and the property became a producer. I was willing to go ahead on that basis. The sale of treasury stock was slow, but sufficient was disposed of to warrant the expense for mine development of at least $2,000 a month for six months, and that ap- peared far enough to provide for in advance. Pending the making good of this proposition in a financial way, I determined I would help finance a news- paper publication at Reno which would give to mining- stock speculators an unbiased statement of mining and market conditions as they existed. In the mining camps it was considered tantamount to financial suicide for the home publication to reflect on the merits of any locally owned property. Strictures were looked upon as " knocks," and " knockers " are taboo in mining camps. Moreover, mining-camp papers could hardly make both ends meet at the time without support from inside inter- ests, and unprejudiced statements of fact that were detrimental to a local property could hardly be expected. Merrill A. Teague was made editor of the new publica- tion, which was called the Nevada Mining News. Mr. Teague had just blown into Reno from Goldfield where he had been connected with the Nevada Mines News Bureau, a daily market sheet. Before coming to Nevada he had served in an editorial capacity on the Baltimore American and the Philadelphia North American. Mr. Teague is the possessor of a facile pen. At $50 a week, which was his stipend at the beginning, I was convinced that the Nevada Mining News had a cheap editor. When news was scarce he could write more about nothing than any man I ever met before. Incidentally, he could go further without finding a stopping place in a crusade than any MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR, MONEY 197 man I had ever bumped up against. That was his draw- back. However, compared with the work of other news- paper men then employed in Nevada, his stuff was in a class by itself and was commercially very valuable. TEAGUE ATTACKS SENATOR NIXON MR. TEAGUE was on the job just a week when he cut loose with an attack on United States Senator George S. Nixon of Nevada in a front-page story headed " Goldfield in the Grasp of Wall Street Sharks." The article declared that Senator Nixon, needing $1,000,000 to conclude the merger plans of the Goldfield Consolidated, had got it through B. M. (Berney) Baruch of the New York Stock Exchange, factotum of Thomas F. Ryan, at terrible cost. The loan was made at a time when Gold- field Consolidated was selling around $10 per share. In consideration for the loan. Senator Nixon, acting for the company, gave Mr. Baruch an option on 1,000,000 shares of treasury stock of the Goldfield Consolidated at $7.75 per share. At the time Mr. Teague commenced his onslaught Goldfield Consolidated shares had slumped from $10 to $7.50. Mr. Teague alleged that the market on the stock was being juggled and speculators were being milked. Mr. Baruch, he asserted!, had sold the stock down to $7.50 per share on the strength of his option, and was now tempted to break the max-ket, sell the stock short and cover all at much lower prices. Within two weeks after the publication of Mr. Teague's expose of the terms of the outstanding option to Mr. Baruch, Goldfield Consolidated shares dropped to under $6. The story evidently had its effect. The issue of the paper which chronicled the break to $6 contained an editorial headed " Nixon in the Role of Brutus." It demanded of Senator Nixon that he stand 198 MY ADVENTUHES WITH YOUR MONEY behind the stock and support the market, and also called upon him to declare the payment of dividends which he had promised to stockholders in his annual report dated two months prior. People in Nevada began asking, " Who is Teague ? " Mr. Teague caused the publisher of the Nevada Mining News, who was Hugh Montgomery, formerly business manager of the Chicago Tribune, to explain over his signature that Mr. Teague had been the political editor of the Baltimore American, later an editorial writer for the Philadelphia North American, and that while on the Philadelphia North American he had crusaded against get-rich-quick swindlers who had headquarters in Phila- delphia, with the result that the Storey Cotton Company, the Provident Investment Bureau, the Haight & Freese Company and other bucketshop concerns were put out of business. On evidence furnished by him, it was stated, Mr. Teague secured the conviction by the United States Government of Stanley Frances and Frank C. Marrin as chief conspirators in the $400,000 Storey cotton swindle. Finally, the article said, Mr. Teague was engaged by a far-famed magazine to expose bucketshop iniquities in the United States. This series of articles had appeared in 1906. The biographical sketch seemed to satisfy readers that they were getting their " dope " straight on Goldfield Consolidated. My name at this time did not appear in connection with the publication except as part of the aggregation of Sullivan & Rice who advertised therein, but I was openly accused by Messrs. Nixon and Wingfield of dictating the policy of the paper. This was a half- truth. My sympathies were with the stockholders of Goldfield Consolidated — that's all. MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 199 The story is told in Nevada that when Senator Nixon received the check for $1,000,000 from Berney Baruch, after having executed notes of the Goldfield Consolidated, signed by himself as president and endorsed by him as an individual, he took luncheon at the Waldorf-Astoria in New York. When the waiter presented the bill the Sena- tor ostentatiously tendered the $1,000,000 check in pay- ment. The waiter put it all over the Senator by politely stating that if he wished to pay his dinner check out of the proceeds. Proprietor Boldt would undoubtedly attend to the matter for him. The Senator was forced to tell the waiter he was " only joking." The Nevada Mining News appeared to be catching on and was now printing 28,000 copies weekly. Sample copies were sent in every direction with the idea of ac- quainting investors with its existence. A day after the issue appeared containing the editor- ial in which Senator Nixon was accused of playing the role of Brutus, I was stopped on the street by the editor of the Reno Gazette, a newspaper which is loyally at- tached to the Senator and his friends. " The Senator wants to see you. Rice. Better go over to the bank right away. If you know what's good for you, you'll do it," the Gazette man said. " I will, like ! " I replied. " My office is up in the Clay Peters Building, and if the Senator has anything to say to me he can give me a call. I am not one of his sycophants, and I am not going." I didn't go. An hour afterward the editor of the Gazette met me again. " Senator Nixon wants to see you at his office right away," he said bluntly. " About what.'' " I inquired. 200 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUE, MONEY " About articles which have appeared in the Nevada Mining News," he answered. " Very well," I replied, " I'll send the editor over." Turning to Mr. Teague, I said, " I have no business with Senator Nixon, and if he has anything to communi- cate regarding the newspaper you, the editor, are the man for him to say it to." Mr. Teague went over to the Nixon National Bank and entered the directors' room. My stenographer ac- companied him as far as the door and took a seat out- side, in the banking room. As Mr. Teague entered, Senator Nixon jumped to his feet. He looked black as thunder. He quivered with rage. "W^hy don't Rice come over here himself, eh.'' He daren't! I've got his record from boyhood jacketed in these drawers. While I have not read it, I know the story, and I am going to have it published in a bunch of newspapers so the world can know who is holding me up to public scorn ! " the Senator spluttered. In relating what transpired Mr. Teague later informed me that the Senator's wrathful indignation appealed to him as so grotesquely comic he felt like laughing, but he thought it a poor newspaper stunt to incense him fur- ther at a moment when it looked as if, by appeasing him, he could tempt him into volubility. Soon Mr. Teague had the Senator at ease, pouring forth a long interview, full of acrimony and affectation, which Mr. Teague promised to publish in the Nevada Mining News. Mr. Teague reported to me that the Senator construed his pacifying attitude as meaning that I would undoubt- edly " listen to reason " and that his threat would most certainly accomplish its purpose. MY ADVENTiUIlES WITH YOUR MONEY 201 " CALLING FOR A SHOW-DOWN " WHEN Mr. Teague finished narrating to me what had transpired I was beside myself. Presently I gave him these instructions : " Write out the interview with the Senator. Have two carbon copies made. When finished, take the three copies over to the Senator and have him read them and put his O. K. on them. After you have done that, give the Senator one copy, give the printer a copy, and put the other copy in the safe. As soon as the copy of the interview is in the printer's hands, sit down and write an editorial. Head it ' A United States Senator with a Blackmailing Mind.' Publish my record in full. Tell of everything of any consequence I ever did, good or bad. Parallel my record with the Sen- ator's record. Tell the people of Nevada all the facts about the Senator's threat. Say to them nobody can blackmail me, and ask them to choose between us." On May 25, 1907, the editorial, headed " Nixon a Sen- ator with a Blackmailing Mind," appeared. It was a passionate denouncement, calculated to stir the blood. Also there appeared Senator Nixon's interview in full. In the interview the Senator had made an effort to dis- entangle himself from a seemingly inextricable network in which he was enmeshed, and the paper contained still another editorial lambasting him in amplitude for try- ing to practise on the credulity of the newspaper's read- ers. The editor accused him of equivocation, artful dodging, false coloring, exaggeration, suppression of truth, cupidity and knavery. The arraignment wrought an undoubted sensation. The effect on the Nevada public was unmistakable. It reminded me more of the motionless and breathless atti- tude of an audience at the third-act climax of a four-act 202 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY drama, than anything else. The Senator was not seen on the streets of Reno for two months afterwards. For a fortnight afterward he didn't even call at the ofBces of the bank. When he did finally resume his visits to the bank he came in his automobile. He was whisked to the door of the building, immediately secreted himself in the directors' room and was not get-at-able. Leading citizens, including the directors of a number of banks in Reno, made clandestine calls at my office, shook my hand, felicitated me over the stand I took, and went away. Even George Wingfield, the Senator's part- ner, it was reported (and I afterward corroborated this from the lips of George Wingfield himself), backed me up in the stand I had taken. The general sentiment in the State appeared to be that the threat was a lowdown trick, and that of the two I had the less to be ashamed of. When the Senator read the article headed " Nixon a Senator with a Blackmailing Mind " it is said he tele- graphed to former Governor Thomas of Colorado, his counsel, and asked him to come to Reno. " If I don't say something in answer to this awful at- tack, I'll choke ! " cried the Senator as he nervously walked the floor. " Did you sign that interview which they published ? " asked Governor Thomas. " Yes," said the Senator. " Well, then, if you say anything at all now, they'll choke you," answered Governor Thomas. During the course of our attacks on Senator Nixon in the Nevada Mining News which followed at various in- tervals, the newspaper accused him of making promises of early dividends to Goldfield Consolidated stockholders which he knew he could not keep ; of having been the State Agent in Nevada of the Southern Pacific Company at MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 203 $150 per month during the Huntington regime when legislatures were bought ; of having bilked the investing public out of millions in Goldfield ; of having carved his fortune, that made possible the acquisition by him and his partner of control of the Goldfield Consolidated, out of a gambling house in Tonopah ; of having gathered his first mining property and mining-stock interests in Gold- field from prospectors who lost money and surrendered their mining claims and stock certificates to the gambling house in lieu of the cash ; and of being generally a finan- cial and political freebooter of the most despicable sort. And the Senator never sued for libel nor proceeded in the courts in any way whatsoever to obtain a retraction. MANIPULATING GOLDFIELD CON ABOUT a week after the publication of the editorial headed " Nixon a Senator with a Blackmailing Mind," when Goldfield Consolidated stock had slumped to around $7, the Nevada Mining News in big bold-faced type urged its readers to place their buying orders for Goldfield Consolidated at $4 a share, saying that New York mining-stock brokers advised their clients that the stock would almost certainly go down to that figure be- cause of the Senator's mistakes in the financial manage- ment of the company. That edition contained another editorial on Senator Nixon, headed " Branding a Bilker." It accused him of saying in his annual report a few months previous that payments of dividends on a regular basis would commence within a short time, and contrasted this statement with the signed interview published in the Nevada Mining News, in which he said dividends would be paid " whenever the trustees thought it wise to do so and not before." Within a day thereafter the stock " busted " wide open W4> MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY to $5^ bid, $5^ asked, and the whole Goldfield list smashed farther in sympathy. By June 8th Goldfield Consoli- dated had crashed to $4.50. On the dip from $7.50 to $4.50 an opportunity had been offered to Berney Baruch and his associates to buy back in the open market all of the stock they might have sold on the way down from $10 to $7.75, which was the option price. Then the stock was promptly manipulated back to $7. On the way back to $7, the outstanding short interest (of other traders who had acccompanied the decline with their selling orders) was forced to cover. To help along the covering by outsiders up to the $7 point a report was circulated by lieutenants of Senator Nixon in Reno that a dividend would be declared before the end of June, and almost simultaneously the general manager of the mining company in Goldfield put forth a similar tip. As the market began to recover toward the $7 point. Senator Nixon went to San Francisco and was seen often at the sessions on the floor of the San Fran- cisco Stock and Exchange Board. On the day before the bulge to $7 he was quoted in a San Francisco news- paper as saying that Goldfield Consolidated was such a good thing he would not take $20 per share for his stock. When the stock hit $7 and the shorts were being squeezed the hardest, Senator Nixon was quoted as say- ing in still another interview that a dividend was not far away. This interview was carried over the telegraph wires to all market centers by the Associated Press. At the same time a story was printed in the New York Times saying that it was reported on the Street that J. Pierpont Morgan, acting for the Baruch-Ryan crowd, had taken over the control of the Goldfield Consoli- dated. The shorts were successfully driven to cover. MY ADVENTXJRES WITH YOUR MONEY 205 Then the price eased off again in a day from $7 to $6^. A month later Mr. Teague became editor in chief of the Nevada State Journal and severed his connection with the Nevada Mining News. I succeeded Mr. Teague as editor and my name appeared at the head of the editorial columns. At about the same time the Sullivan & Rice enterprise was abandoned. I discovered that most of the money Mr. Sullivan had put into the corporation had been borrowed by him from a member of my own family with whom he had hypothecated most of his stock in the company, A rumpus ensued which ended in the shut- ting up of the shop. By August Goldfield Consolidated had been manipu- lated back to $8,372 a share. Mr. Baruch's option could certainly prove of little value to him unless the stock sold higher at periods than $7.50. But he now evidently found it a hard job to hold the stock above $7.50. By September it had receded again to $7.40. At this period it was reported in Reno that George Wingfield, sick of his partner's bad bargain, was beginning to assert him- self and demanded that the Baruch option be cancelled at whatever cost. The erratic price movement of the stock was causing the loss of public confidence. The manipulation appeared to be raw. Without any important transpiration except the news of the Baruch option and the varying state- ments put out by Senator Nixon from time to time re- garding the plans of the company, which was now await- ing the erection of a huge mill before going on a regu- lar producing basis, the stock had dropped from $10 to $4.50, recovered to $7 and eased off to $6^, rallied to above $8, and was again tumbling. The option to Mr. Baruch was conceded to be practi- cally a flat failure from a company standpoint, only 20,- 206 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 000 shares of stock having been purchased by Mr. Ba- ruch from the treasury of the company in nine months. The impression prevailed that Mr. Baruch was milking the market and held the option principally as a club to accomplish his market designs. Moreover, nearly every broker, investor and speculator residing in Goldfield by this time had gone broke because of the vagaries of this stock in the market, and the losses in bad loans and un- secured overdrafts incurred by John S. Cook & Com- pany's bank, controlled by Messrs. Nixon and Wingfield, was said to total nearly $2,000,000 as a result of the al- most general smash in market values. The entire Gold- field list, with the exception of Goldfield Consolidated, was now selling at 25 cents on the dollar compared with boom prices of less than a year before, and it was a rather ordinary " piker " sort of broker or speculator in Goldfield who at this time could not boast of being in " soak " to John S. Cook & Company's bank anywhere from $15,000 to $100,000. On September 23 the Goldfield Consolidated directorate met at Goldfield. After the meeting it was ofiicially an- nounced that the option held by Mr. Baruch on 1,000,000 shares at $7.75 had been canceled and that Mr. Baruch had been given sufficient of the optional stock to liquidate the $1,000,000 obligation of the company, leaving the company free of debt and with a cash reserve of nearly $2,000,000. It was stated that Mr. Baruch had orig- inally been given the option for services in securing the loan of $1,000,000 from J. Kennedy Todd & Company of New York for 13 months with interest at the rate of 6 per cent., and that the price of $7.76 was an " aver- age " one, indicating that Mr. Baruch held an option on stock at varying figures on a scale up from a considerably MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 20T lower price than $7.75, which he might have exercised in whole or in part. It was also disclosed that a large block of Goldfield Consolidated stock had been put up as collateral for the note. Because the officials of the company declared by resolution that the " unused certificates shall be canceled " it was generally believed that the entire 1,000,000 shares under option to Mr. Baruch had been put up as security. The official statement of the company said that the op- tion had been turned back to the company " on a satis- factory basis." No figures were given out. Dispatches from San Francisco to the Nevada Mining News, which I promptly published, alleged that Mr. Baruch was given 200,000 or more shares of Goldfield Consolidated in set- tlement of the loan to the corporation of $1,000,000 and for the surrender of his option on 1,000,000 shares at an average price of $7.75. The £00,000 shares of stock was taken out of the col- lateral at the rate of $5 per share on a day when Gold- field Consolidated was selling around $7.50, after the stock had been manipulated to a fare-ye-well and against a market price of $10 for the stock on the day the option was given. No denial was ever published. My opinion, based on private investigation and on analysis of the company's reports, is that Mr. Baruch. fared even better than as outlined above. The giving of the option had made it dangerous for anybody except Mr. Baruch to attempt to hold the stock above $7.75 per share after the option had been given, and the company in addition was now mulcted for the difference between the low price per share at which set- tlement was made with Mr. Baruch and the price at which the stock could have been sold had it been quietly dis- 208 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY posed of on the market during the period of nine months which had preceded the date of cancellation. As a mat- ter of fact, there was no necessity at all for settling the loan with stock, the company having in its treasury more than sufficient to repay the loan, and the money was not due. The real purpose, apparently, was to shroud in darkness the exact amount given to Mr. Baruch to re- lease the company from the option and to keep Messrs. Nixon and Wingfield's Goldfield bank, which was the de- positary of the mining company, in funds. Instead of quieting the stockholders the surrender of the option again thrust into the limelight the entire transaction and proved to be an exacerbation. The immediate effect was that Goldfield Consolidated began to slump again, and in a few days sold down to $6.60. From this point it kept on tobogganing during a period of weeks down to the $3.50 point — a depre- ciation in market price for the capitalization of the com- pany, within a year of its promotion at $10 a share, of $23,400,000 — before rallying once. ENTER, NAT. C. GOODWIN & CO. A MINING partnership between Nat. C. Goodwin, the actor, and Dan Edwards had been formed at Reno a little before this time. Dan Edwards was a hustling young mining man who had engaged in the business of " turning " properties to promoters. In August, when Goldfield Consolidated was selling around $7.60, Mr. Ed- wards had asked me to give him a good market tip. I told him to sell Goldfield Consolidated short. When it hit $6.60 around October 1st he saluted me thus, " Got to hand it to you. I have been trying to make my new firm stick, but it don't seem to work. I MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 209 guess I don't know how to handle the situation in times like this. How would you like to join us? " "How much capital have you got?" I asked. " Five thousand of Nat's money," he answered. " Get another man with $5,000," I said, " and I'll talk to you." A young Easterner engaged in mining, named Warren A. Miller, was stopping at the Riverside Hotel. Within an hour Mr. Edwards had him lined up. A week later Nat. C. Goodwin & Company was incorporated with Nat. C. Goodwin president, Mr. Miller vice-president and gen- eral manager, and Dan Edwards secretary. The new corporation engaged to give me a salary for showing it how and an interest for other substantial considerations. Within a fortnight the corporation of Nat. C. Good- win & Company was making money, not as promoters, however, but as demoters. Instead of at first promoting a mining company and earning its profits on the con- structive side of the market, it turned the tables and made money on the destructive side — of Goldfield Con- solidated. During the first half of 1907 I had felt the country's speculative pulse from day to day with the promotion literature of the Sullivan & Rice corporation. Although its new mining company, the Rich Gulch Wonder, had boasted of a very high-class directorate and the property was conceded to have merit, the public refused to enthuse. Instead of subscribing for large blocks, scattering pur- chases had been made, and money in dribs and drabs had been grudgingly paid over. The Wonder mining camp boom had " died abornin'." Investors seemed to have had enough of mining-stock speculation for a while. Prices of listed Nevada issues were crumpling like seer- 210 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY suckers in the rain. By this time the awful mess that had been made of Goldfield affairs through the mistakes of Messrs. Nixon and Wingfield had resulted in a deprecia- tion in market value of more than $100,000,000 in listed Nevada issues. This in itself was sufficient to kill a world of buying sentiment. You have to be a rainbow-chaser by nature to be a suc- cessful promoter, but even I, despite my chronic opti- mism, began to feel the influence of what was transpir- ing. I made a flip-flop and turned bear on the whole market. On October 17th the Heinze failure occurred in New York. Five days later the embarrassment of the Knick- erbocker Trust Company was announced. I glued my ears to the ground. Nat. C. Goodwin & Company " shorted " the mining- stock market so far as its limited capital would permit. On the day Mr. Heinze went overboard the company was already short 2,000 shares of Goldfield Consolidated at around $6. On hearing that the Knickerbocker Trust Company was in trouble it promptly shorted 2,000 shares more at a lower figure. On the afternoon when the news reached Reno of the Knickerbocker Trust Company's embarrassment I re- ceived a private telegram from Chicago stating that the paper of the State Bank & Trust Company of Goldfield, Tonopah and Carson City had gone to protest in San Francisco. This set my blood tingling. I knew that meant a general Nevada " bust." Next morning Nat. C. Goodwin & Company shorted 2,000 shares more of Goldfield Consohdated at about $5^. Later in the day the failure of the State Bank & Trust Company was announced. A run followed on the Nye & Ormsby County Bank and its branches in Reno, Carson MY ADVENTUHES WITH YOUR MONEY 211 City, Tonopah, Goldfield, and Manhattan, and in two hours that institution, too, closed its doors, Goldfield Consolidated promptly broke to $4 a share. Around this point Nat. C. Goodwin & Company covered its short sales, at discretion. All of the Nixon banks in Nevada experienced runs as a result of the failure of the two Nevada banking insti- tutions. So did the other banks. Governor Sparks was appealed to by Nevada bank of- ficials between two suns to come to the rescue. Without hesitation he declared a series of legal holidays to enable the banks of the State which were still standing on their feet to catch their breath. These banks finally threw open their doors, but when they did, those of Reno met depositors' withdrawals with asset money instead of legal tender. The only bank in Reno which had refused to take advantage of the enforced legal holidays was the Scheeline Banking & Trust Company. And when asset money was finally resorted to as a makeshift, M. Schee- line, the president, was made custodian of the bonds which were put up by the associated Reno banks to secure pay- ment. This restored confidence. It was believed in Nevada at the time of the failure of the mining-camp banks, the State Bank & Trust Com- pany and the Nye & Ormsby County, that the Nixon institution in Goldfield would have found it hard to weather the storm but for the fact that the Goldfield bank was believed to have upward of $2,000,000 of the Goldfield Consolidated Mines Company's money on de- posit. When the State Bank & Trust Company went to the wall Senator Nixon, in an interview published in his Reno newspaper, charged the failure of the State Bank & Trust Company to me. He alleged that the State Bank & 212 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY Trust Company lost $375,000 by the failure of the Sulli- van Trust Company ten months before, and that I had broken the bank. The liabilities of the bank were $3,- 000,000, and its Sullivan Trust Company loss was only " a drop in the bucket." The Senator didn't fool any- body, not even himself. His effort was an ill-concealed attempt to prepossess the public against me, and was re- ceived by Nevada people as such. Senator Nixon indulged in some more " interview " with a view to stemming the tide of liquidation in Gold- field Consolidated. Notwithstanding the fact that the company had only recently resorted to the sale of treas- ury stock for money-raising purposes, he asserted that a quarterly dividend, payable January 25th, would prob- ably be declared. Beyond a question this statement was made for market purposes at a time when the Senator was sweating money-blood. The stock promptly tobogganed farther on the strength of the dividend forecast. The Senator's inter- views had now become a standing joke in the community. Speculators and brokers had learned the wisdom of " cop- pering " anything the Senator said. THE STOKY OF THE GOLDFIELD LABOE " EIOTS " A LARGE force of miners was discharged from the Goldfield Consolidated properties. The action of the company in laying off its men at such a distressful period was denounced. It was alleged that Senator Nix- on's Goldfield bank could not afford to pay out the money on deposit to the credit of the company because it was required for bank purposes. The money was apparently being hoarded during the money stringency to help the bank out of a tight place. After-events appeared fully to confirm this theory. MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 213 Right in the teeth of the panic, during the depressed and troublous days of the latter part of November ; — when current finance was deeply affected; when Goldfield Consolidated was selling below the $4 point and the en- tire Nevada share list had suffered an average deprecia- tion of about 85 per cent, from the " highs " reached dur- ing the Goldfield boom of the year before ; when the State of Nevada was racked from end to end by the serious losses incurred by citizens through the failure of the Nye & Ormsby County's and the State Bank & Trust Com- pany's chain of banks, totaling nearly $6,000,000, and it appeared that the credit of the State had already been shattered almost beyond repair : — a fresh blow was ad- ministered. Government troops were reported to be en route to Goldfield from San Francisco " to preserve the law." It had been represented to the President of the United States that Goldfield was in a state of anarchy. Goldfield wasn't. As a matter of fact, the situation in Goldfield with the miners, from the standpoint of law and order, was never good, but it was as good then as it had been in eighteen months. True, there had been some lawless- ness, but no riot, and the sheriff of the county had made no call whatsoever on the Governor for any aid. During the first days of the panic Nixon and Wing- field's Goldfield bank, John S. Cook & Company, had ten- dered the miners the bank's unsecured scrip in lieu of money for the payment of wages. The miners refused acceptance. They were willing to take time-checks of two, three or four months, bearing the mining company's signature, but balked at the idea of becoming creditors of the bank. It has been stated to me by a number of Goldfield brokers who were present in the camp at the time that 314 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY the miners had even decided to concede this point, when an outsider secured by intrigue and money sufficient vot- ing power at a meeting of the executive committee of the Miners' Union to pass a resolution objecting to the bank's scrip. The refusal to accept the bank's scrip was at once made an excuse by the Goldfield Mine Owners' Asso- ciation, which was dominated by George Wingfield, to determine upon a lockout and simultaneously to demand Federal intervention. If Messrs. Nixon and Wingfield's bank needed money, as the tender of unsecured scrip indicated all too plainly, the complete shutdown which left with the bank as avail- able resources approximately $2,000,000 in the account of the Goldfield Consolidated Mines Company, was a per- fect stop-gap ; and the need of the presence of troops was a fine coincidental excuse for the shutdown. Inci- dentally, it would rid Goldfield of the Miners' Union, which voted to a man against Senator Nixon's Republi- can candidates for office, and would permit the importa- tion of foreign labor, an expedient which was afterward successfully resorted to. Senator Nixon brought pressure to bear at Washing- ton. He invoked the good offices of Uncle Sam and urged that Federal troops be sent to the State. He was as- sisted by Congressman Bartlett in laying the matter be- fore the departments. The wires between Goldfield, Reno, Carson City and Washington were kept hot with an interchange of views. President Roosevelt finally in- formed the Senator he could not send the soldiers unless the Governor of Nevada wired that a state of anarchy actually existed which the State itself was powerless to put down. Governor Sparks, honest as the day was long and un- suspecting of any trickery or jobbery, listened to a Gold- MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 215 field committee and permitted a dispatch to be sent to Washington over his signature representing that such conditions existed. Thereupon Brigadier-General Funston, at the head of two thousand troops, was ordered to Goldfield. The State being without any militia and the representations made by Governor Sparks in his dispatches being strong on the point that a state of anarchy actually existed in Goldfield, the President finally succumbed. The maneuver was as swift as it was unexpected. Ne- vada people at first could not understand what it was all about. Dispatches from Goldfield to Reno said the town was quiet. The nearest approach to an overt act of recent occurrence that had been chronicled was the al- leged theft a few days before of a box or two of dyna- mite, about 300 feet of fuse and a quantity of caps that were said to have been clandestinely removed from the Booth mine in Goldfield. The theft, if theft there was, was charged to the miners, but proof was lacking. On the arrival of the troops in Goldfield the Goldfield Consolidated announced a new wage scale, reducing the miners' wages from $5 to $4 and in some cases from $5 to $3.50. This was a new move, calculated to rouse the ire of the wage workers and to prolong the lockout. Messrs. Nixon and Wingfield's bank in Goldfield an- nounced at the same time that it would thereafter dis- charge all of the pay-rolls of the company in gold. But there were no pay-rolls of any consequence then, the mines being shut down. General Funston on his arrival in Goldfield interviewed mine operators, union miners and citizens generally with a view to determining the necessity for maintaining Gov- ernment troops there. He discovered that the Adminis- 216 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY tration had been buncoed. The General wired the Presi- dent his opinion. President Roosevelt quickly dispatched a commission to Goldfield to conduct a public inquiry. This commission consisted of Charles B. Neal, Labor Commissioner; Herbert Knox Smith, Commissioner of Corporations, and Lawrence O. Murray, Assistant Secre- tary of the Department of Commerce and Labor. They heard testimony day and night for a week. They reported to President Roosevelt that there was no occasion for the presence of troops in Goldfield and that the statements telegraphed to President Roosevelt by Governor Sparks, indicating the existence of a state of anarchy, were without justification. The report was given to the Associated Press and received wide pub- licity. The President also Issued a broadside backing up the findings, which was telegraphed far and wide. Eastern editorial writers poured out torrents of abuse on Governor Sparks. Senator Nixon went unscathed. THE DEATH OF GOVERNOR SPARKS FEELING under a weight of obligation to Governor Sparks, who had headed nearly all of the Sullivan Trust Company promotions as president, I tried editori- ally in the Nevada Mining News to justify the Governor's action. But It was a wee voice drowned In an ocean of adverse opinion and was entirely without echo. It didn't even soothe the Governor. The Governor, honest, simple old man, broken In purse, In health and in spirit, grieved over the President's de- nouncement, took to bed, and died of a broken heart. At his Imposing funeral pageant in Reno, which was attended by thousands of mourners, who had come from all parts of the State to pay homage to the grand old man and who followed the hearse to the cemetery. Senator MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 217 Nixon and his partner, George Wingfield, were conspicu- ous by their absence. Even at the moment when the grave closed over his re- mains the troops were leaving Goldfield. " It's the ' Dead March,' " said one of the bereaved. The bringing of Federal troops to Goldfield accom- plished its purpose. The Miners' Union was destroyed and sufficient time was gained to enable the financial at- mosphere to clarify. By the time the troops departed, Goldfield Consolidated had rallied to $5 per share. The panic was over. Money was comparatively easy again. I ask the reader's indulgence for having devoted so much space to the facts bearing on the appearance in Nevada of United States troops at a time when there was no valid occasion for their presence. I feel that it is an important chapter of my experiences and is fraught with interest to the general reader, because it illustrates how easy it is to direct the powerful machinery of our great Government so as to carry out the machinations of evil- minded men. You might think, after this demonstration of the lengths to which Senator Nixon went to accomplish a set purpose, and after witnessing the success which attended his eiForts, that a poverty-stricken individual like myself, who had had the hardihood to conduct a newspaper cam- paign in the Senator's own home town against his finan- cial and political activities, would judge it the better part of valor to emigrate from the State. Well, I didn't. I stayed right on the spot. That I would hear from Wash- ington later I had no doubt, but I stuck, just the same, until my business interests called me away. I wasn't wrong in my deductions. Within a few months thereafter there came a visit to my office in Reno by a postal inspector, who was apparently " sicked on to 218 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUE. MONEY the job," and but for the quick intercession by telegraph of United States Senator Francis B. Newlands of Ne- vada with the Postmaster General at Washington, I am certain that potent influences even at that early day would successfully have " started something." But of this more at another time. I am ahead of my story. CHAPTER vn Rawhide BECAUSE Rawhide, the new Nevada gold camp, was born during' the financial crisis of 1907, I couldn't see any future ahead of it from the promoter's coign of vantage — not " through a pair of field-glasses." It requires capital to develop likely-looking gold " pros- pects " into dividend-paying mines, and I could not imag- ine where the money was going to come from. Eastern securities markets were in the doldrums. Time money commanded a big premium. Prices for all descriptions of mining stocks had flattened out to almost nothing. In- vestors were at their wits' end to protect commit- ments already made. Financiers everywhere were de- pressed. A revulsion of sentiment toward speculation had set in, seemingly for keeps. Only a hair-brained en- thusiast of the wild-eyed order could hope at such a time possibly to succeed in the marketing of new mining is- sues. A financial panic has no terrors, however, for gold- seekers. The lure of gold is irresistible. Money strin- gency serves only to strengthen the natural incentive. By the first week in January, 1908, fully 2,000 people were reported to be in Rawhide. At the end of January the population had grown to 3,000. The camp easily held the center of the mining stage in Nevada. Many of the Rawhide pioneers hailed from Tonopah and Goldfield. Without exception the opinion of these veterans appeared to be that the surface showings of 219 220 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY the new district excelled those of either of the older camps. Never before in the history of mining in the West had there been discovered a quartz deposit so seem- ingly rich in the yellow metal at or near the surface which at the same time embraced so large an area of aurif- erous mineralization. Goldfield, at the same early age, had been a mere collection of prospectors' tents, while Rawhide was a thriving, bustling, populous camp with more than a hundred leasing outfits conducting systematic mining operations. News was brought to Reno of a phenomenal strike made on Grutt Hill in Rawhide. Specimen rock taken from a seam of ore assayed $300,000 to the ton. The Kearns lease on Balloon Hill reported 15 feet of shipping ore on the 65-foot level which assayed from $300 to $500 to the ton. There was full verification of this. Also regular ship- ments were being made to the Goldfield reduction works. Samples of rock were received in town that were studded with free gold. I was thrilled. Statements made by camp " boosters " that a part of Balloon Hill was " gold with a little rock in it," were not exaggerations, judging from the specimens that were placed in my possession. My apathy began to melt away. Against my earlier judgment, I now began to change my attitude. The camp looked like " the real thing," panic or no panic. Why should not the American public, even in these tough financial times, enthuse about a gold camp with possibilities for money-making such as are offered here, I asked myself. Don't drowning men grasp at straws? Is it not the habit of horse-race players when they lose five races in succession to make a plunge bet on the sixth with a view to getting out even? This panic had im- MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 221 poverished hundreds of thousands. What more natural than that those who were hit hard should now fall over one another to get in on the good things of Rawhide? If the camp makes good, I reasoned, in the same measure that Goldfield did, early investors will roll up millions in profits. I visited the camp. What I saw electrified me. Soon I was under the magic spell. EEAL GOLD AT EAWHIDE HALF a day's tramp over the hills seemed sufficient to convince anybody that the best of the practical miners of Nevada had put the stamp of their approval on the district. Most of the hundred or more operating leases of Rawhide were owned by these hard-rock miners. More than half a dozen surface openings on Grutt HiU showed the presence of masses of gold-studded quartz. At the intersection of Rawhide's two principal thorough- fares a round of shots in a bold quartz outcrop revealed gold-silver ore that assayed $2,700 a ton. A gold be- ribboned dyke of quartz-rhyolite struck boldly through Grutt Hill's towering peak. I walked along its strike and knocked off, with an ordinary prospector's pick, sam- ples worth $2 to $5 a pound. Across Stingaree Gulch to the south Balloon Hill's rugged hog-back formed a connection link between Grutt and Consolidated hills. The Kearns Nos. 1 and 2 leases on Balloon Hill were scenes of strikes of such extraor- dinary richness that they alone would have started a stampede in Alaska, The Murray lease on Consolidated Hill was rated as a veritable bonanza. There I saw quartz that was fully one-third gold. Along the southern slope of Hooligan Hill several sets of leasers were mining ore so rich that guards were main- 222 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY tained through the night to prevent loss from theft. At the Alexander lease on Hooligan Hill the miners were crushing the richer quartz from their shaft and washing out gold to the value of $20 a pan. These were the three principal centers of activity, but they by no means embraced the productive area of the dis- trict. Tall, skeleton-like gallows-frames dotted the land- scape for miles in every direction. The soughing of gasoline engines suggested the breathing of some spec- tral Titan in the throes of Herculean effort. I was force- fully impressed, too, with the class of miners at work. It seemed to me there was no longer any room for cavil as to the fortune-making possibilities of investors who put their money into the camp. Less than a half year old, Rawhide loomed up as the most active mining region I had ever seen at anything like the same age. It required nearly three years for Goldfield to make as good a showing, I reasoned. During my earlier efforts at press-agenting Southern Nevada's mining camps I had to conjure in my mind's eye what the reality would be if half the hopes of camp enthusiasts were fulfilled. Here was apparently a ful- fillment rather than a promise. At the threshold of the first stage of its development era Rawhide could boast of more actual producers and nearly as many operating properties as Goldfield could claim at the age of three years. I recalled that Cripple Creek had been panic-born but had lived through the acute period of 1893-96 to take rank with the greatest gold camps of the world. I was more than convinced. Effervescent enthusiasm succeeded my earlier skepticism. History is about to re- peat the record of Cripple Creek, I concluded. MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY THE KAWHIDE COALITION MINES COMPANY GRUTT HILL, Hooligan Hill, a part of Balloon Hill, and the intervening ground, forming a compact group of eight claims, 160 acres, were owned by a part- nership of eight prospectors. The area formed the heart and backbone of the whole mining district. I soon " tied up " this property for Nat. C. Goodwin & Company of Reno, with whom I was identified. A company, with 3,000,000 shares of the par value of $1 a share, was incorporated to take title. It was styled the Rawhide Coalition Mines Company. Of its entire capitalization, 750,000 shares were turned into the treasury of the Rawhide Coalition Mines Com- pany. Nat C. Goodwin & Company became agents for the sale of treasury stock, and were given an option by the company on 250,000 shares, to net the treasury $57,- 500 for purposes of administration and mine development. The Goodwin, company also purchased 1,860,000 shares of the 2,250,000 shares of ownership stock, amounting to $443,500 more, or at the rate of 23.3 cents per share plus a commission of $12,500 to be paid to a go-be- tween. The ownership stock Jhat was retained by the original owners, and the residue of treasury stock, amounting in all to 900,000 shares, were placed in pool. When I made this deal the cash in bank of Nat. C. Goodwin & Company amounted to about $15,000, It was up to me to finance the undertaking. I did. The contract I made called for only $10,000 in cash and the balance on time payments. Nat C. Goodwin & Company didn't borrow money from any bank or in- dividual, nor did anybody identified with the concern tax his personal resources to the extent of a single dollar 2M MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY to go through with the deal. The money was raised, first for the Coalition's treasury and later for the ven- dors, by appealing directly to the speculative instinct of the American investing public. The public, too, paid the expense that was incurred in reaching them. It did this by paying Nat C. Goodwin & Company an advance in price on Coalition stock purchases, over and above the cost price. Nat. C. Goodwin & Company had agreed to net a frac- tion more than 23 cents per share to both the treasury and the vendors without any deductions whatsoever. All of the advertising expense and other outlays of promo- tion, it was stipulated, must be borne by Nat. C. Goodwia & Company and none by the mining corporation. What was the system.? How was it donei^ A EACE OF GAMBLEES PRIOR to the birth of Rawhide I had for seven years catered to the speculative (gambling) instinct of the American public, chiefly in building mining camps and financing mining enterprises. I now realized that in or- der to make a success of the undertaking before me, namely, to put the new camp of Rawhide on the invest- ment map, I must again appeal loudly to the country's gambling instinct. Maybe you think, dear reader, that a man who caters to the gambling instinct of his fellow men, be his in- tentions honest or dishonest, is a highly immoral person. Is he? Do you know that the gambling instinct is responsible for the wonderful growth of the mining industry in the United States ? Would you believe that without the gam- bling instinct the development of the great natural re- sources of this country would be almost impossible? MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 225 With rare exceptions every successful mining enter- prise in the United States has been financed in the past by appealing directly to the gambling instinct. In the decade antedating this year considerably more than a billion dollars was raised and invested in this way. Conservative investors who are satisfied with from three to six per cent, on their money do not buy mines or min- ing stocks. Speculators (gamblers) who are willing to risk part of their fortune in the hope of gaining fivefold or more in a year or a few years — these are the kind who invest in mines and mininsr stocks. There are legions of these. Not less than 500,000 men and women in the United States, according to the best statistical information obtainable, are stockholders of min- ing companies. In fact, the gambling instinct finds employment in the mining industry long before a property has reached the stage where it can be classed as even a prospect worthy of exploration. The prospector who follows his burro into the mountain fastnesses or across the desert wastes often gambles his very life against the success of his search ; those who grub-stake him gamble their money. The gambling instinct seems bound to continue to play an important role in the mining industry for all time, or until either the fortune-hunting instincts of man are eradicated or all the treasures of the world shall have been mined. Now, if the practice of catering to the gambling in- stinct is baneful, I'm a malefactor. So, too, would then be such lofty-pinnacled financiers as Messrs. Rothschild, Rockefeller, Morgan, the Guggenheims and others. My own thought is that it is custom and the times which are responsible for the maintenance of the great game, and not individuals. 226 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY The truth is, we are a race of gamblers and we allow the captains of industry to deal the game for us. Next to money and political power, publicity is recog- nized by all " doers " as the most powerful lever to ac- complish big things. Not infrequently publicity will ac- complish what neither money nor political power can. Generally, publicity can be secured and controlled by either money or political power. When Rawhide was born I had neither money nor political power. The camp needed publicity. I had nothing to secure publicity with but my wit, I promptly requisitioned what wit I had, and used all of it. There is an important difference between owning a series of excellent gold-mine prospects, which have tre- mendous speculative possibilities, and the public recog- nizing them to be such. It is one thing for a man- ufacturer to be himself assured that his article is a bet- ter product for the money than that of his competitor. It is another thing for the consumer to be convinced. Therein lies the value of organized publicity. To focus the attention of the great American invest- ing public on the camp of Rawhide was the proposition before me. How was this to be accomplished? Display advertising in the newspapers is costly and requires large capital; the purchase of reading notices in publications which accept that class of business, even more so. One major fact stood out from my early experience as a publicity agent in Goldfield, Few news editors have the heart to consign good copy to the waste-paper bas- ket, particularly if it contains nothing which might cause a come-back. I resolved to " press-agent " the camp. CHAPTER VIII The Press Agent and the Pubmc's Money PROBABLY the most scientifically press-agented camp in Nevada had been Bullfrog. Bullfrog was born two years after Goldfield. The Goldfield pub- licity bureau by this time had greatly improved its art and its efficiency. When the Bullfrog boom was still young the late United States Senator Stewart, an octogenarian and out of a job, traveled from Washington, at the expiration of his term, to the Bullfrog camp. There he hung out his shingle as a practising lawyer. Immediately the press bureau secured a cabinet photo of the venerable lawmaker and composed a story about his fresh start in life on the desert. The yarn appealed so strongly to Sunday editors of the great city dailies throughout the country that Bullfrog secured for nothing scores of pages of price- less advertising in the news columns. The Senator built a home, the story said, on a spot where, less than a year before, desert wayfarers had died of thirst and coyotes roamed. The interior of the house on the desert was minutely described. Olive-colored chintz curtains protected the bearded patriarch, while at work in his study, from the burning rays of the sun. Old Florentine cabinets, costly Byzantine vases, and matchless specimens of Sevres, filled his living-rooms. Silk Persian rugs an inch thick decked the floors. Venetian- framed miniature paintings of former Presidents of the United States and champions of liberty of bygone days graced the waUs. Costly bronzes and marble statuettes 227 228 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY were strewn about in profusion. Visitors could not help deducing that the Senator thought nothing too good for his desert habitat. The name of Bullfrog exuded from every paragraph of the story; also the name of a mine at the approach to which this desert mansion was reared and in the exploitation of which the press-agent had a selfish interest. The remarkable part of this tale, which was printed with pictures of the Senator in one metropolitan news- paper of great circulation and prestige to the extent of a full page on a Sunday and was syndicated by it to a score of others, was that the only truth contained in it happened to be the fact that the Senator had decided to make Bullfrog his home with a view to working up a law practise. But it was a good story from the Bull- frog press-agent's standpoint and from that of the Sun- day editor, and even the Senator did not blink at it. He recognized it as camp " publicity " of the highest effi- ciency, as did other residents of Bullfrog. During the Manhattan boom, which followed that of Bullfrog, the publicity bureau became more ambitious. It made a drive at the news columns of the metropolitan press on week days, and succeeded. At that time the Sullivan Trust Company of Goldfield was promoting the Jumping Jack-Manhattan mining Company. James Hopper, the gifted magazinist, wrote a story in which the names " Jumping Jack " and " Sul- livan Trust Company " appeared in almost every other line. It was forwarded by mail to a great daily news- paper of New York and promptly published as news. The yarn told how the man in charge of the gasoline engine at the mouth of the Jumping Jack shaft had gone stark mad while at work and how but for the quick in- MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 229 tervention of the president of the Sullivan Trust Com- pany, who happened to be on the ground, a tragedy might well have been the result. The miner, the story said, stepped into the bucket at the head of the shaft and asked the man in the engine- house to lower him to a depth of 300 feet. Quick as a flash the bucket was let down. When the 200-foot point was reached there was a sudden stop. With a rattle and a roar the bucket was jerked back to within 50 feet of the surface. Thereupon it was again lowered and quickly raised again, and the operation constantly repeated un- til the poor miner became unconscious and fell in a jangled mass to, the bottom, of the bucket. Hearing the miner's early cries, Mr. Sullivan had gone to the rescue. He knocked senseless the man in the engine- house and pinioned him. Then he brought up the bucket containing the almost inanimate form of the miner. Turning to the demon in charge of the engine, who had now recovered consciousness, Mr. Sullivan cried, " How dare you do a thing like this ? " The man responded, " His name is Jack, ain't it ? " "Well, what of it? " roared Mr. Sullivan. " Oh, I was just jumping the jack! " chuckled the " mad- man." This nursery tale was conspicuously printed in a high- class New York newspaper's columns as real news. Un- doubtedly the reason why the editors allowed it to pass was that it was believed to be true, but above all was cleverly written. I was too busy during the early part of the Rawhide boom to do any writing of consequence or even to suggest particular subjects for stories. It seemed to me that the exciting events of every-day occurrence during the prog- 230 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY ress of the mad rush would furnish the correspondents with enough matter to keep the news-pot constantly boiling. I assembled around me the shining lights of the Reno newspaper fraternity and put them on the pay-roll. For weeks an average of at least one column of ex- citing Rawhide stampede news was published on the front pages of the big Coast dailies. The publicity campaign went merrily on. I kept close watch on the character of the news that was being sent out and was pleased in con- templating the fact that very little false coloring, if any, was resorted to. A boisterous mining-camp stampede, second only in intensity to the Klondike excitement of eleven years before, was in progress, and there was plenty of live news to chronicle almost every day. After returning from one of my trips to Rawhide I became alarmed on reading on the front page of the lead- ing San Francisco newspapers a harrowing two-column story about the manner in which Ed. Hoffman, mine super- intendent of the Rawhide Coalition, had been waylaid the day before on a dark desert road and robbed of $10,000 in gold which he was carrying to the mines for the pur- pose of discharging the pay-roll. I had just left Mr. Hoffman in Rawhide and he had not been waylaid. I sent for the man who was responsible for the story. " Say, Jim," I said, " you're crazy. There is a come- back to that yarn that will cost you your job as cor- respondent for your San Francisco paper. It is rough work. Cut it out ! " "Gee whillikins!" he replied. "How can I? Here's an order for a two-column follow-up and I have already filed it." " What did you say in your second story.? " I inquired. " Well, I told how a posse, armed to the teeth, were MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 231 chasing the robbers and explained that they're within three miles of Walker Lake in hot pursuit." " You're a madman ! " I protested. " Kill those rob- bers and be quick; do it to-night so that you choke off the demand for more copy, or you're a goner ! " Nest day the correspondent wired to his string of news- papers that the posse had chased the robbers into Walker Lake, where they were drowned. At the point in Walker Lake where the correspondent said the robbers had found a watery grave it was known to some Reno people that for three miles in both directions the lake was shallow and that the deepest water in that vicinity was less than four feet. This caused some snick- ering in Reno. Still there was no come-back. The news- papers never learned of the deception. The correspond- ent had been canny enough in sending the story to keep the local correspondents of all other out-of-town news- papers thoroughly informed. They had sent out prac- tically the same story, and therefore did not give the snap away. In the early days of the Rawhide boom a rumor reached the camp that Death Valley " Scotty," the illustrious per- sonage who had been press-agented from one end of the land to the other as the owner of a secret Golconda, was about to start a stampede into some new diggings. The news bureau decided to kill off opposition. Newspapers of the land were queried as follows : " Scotty's lair discovered in Death Valley. It is a cache containing a number of empty Wells-Fargo money-chests. Scotty has apparently been looting the loot of old-time stage robbers. How many words .'' " The newspapers just ate this one up. Column upon column was telegraphed from Nevada. The source of Scotty's wealth being cleared up to the satisfaction of 232 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY readers of the " yellow," Scotty's value as a mine pro- moter became seriously impaired. When I chided the Reno correspondent for sending out the fake story regarding the robbery of Rawhide Coali- tion's mine manager, I recall that he argued he had made a blunder in one direction only. He said he should have seen to it that the mine manager was actually robbed! That, he said, would have eliminated the danger of a come- back. Year's ago in New York the public was startled by read- ing of an actress taking her bath in pure milk. A few weeks later newspaper readers were convulsed by stories of another star in the theatrical firmament performing ber morning ablutions in a tub of champagne. " If you don't believe it," said the lady press-agent to a lady newspaper reporter who was sent to cover the story, " I will give you a chance to see the lady in the act." This was done and, of course, the newspapers were con- vinced that it was no idle press-agent's dream. Of course, neither of these women had been in the habit of bathing in milk or in champagne. A tub of milk costs less than $10 and a tub of champagne less than $200, but you could not have bought this kind of publicity for these performers at anything like such absurdly low fig- ures if you used the display advertising columns of the newspapers. Nor would the advertising have been nearly so effective. The absurd milk story scored a " knockout " with newspaper readers and earned a great fortune for the actress. PUBIJCITY VIA ELINOB, GLYN AT this early stage in Rawhide's history the reign- ing literary sensation of two continents was " Three Weeks." Nothing, reasoned the correspondents, would MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY attract more attention to the camp than having Mrs. EUnor Glyn at Rawhide, particularly if she would con- duct herself while there in a manner that might challenge the criticism of church members. Sam Newhouse, the multimillionaire mining operator of Utah, famous on two continents as a charming host, es- pecially when celebrities are his guests, was stopping at the Fairmount Hotel in San Francisco. Mrs. Glyn was in San Francisco at the same time. Mr. Newhouse and Ray Baker, a Reno Beau Brummel, clubman, chum of M. H. De Young, owner and editor of the San Francisco Chronicle, and scion of a house that represents the aris- tocracy of Nevada, were showing Coast hospitality to the distinguished authoress. A message was sent to Mr. Baker reading substantially as follows : " Please suggest to Mr. Newhouse and Mrs. Glyn the advisability of visiting Rawhide. The lady can get much local color for a new book. If you bag the game, you will be a hero." Ray was on to his job. Within three days Mrs. Glyn, under escort of Messrs. Newhouse and Baker, arrived in Rawhide after a thirty-eight-hour journey by railroad and auto from San Francisco. The party having arrived in camp at dusk, it was sug- gested that they go to a gambling-house and see a real game of stud poker as played on the desert. They entered a room. Six players were seated around a table. The men were coatless and grimy. Their un- shaven mugs, rough as nutmeg-graters, were twisted into strange grimaces. AU of them appeared the worse for liquor. Before each man was piled a mound of ivory chips of various hues, and alongside rested a six-shooter. From the rear trousers' pocket of every player another gun protruded. Each man wore a belt filled with cart- 234 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY ridges. Although an impromptu sort of game, it was well staged. A man with bloodshot eyes shuffled and riifled the cards. Then he dealt a hand to each. " Bet you $10,000," loudly declared the first player. "Call that and go you $15,000 better," shouted the second as he pushed a stack of yellows toward the center. " Raise you ! " cried two others, almost in unison. Before the jack-pot was played out $300,000 (in chips) had found its way to the center of the table and four men were standing up in their seats in a frenzy of bravado with the muzzles of their guns viciously pointed at one another. There was enough of the lurking devil in the eyes of the belligerents to give the onlookers a nervous shiver. When the gun-play started, Mrs. Glyn and Messrs. Newhouse and Baker took to the " tall and uncut." As the door closed and the vanishing forms of the visit- ors could be seen disappearing around the opposite street corner, all of the men in the room pointed their guns heavenward and shot at the ceiling, which was of canvas. The sharp report of the revolver-shots rang through the air. This was followed by hollow groans, calculated to freeze the blood of the retreating party, and by a scrap- ing and scuffling sound that conveyed to the imagination a violent struggle between several persons. Fifteen minutes later two stretchers, carrying the "dead," were taken to the undertaker's shop. Mrs. Glyn and Mr. Newhouse, with drooped chins, stood by and witnessed the dismal spectacle. Of course, the " murder " of these two gamblers, during the progress of a card-game for sensationally high stakes and in the presence of the authoress of " Three Weeks," made fine front-page newspaper copy. Rawhide sug- MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 235 gested itself in every paragraph of the stories as a min- ing-center that was large enough to attract the attention of a multimillionaire mine magnate of the caliber of Sam Newhouse and of an authoress of such world-wide repute as Elinor Glyn. The camp got yards of free publicity that was calculated to convince the public it was no flash in the pan, which was exactly what was wanted. The next night Elinor Glyn, having recovered from the shock of the exciting poker-game, was escorted through Stingaree Gulch. The lane was lined on both sides with dance-halls and brothels for a distance of two thousand feet. Mrs. Glyn " sight-saw " all of these. Rawhide scribes saw a chance here for some fine writ- ing: The wasted cheeks and wasted forms of frail humanity, as seen last night in the jaundiced light that was reflected by the crimson-shaded lamps and curtains of Stingaree Gulch, visibly aifected the gifted English authoress. They carried to Mrs. Glyn an affirmative answer to the question, so often propounded recently, whether it is against public morality to make a heroine in " Three Weeks " of a pleasure-palled vic- tim of the upper set. It was made plain to M!rs. Glyn that her heroine differed from the Stingaree Gulch kind only in that her cheeks were less faded than her character. That's the kind of Laura Jean Libby comment on Mrs. Glyn's tour of Stingaree Gulch that one of the Rawhide correspondents wired to a " yellow," with a view to pleas- ing the editor and to insuring positive acceptance of his copy. Later in the night a fire-alarm was rung in. The lo- cal fire-department responded in Wild-Western fashion. The conflagration, which was started for Mrs. Glyn's sole benefit, advanced with the rapidity of a tidal wave. 236 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY It brought to the scene a mixed throng of the riffraff of the camp. The tumult of voices rose loud and clear. The fire embraced all of the deserted shacks and waste lumber at the foothills of one of the mines. The liberal use of kerosene and a favoring wind caused a fierce blaze. It spouted showers of sparks into the darkness and gleamed like a beacon to desert wayfarers. The fierce yells of the firemen rang far and wide. Of a sudden a wild-haired individual thrust himself out of the crowd and sprang through the door of a blazing shack. He disappeared within the flames. Three feet past the door was a secret passage leading to shelter in the tunnel of an adjoining mine. Mrs. Glyn, of course, did not know this. She acclaimed the act as one of daring heroism. Water in the camp was scarce, so there was a resort to barreled beer and dynamite. Soon the flames of the devouring fire were extinguished. Again the newspapers throughout the land contained stories, which were tele- graphed from the spot, regarding the remarkable experi- ences of the much-discussed authoress of " Three Weeks " in the new, great, gold camp of Rawhide. The press agent was in his glory. " AL " millee's siege . ELINOR GLYN'S experiences in Rawhide werety no means the most interesting that newspaper readers of the United States were privileged to read during the course of the press-agenting of the camp. " Al " Miller was one of the first experienced mining operators to get into Rawhide. He landed in camp in the early part of 1907. After a thorough inspection of the mine showings throughout the district, he hit upon the Hooligan IliU section of the Rawhide Coalition prop- erty as a likely-looking spot to develop pay ore. Mr. MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 237 Miller had been mining for a great many years and had been identified with some important mining projects in Colorado. When he applied for a lease on that section of the Coalition property embracing a good part of Hooli- gan Hill it was granted to him without parley. Mr. Miller financed his project right in the camp of Rawhide. He interested five other mining men. A syndi- cate was formed. Each of these six took an equal inter- est. All agreed to subscribe to a treasury fund to meet the expense of development. A shaft was started on a very rich stringer of gold ore. When it had reached a depth of about 40 feet the Miller lease was regarded as one of the big " comers " of the camp. In fact, a good grade of ore was exposed on all sides and in the bottom of a 4^^x74 foot shaft. Specimens assayed as high as $2,000 a ton. At this stage of the enterprise an operating company was formed. Those who had formed the original syndi- cate divided the ownership stock among themselves. Mr. Miller was given full charge and allowed a salary for his services. Day after day you could see him on the job, sharpening steel, turning a windlass to hoist the muck from the bottom of the shaft after each round of shots had been fired, and making a full hand as mine-manager, blacksmith, mucker and shift-boss. One day I was sitting in my office at Reno when I re- ceived a telephone message that there was a big fight on over the control of the Miller lease. Mr. Miller and a big Swede who was working for him had barricaded them- selves at the mine. They threatened death to any one who approached. We had, for a day or two, been hun- gering and thirsting for some live news of the camp. My journalistic instinct got busy. I queried our Raw- hide correspondent. He advised that the situation 238 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY really looked serious and that a genuine scrap threat- ened. Mr. Miller had installed a good-sized arsenal at the mine and laid in about three days' provisions. He declared that he was prepared to hold out for an in- definite period. I wired our correspondent at Rawhide instructions to file a story up to 1,000 or 1,500 words. Naturally ex- citement ran high in the camp. Soon hundreds of people gathered at points of vantage along the crest of Hooli- gan Hill and surrounding uplifts. Every one was ex- pectantly awaiting interesting developments. To the casual onlooker it seemed as though possibly a score or more who stood ready to storm the mine might become involved. In fact, no one could tell how soon hostilities would break loose. Using the telegrams I had received from camp, one of my men dictated a story containing the facts and sent it over to the Reno correspondent of the Associated Press. It was put on the wire without a moment's hesita- tion. Mr. Miller had formed a rampart about the collar of the shaft. Sacked ore was piled up to a height of about five feet. The gold-laden stuff surrounded the shaft on all sides but one, the exception being to the northwest. There Hooligan Hill slanted upward at an angle of less than twenty degrees from vertical. It was from this ap- proach that Mr, Miller was forced to guard constantly against attack. He found it necessary, according to our dispatches, to keep a constant vigil in order to preclude the possibility of a surprise. He and his Swede com- panion alternated in keeping the lookout. Occasionally the fitful soughing of the gasoline engine exhausts from the mining plants on Balloon Hill and Grutt Hill were interspersed by the sharp report of a six-shooter as the MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 239 besieged parties either actually or mythically observed a threatened approach of the enemy. Although the principals cast in this little mimic war were limited to perhaps less than a score, every incident or detail was provided to make up a very threatening and keenly interesting situation, with several lives hang- ing in the balance. There is no doubt that Mr. Miller at least, and perhaps his Swede companion, would have re- sisted any attempt to take " Fort Miller," as we styled it, even to sacrificing his life, for he was known as a man of action who had been in numerous critical situations without showing the slightest exercise of the primal in- stinct. The fact that Rawhide was saved from an episode that might have measured up to the tragic importance of a pitched battle and caused the loss of a number of lives was undoubtedly due to the patient willingness of Mr. MilUer's partners and their supporters to satisfy themselves with a siege and to starve out the two men in possession of the mine rather than undertake to rout them. The story went like wildfire and we were. besieged for others and for a follow-up on the original story. For three days we kept the yarn alive and the wires burdened with details of the siege and unsuccessful storming of Camp Miller, Hooligan Hill, Nevada. I venture to say that Mr. Hearst, with his well-known facility for serving up hot stuff to a sensation-loving following, never surpassed in this particular the stories that were scattered broadcast over the United States foundered upon this interesting episode in the mining development of Rawhide. The story promised to be good for at least a week when we were somewhat surprised to hear that Mr. Mil- ler had capitulated. It seems that in storing his fort 240 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUE, MONEY with provender he had supplied only one gallon of whisky and when this ran low, on the second or third day, he attempted, single-handed, a foraging expedition in search of a further supply of John Barleycorn. During his absence his Swede campanion hoisted a flag of truce, and when Miller returned to the scene of action he found his mine in the possession of his enemies, Charles O. Gates, son of John W. Gates, the noted stock-market plunger, visited Rawhide twice. He spent his time by day inspecting the numerous mine workings, of which there were not less than seventy-five in full blast. At night he was a frequent winner at the gaming-tables. His advent in Rawhide was telegraphed far and wide and contributed to excite the general interest. A young woman of dazzling beauty and fine presence was discovered in camp unchaperoned. She had been attracted to the scene by stories of fortunes made in a night. Under a grilling process of questioning by a few leading citizens she divulged the fact that she had run away from her home in Utah to seek single-handed her fortune on the desert. In roguish manner she expressed the opinion that if allowed to go her own way she would soon succeed in her mission. But she would not divulge the manner in which she proposed to operate. She con- fessed she had no money. There was a serene but settled expression of melancholy in her eyes that captivated everybody who saw her. Many roving adventurers of the better class in the dis- trict who had listened to the call of the wild yet would have felt as much at home in the salon of a Fifth Avenue millionaire as in the boom-camp, pronounced her beauty to be in a class by itself. There was no law in the camp which would warrant the girl's deportation, yet action ap- MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 241 peared warranted. Within a few moments $500 was subscribed as a purse to furnish the girl a passage out of camp and for a fresh start in life. The late Riley Gran- nan, race-track plunger, Nat. C. Goodwin, the noted player, and three others subscribed $100 each. She re- fused to accept the present. Next day she disappeared. There was a corking human interest story here. News- papers far and wide published the tale. Two years later this girl's photograph was sent without her knowledge to the judges of a famous beauty contest in a Far West- ern State. The judges were on the point of voting her the prize without question when investigation of her an- tecedents revealed her Rawhide escapade. The award was given to another. When the camp was four months old and water still commanded from $3 to $4) a barrel, the standard price for a bath being $5, a banquet costing $50 a plate was served to one hundred soldiers of fortune who had been drawn to the spot from nearly every clime. The ban- queters to a man played a good knife and fork. The spirit of camaraderie permeated the feast. There was much libation, much postprandial speechifying, much un- bridled joyousness. Bon mots flew from lip to lip. Song and jest were exchanged. The air rang with hilarity. Nat. C. Goodwin warmed up to a witty, odd, racy vein of across-the-table conversation. Then he made a felici- tous speech. Others followed him in similar vein. Lux- uriant and unrestrained imagination and slashiness of wit marked most of the talks. The festivities ended in a revel. The correspondents burned up the wires on the sub- ject of that banquet. In the memory of the most an' cient prospector no scene like this had ever been enacted in a desert mining camp when it was so young and at a MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY time when the country was just emerging from a panic that seemed for a while to warp its whole financial fabric. , THE FUNEUAL OBATION FOE EILEY GEANNAN IN April, 1908, Riley Grannan, the noted race- track plunger, died of pneumonia in Rawhide, where he was conducting a gambling house. He was ill only a few days and his life went out like the snuff of a candle. When all the gold in Rawhide's towering hills shall have been reduced to bullion and not even a post is left to guide the desert-wayfarer to the spot where was witnessed the greatest stampede in Western mining history, pos- terity wiU remember Rawhide for the funeral oration that was pronounced over the bier of Mr. Grannan by H. W. Knickerbocker, wearer of the cloth and mine-promoter. The oration delivered by Mr. Knickerbocker on this oc- casion was a remarkable example of sustained eloquence. Pouring out utterances of exquisite thought and brilliant language in utter disregard of the length of his sentences and without using so much as a pencil memorandum, Mr. Knickerbocker with a delicacy of expression pure as poetry urged upon his auditors that the deceased " dead game sport " had not lived his life in vain. Soon the crowd, who listened with rapt attention, was in the melt- ing mood. As Mr. Knickerbocker progressed with his discourse his periods were punctuated with convulsive bursts of sorrow. Rawhide correspondents reorganized the full value of the occasion from the press-agent's standpoint. Mr. Grannan had been a world-famous plunger on the turf, and the correspondents burned the midnight oil in an effort to do their subject justice. Some other lights and shadows of Rawhide press-agent- ing are contained in the following dispatch, which ap- MY ADVENTXJKES WITH YOUR MONEY peared in a San Francisco newspaper in the early period of the boom : GoLDFiELD, February 19. — W. H. Scott of the Goldfield brokerage house of Scott & Amann, who returned from Raw- hide this morning, expresses the opinion that within a year that camp will be the largest gold-producer in the State. " When a man is broke in Rawhide/' said Mr. Scott, " he can always eat. All he has to do is to go to some lease and pan out breakfast money. There is rich ore on every dump, and every man is made welcome." H. W. Knickerbocker sent this one to a Reno news- paper : Gold, Gold, Gold ! The wise men of old sought an alchemy whereby they could transmute the base metals into gold. It was a fruitless quest then; it is a needless quest now. Raw- hide has been discovered ! No flowers bloom upon her rock- ribbed bosom. No dimpling streams kiss her soil into ver- dure, to flash in laminated silver 'neath the sunbeam's touch. No flowers nor food, no beauty nor utility on the surface; but from her desert-covered heart Rawhide is pouring a stream of yellow gold out upon the world which is translatable, not simply into food and houses and comfort, but also into pic- tures and poetry and music and all those things that minister in an objective way to the development of a full-orbed man- hood. Joseph S. Jordan, the well-known Nevada mining edi- tor, filed this dispatch to the newspapers of his string on the Coast: Right through what is now the main street of Rawhide, in the days of '49, the makers of California passed on their way to the new Eldorado. They had many hardships through 244 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY ■which to pass before reaching the gold, which was their lure, and thousands that went through the hills of Eawhide never reached their goal. They were massacred by the Indians^ or fell victims to the thirst and heat of the desert, and for many years the way across the plains was marked by the whitening bones of the pathfinders. And here all the while lay the treasures of Captain Kidd, the ransoms of crowns. Harry Hedrick, the veteran journalist of Far Western mining camps, sent his newspaper this : To stand on twenty different claims in one day, as I have done; to take the virgin rock from the ledge, to reduce it to pulp and then to watch a string of the saint-seducing dross encircle the pan; to peer over the shoulder of the assayer while he takes the precious button from the crucible — these are the convincing things about this newest and greatest of gold camps. It is not a novelty to have assays run into the thousands. In fact, it is commonplace. To report strikes •of a few hundred dollars to the ton seems like an anticlimax. There were scores of actual happenings in Rawhide that make it possible for me to say in reviewing the vig- orous publicity campaign which marked its first year's phenomenal growth, that ninety per cent, of the corre- spondence, including the special dispatches sent from the camp and from Reno, which was published in newspapers of the United States, was not only based on fact but was literally true in so far as any newspaper reporter can be depended upon accurately to describe events. Ask any- high-class newspaper owner or editor to ex- press his sentiments regarding the " faking " which formed about ten per cent, of the Rawhide press work described herein and he will tell you that such work is a reproach to journalism. Maybe it is, but we are living MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 245 in times when such work on the part of press-agents is the rule and not the exception. The publicity-agent who can successfully perform this way is generally able to com- mand an annual stipend as big as that of the President of the United States. There was nothing criminal about the performance in Rawhide, because there was no in- tentional misrepresentation regarding the character or quality of any mine in the Rawhide camp. Correspond- ents were repeatedly warned to be extremely careful not to overstep the bounds in this regard. Confessedly there are grades of " faking " which no press-agent would care to stoop to. Somewhere in De Quincey's " Confessions of an Opium Eater " he describes one of his pipe-dreams as perfect moonshine, and, like the sculptured imagery of the pendu- lous lamp in " Christabel," all carved from the carver's brain. Rawhide and Reno correspondents were guilty of very little work which De Quincey's description would ex- actly fit. There was a basis for nearly everything they wrote about, even the alleged discovery of Death Valley Scotty's secret storehouse of wealth, that story having been in circulation in Nevada, although not theretofore published, for upward of eighteen months. Unsubstan- tial, baseless, ungrounded fiction had been resorted to, it is true, during the Manhattan boom, in a single story about the madman in charge of the hoist on the Jumping Jack, but this was an exception to the rule and the story was harmless. AMONG THE " BIG FELLOWS " IF you don't think the character of the press-agent's work during the Rawhide boom was comparatively high class and harmless, dear reader, you really have another " think " coming. At a time when Goldfield Con- MG MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY solidated was wobbling in price on the New York Curb and the market needed support, just prior to the smash in the market price of the stock from $7 to around $3.50, the New York Times printed in a conspicuous position on its financial page a news story to the eifect that J. P. Mor- gan & Company were about to take over the control of that company. That's an example of a harmful " fake," the coarse kind that Wall Street occasionally uses to catch suckers. Here is another: Thompson, Towle & Company, members of the New York Stock Exchange, issue a weekly newspaper called the News Letter. Much of its space is given over to a review of the copper situation, at the mines and in the share markets, W. B. Thompson, head of the firm, he of Nipissing market manipulation fame, is interested to the extent of millions in Inspiration, Utah Copper, Ne- vada Consolidated, Mason Valley and other copper-min- ing companies. On January 25, 1911, when both the cop- per metal and copper share markets were sick, and both the price of the metal and the shares were on the eve of a decline, which temporarily ensued, the News Letter, in an article headed " Copper," said : Every outcrop in the country has been examined and it is not known where one can look for new properties. The readers of the News Letter were asked to believe that no more copper mines would be discovered in this country and that, because of this and other conditions which it mentioned, the supply of the metal must soon be exhausted and the price of the metal and of copper securi- ties must advance. The statement in the News Letter that every outcrop MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY Ml in the country has been examined and that it is not known where one can look for new properties — well, if the whole population of North America agreed in a body to accept the jt)b of prospecting the Rocky Mountains and Sierra Nevada Mountains alone they could hardly perform the job in a lifetime. The use of the automobile has undoubtedly been re- sponsible in the past few years for an impetus to the dis- covery of mines which is calculated to double the mineral product of this country in the next two decades, and who shall say what the flying-machine will accomplish in this regard? Further, new smelting processes and improved reduction facilities generally are daily reducing the cost of treatment of ores and are making commercially val- uable low-grade ore-bodies heretofore passed up as worth- less. The best opinion of mining men in this country is that our mineral resources have not yet been " skimmed " and that the mining ground of the Western country has not yet been well " scratched." Therefore, the statement made in a newspaper which is supposedly devoted to the interests of investors, that it need not be expected that more copper mines are go- ing to be discovered, is a snare calculated to trap the un- wary. The foregoing is an example of a very harmful but com- paratively crude fake, employed by some promoters in Wall Street of the multimillionaire class when their stocks need market support. Here is a specimen of the insidious brand of get-rich- quick fake. On March 7, 1911, the New York Sun printed in the second column of its front page the fol- lowing dispatch: Tacoma, Wash., March 6. — F. Augustus Heinze has struck 248 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY it rich again; this time it's a fortune in the Porcupine gold fields in Canada. Charles E. Herron, a Nome mining man, who has just re- turned from the new gold fields, is authority for the statement that Heinze is " inside the big money." He has bought the Foster group of claims, adjoining the celebrated Dome mine, from which it is estimated that $25,000,000 will be gleaned this' year and for the development of which a railroad is now under construction. The Porcupine gold field, according to Herron, is one of the wonders of the age. One prospector has stripped the vein for a distance of fifty feet and polished it in places, so that gold is visible all along. His trench is three feet deep and he asks $200,000 cash for it as it stands. A party of Alaskans offered the owner of this claim $50,000 a shot for all the ore that could be blown out with two sticks of dynamite, but he refused. Press-work like the foregoing is more than likely to separate the public wrongfully from its money. The item serves as an excellent example of one of " the impalpable and cunningly devised tricks that fool the wisest and which landed you " that I promised, at the be- ginning of " My Adventures with Your Money," to lay bare. I said in my foreword: Are you aware that in catering to your instinct to gamble, methods to get you to part with your money are so artfully and deftly applied by the highest powers that they deceive you completely? Could you imagine it to be a fact that in nearly all cases where you find you are ready to embark on a given speculation, ways and means that are almost scientific in their insidiousness have been used upon you? The New York Sun article says it is estimated that $25,000,000 will be gleaned this year from the Dome mine MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 249 in Porcupine. The truth is, no engineer has ever ap- praised the ore in sight in the entire mine, according to any statements yet issued, at anything like half of that amount gross, and the mine itself can not possibly pro- duce so much as $100,000 this year. A mill of 240 tons per diem capacity has been ordered by the management and it is expected will be in opera- tion by October first, but no sooner.'^ The ore, according to H. P. Davis's Porcupine Hand Book, an accepted authority, " has been stated to average from $10 to $12 a ton." The lowest estimated cost of mining and milling is $6. A fair estimate of profits would, therefore, be $5 per ton, not allowing for any expenses of mine-ex- ploration in other directions on the property or other in- cidental outlay, which will undoubtedly amount to $1 per ton on the production. The production of 240 tons of ore per day at $4 per ton net profit would mean net re- turns of $28,800 per month. If the mill runs through- out October, November and December of this the company will " glean " $86,400 during 1911, and not $25,000,000, as the New York Sun article suggests.^ How great an exaggeration the New York Sun's $25,- 000,000 estimate is may be gathered from the statement that to glean $25,000,000 in one year from any mine where the ore assays $11 on an average, and the cost of mining, milling and new development is $7, the gross value of the tonnage in the mine that is milled during the 1 The fire of July will delay installation until a later date. 2 In arriving at these figures I am more than fair. Recent esti- mates of the average value of the ores is $8, and I Isnow of some estimates By very competent mining men that are as low as $4. Some engineers say justification is lacking for even a $4 estimate. The Dome is by no means a proved commercial success as yet from the mine standpoint, although the possessor of much ore, because of the uncertain average values. 250 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY one year must be at least $53,571,000. Further, to re- duce such a quantity of that quality of ore to bullion in a single year would require the erection of mills of 17,260 tons per day capacity. As mentioned, the actual per diem capacity of the mill now under construction is 240 tons.^ Undoubtedly the Dome mining company flotation will soon be made and the public will be " allowed " to sub- scribe for the shares or buy them on the New York Curb at a figure agreeable to the promoters. This seems cer- tain, for otherwise why this raw press-work.? * The article says that a number of Alaskans offered money at the rate of $50,000 a shot for all the ore that could be blown out with two sticks of dynamite, but were refused. There never was a statement made by any wild-catter now behind prison bars in any literature I ever saw that could approach this one in flagrant mis- representation of facts. All the ore that could be dis- placed in one shot with two sticks of dynamite would not exceed four tons. In order to repay the investor it would be necessary, therefore, that this ore average bet- ter than $12,500 per ton. The New York Sun's story says that notwithstanding this offer the owner was willing to sell the whole property for $200,000. Imagine this: There are four tons of rock on the property worth $12,- 500 per ton, for a distance of 50 feet the gold shim- mers on the surface, and there are hundreds of thousands of tons of rock in the same kind of formation on the same property, but still the owner is willing to dispose of all 3 It has been destroyed by the July fire and must be replaced. i The foregoing comment on the Porcupine situation has been more than justified by developments after the date of this writing. The first battery of forty stamps in the first stamp mill was not in opera- tion till April, 1913, more than a year from the date of the predic- tion that $35,000,000 would be gleaned in 1911. MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 251 of it for $200,000! The statement is preposterous and outrageous. It is the kind described by De Quincey as " all carved from the carver's brain." THE REVERSE ENGLISH NOW, about the " reverse English " in this line of press-work. Similar ways and means, dear reader, that are just as scientific in their insidiousness have been used upon you to poison your mind against the value of mining investments of competing promoters, when it has been found to the interest of powerful men to bring this about. When the ofiices of B, H. Scheftels & Company, with which I was identified, were raided in seven cities by Special Agent Scarborough (since permitted to resign) of the De- partment of Justice of the United States Government, in September, 1910, two of the men who had been active in bringing about the raid assembled in the parlor of the Astor House the newspaper men assigned to cover the story by New York and Brooklyn newspapers. There they gave out the information that Ely Central, which I had advised the purchase of at from 50 cents per share up to $4 and down again, was actually under option to me and my associates in large blocks at 5 cents. As a matter of fact, the average price paid over for this option stock in real hard money by my people was in excess of 90 cents per share, without adding a penny to the cost for expenses of mining engineers, publicity or anything else. My people had also partly paid for a block bought at private sale at the rate of $3 a share, besides buying tens of thousands of shares in the open market at $4 and higher. The New York Times and the New York Sun, two newspapers which make capital of the rectitude of both their news and ad- 252 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY vertising columns, published this statement, along with forty others that were just as false, if not more so. So did the New York American and the other Hearst news- papers of the United States. The New York Times story related how I had person- ally cleaned up in fifteen months not less than $3,000,000 as the result of my market operations. As a matter of fact, I and my associates had impoverished ourselves try- ing to support the stock in the open market against the concerted attacks of rival promoters and other powerful interests on whose financial corns we had tread. Every well-informed person in Wall Street knows this. The New York Times stated that every man connected with B. H. Scheftels & Company had tried to obtain mem- bership on the New York Curb and that all of the requests were turned down. No application was ever made for membership because, first, the rules of the Curb forbade corporation memberships, and, second, the Scheftels com- pany already employed several members on regular salary and more than a dozen members on a commission basis. It was also stated that B. H. Scheftels & Company applied to the Boston Curb for membership and that their application was rejected. This was also a lie made out of whole cloth. In three months, the New York Times said, no less than 400,000 letters had been received in reply to circu- lars sent out by B. H. Scheftels & Company. This is an average of over 5,000 letters for each business day during the period of three months. The exaggeration here was about 6,000 per cent. All of the properties promoted by the Scheftels com- pany were stated in the New York Times article to be " practically worthless." This was utter rubbish and MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 253 so misleading that had I been accused of pocketpicking the effect could not have been more harmful. Rawhide Coalition had produced upward of $400,000 in gold bullion, had probably been " high graded " to the extent of nearly as much more, according to the judg- ment of well-posted men on the ground, and not less than five miles of underground development work had been done on the property. Development work and produc- tion had never ceased for a day. Besides, when the Raw- hide camp was still in its swaddling-clothes, I had orig- inally purchased the controlling interest for Nat. C. Goodwin & Company at a valuation of $700,000 for the mine. The control of Ely Central had been taken over by B. H. Scheftels & Company and paid for at a valuation well in excess of a million dollars for the property, and up- ward of $200,000 had been spent in mine development during the fourteen months of the Scheftels quasi-con- trol. Jumbo Extension was a famous producer of Gold- field. Subsequent to the raid one-twentieth of its acre- age was sold to the Goldfield Consolidated for $195,000. On July 15th of the current year the company disbursed to stockholders $95,000 in dividends, being 10 per cent, on the par of the issued capitalization. Bovard Consoli- dated, which was promoted at 10 cents a share as a specu- lation, had turned out to be a " lemon " after a period of active mine development, the values in the ore pinch- ing out at depth, but B. H. Scheftels & Company had im- mediately informed stockholders to this efi^ect. The New York Times stated that B. H. Scheftels & Company sold Ely Central stock to the amount of five or six millions in cash and made a profit of $3,000,000 on the transactions. The books of the Scheftels company 254> MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY show that the company not only made no money on the sale of Ely Central but actually lost vast sums. The New York Times said that it had been advertised that a carload of ore had been shipped from the Ely Cen- tral mine as a sample, but that the Government had not been able to find out to whom this carload of ore was con- signed. The truth was that the consignment had been made to the best-known smelter company in the United States, that the ore averaged seven per cent, copper, and that it could not have been shipped out of camp except over a single railroad which has the monopoly — an easy transaction to trace. B. H. Scheftels & Company were accused by the New York Times of clearing up nearly $600,000 in three months on the promotion of the South Quincy Copper Company. The facts were that, after receiving $30,000 in subscriptions and returning every subscription on de- mand because of the slump in metallic copper, the Schef- tels company abandoned the promotion and never even applied for listing of the stock in any market. A large sum was lost by the Scheftels company here. Even in stating the penalty for misuse of the mails, which was the crime charged by the Government agent who afterwards resigned as a consequence of conduct ob- jectionable to the Government, the New York Times stated that the punishment was five years in prison, which was more hop-skip-and-go-merry mistaking. The crime is a misdemeanor and the maximum penalty for an of- fense is eighteen months. I have counted not less than five hundred unfounded and misleading statements of this kind regarding myself and associates that have been made in the past year by newspapers and press associations. The shadow has been taken for the substance. MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 255 Now, the Scheftels raid, I shall prove in due time, was the culmination of as bitterly waged a campaign of mis- representation and financial brigandage as has ever been recorded. Chronologically an introduction of the sub- ject is out of place here. The effect, however, of the press-agenting which formed a part of the campaign of destruction is pertinent to the topic under consideration. The immediate result was that thousands of stockhold- ers in the various mining companies that had been spon- sored by the Scheftels company were robbed of an aggre- gate sum amounting into millions, which represented the ensuing decline in market value of the stocks. The newspaper campaign of misrepresentation and villification was essential to the plans and purposes of the men who sicked the Government on to me. The final destruction of public confidence in the securities with which I was identified became necessary to justify the whole proceeding in the public mind. On the surface of the play it was made to appear that the Government of the United States had reached out righteously for the suppression of a dangerous band of criminals. The story in the New York Times and other newspapers on the day after the raid was justification made to this end. The fact that tens of thousands of innocent stock- holders might lose their all, as a result of the foul use of powerful maladroit publicity-machinery, did not stop the conspirators for a moment. I had a youthful past and, therefore, the newspapers took little chance in publishing anything without investigation and proof that might be offered. And they went the limit, particularly those newspapers that are in the habit of permitting the use of their news columns from time to time to help along the publicity measures of powerful interests. 256 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY Contrasted with the comparatively harmless " faking " that characterized Rawhide's press-agenting, the raw work of the newspapers just described is as different as angel-cake from antimony. If you are not yet con- vinced, hearken to this : THE POWEE, OP THE PUBLIC PEINT TN the Saturday Evening Post of December 31, 1910, ■■■ there appeared an article headed, " Launching a Cor- poration. How the Pirates and Merchantmen of Com- merce Set Sail. By Edward Hungerford," from which I quote, without the omission or change of so much as a comma. Referring, in my opinion to Ely Central, proi- moted by myself and associates, Mr. Hungerford says : Here is a typical case — a mining property recently ex- ploited on the curb market, the shipyard of many of these pirate craft: a prospect located not far from one of the bo- nanza mines of the West was capitalized by a number of men who, after they had convinced themselves that it would not pay, dropped it and gave little thought to the company they had organized. One day they received through a lawyer an oifer of four thousand dollars for the even million shares of stock they had prepared to issue at a face value of five dollars a share. They were told that a wealthy young man was willing to take a four-thousand-dollar flier on the property, on the outside chance that it might develop ore. The deal was made. Soon after a well-known man was named as a part owner of the mine, which " promised " to enrich all those interested in it. That was not the first time that the marketable value of a name that is known had been used to exploit a corporation. Any man of standing has many such offers. The shares of stock that had been purchased for four cents each were peddled on the curb at fifty cents. Then they were advanced to sixty cents. Soon a " market " — so called — was MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 257 made and the stock found a ready sale. Point by point it was advanced until it actually was eagerly sought by investors, who were not only willing but eager to pay four dollars a share for it. Mr. Hungerf ord states in the foregoing : " This mine was capitalized by a number of men who dropped out after they convinced themselves that it would not pay." The statement is false if it refers to Ely Central, as I believe it does. The chief owners and organizers attempted to promote it through a New York Stock Ex- change house on the New York Curb at above $7 per share, or at a valuation of more than $8,000,000 for the mine, but the bankers' panic of 1907-8 intervened, and for that reason they quit. The stock sold in 1906 at above $7.50 a share on the New York Curb, two years before I became identified with it. Mr. Hungerford says that one day these men received through a lawyer AN OFFER OF $4,000 FOR A MIL- LION SHARES OF STOCK, and they sold. How cruelly false this statement is nobody can feel more than myself. The average price paid by my associates in hard money for the controlling interest in the 1,600,- 000 shares of capitalization, as already mentioned, was above 90 cents, or considerably more than one million dol- lars in all. An additional $600,000 or more was used to protect the market for the stock, making our cost, without adding a cent for promotion expenses, about $1.50 per share instead of four cents — more than $2,000,000 for the property and not $5,000. Line by line and word for word I could analyze the statement of Mr. Hungerford and show that 95 per cent, of it is false both in premise and deduction. But this would be only cumulative on the one point. My excuse for mentioning the item is to give a striking example of 258 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY the startling force and power which attaches to insidious newspaper publicity of the kind quoted from the New York Times. Mr. Hungerford "fell" for it, and in- nocently lent himself to the purposes of the men who sponsored the story by himself passing it on to the read- ers of the Saturday Evening Post. The purpose here has been to show the imposition on the American public which is being practiced every day in the news columns of daily newspapers and other publica- tions, but I have been able to convey to the reader only the barest kind of suggestion as to the depths to which this perception is practiced. Limitations of space pro-' hibit further encroachment, or I would fain extend my list of examples indefinitely. We hear much these days about the abuses of journal- ism. Much of the criticism is leveled at publishers who lend the use of their columns for " boosting " that is cal- culated to help their advertisers. But little attention is paid to that other evil namely, the use of the news columns for the purpose of destroying business rivals, political rivals and enemies generally of men who wield sufficient influence to employ the method. This ramification of the subject appeals to me as of at least as much consequence to citizens as is the one of inspired puffery. I believe the public is going to hear much more of this feature of newspaper abuse in the fu- ture than it has in the past. The community is waking up and is manifesting a desire to learn more about the heinous practice. EAWHIDE AGAIN TO return to Rawhide. As a result of the " scien- tific " press-agenting which the camp received, a frenzied stampede ensued. The rush was of such magni- MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 259 tude that it stands unparalleled in Western mining his- tory. Not less than 60,000 people journeyed across the desolate, wind-swept reaches of Nevada's mountainous desert during the excitement. Not less than 12,000 of these remained on the ground for a period of several months. Mining-camp records were broken. The maximum population of Goldfield during the height of its boom waa approximately 15,000, but it had taken more than three years and the discovery of the world's highest grade gold mine to attract this number of people. Cripple Creek for two years after its discovery was little more than a hamlet. Leadville during its first year was hardly heard of. The scenes enacted in Rawhide when the boom was at its height beggar description. Real estate advanced in value in half a year in as great degree as Goldfield's did in three years. Corner lots on the Main Street sold as high as $17,000. Ground rent for plots 25x100 feet commanded $300 a month. During the day as well as at night the gaming-tables of the pleasure-palaces were banked with players, and the adventuresome were com- pelled literally to fight their way through the serried ranks of onlookers to take a hand in the play. The miners were flush. Many assay offices, accessories of " high-graders," were turning out bullion from extraor- dinarily rich ore easily hypothecated by a certain ele- ment among the men working underground. The opening of " Tex " Rickard's gambling-resort in Rawhide was celebrated by an orgy that cut a new notch for functions of this kind in Southern Nevada. The bar receipts aggregated over $2,000. The games were re- ported to have won for Mr. Rickard $26,000 on the first day. Champagne was the common beverage. Day was 260 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY merged into night and night into day. Rouged courtesans of Stingaree Gulch provided the dash of femininity that was a prerequisite to the success of the grand bal masque that concluded the festivities. For the nonce social cast was utterly obliterated. Months afterward, when flames wiped out the commercial section of the town, the lead- ing dance-hall of the camp, situated a stone's throw from " Tex " Rickard's saloon, at the foot of Stingaree Gulch, was preempted without the slightest hesitation and promptly converted into headquarters for the distribu- tion of relief supplies. On the densely crowded streets fashionably tailored Easterners, digging-booted prospectors, grimy miners, hustling brokers, promoters, mine operators and mer- cantile men, with here and there a scattering of " tin horns," jostled one another and formed an ever shifting kaleidoscopic maelstrom of humanity. In the environing hills could be heard the creak of the windlass, the clank of the chain, and the buzz and chug of the gasoline hoist, punctuated at frequent intervals by sharp detonations of exploding dynamite. Outgoing ore-laden freighters, hauled by ten-span mule teams, made almost impassable the rods connecting the camp with near-by points of ingress. Coming from the opposite direction, heavily laden wagons carrying lumber and supplies, and automobiles crowded to the guards with human freight, blocked the roadways. Rawhide's publicity campaign from a press-agent's standpoint was a howling success. From the standpoint of the promoter, however, results were mixed. Nat. C. Goodwin & Company were enabled to make more than a financial stand-ofF of their promotion of the Rawhide Coalition Mines Company, but they did not profit to the extent they might have, had the times been propitious. MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 261 I was not long in discovering that my first deductions, made at the inception of the Rawhide boom, namely, that the country was in no financial mood to consider favor- ably the claims to recognition of a new mining camp, were right, and that it would have been better had the birth of Rawhide been delayed for a period or until the country could catch its financial breath again. Crowds came to Rawhide, but few with money. Flattering as was the ex- tent of the inrush, it was easy to see that if the publicity campaign had been suppressed for a while, the re- sult in harvest would have been immeasurably greater. Had financial conditions been right, the effort to give the camp " scientific " publicity would undoubtedly have been crowded with results for " the inside " of a character that would have meant much larger sums of money in the bank. Nat. C. Goodwin & Company recognized, too, that they had been working at a great disadvantage by attempting to finance a great mining enterprise at so great a dis- tance from Eastern financial centers as Reno. We were hardly a match for the Eastern promoter who, because of the handy location of his offices, was enabled to keep in close pergonal contact with his following. The usual happening in mining took place at Raw- hide. The extraordinary rich surface deposits opened up into vast bodies of medium and low-grade ore at depth. Rawhide's one requirement appeared to be a railroad, and a milling plant of 500 or 600 tons a day capacity. It was decided that I should come East and attempt to finance the company for deep mine development, mill and railroad construction, and also to go through with the deal made with the vendors of the controlling interest. The time period for payments had been extended for Nat. C. Goodwin & Company, and the option to purchase 262 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY was now valued by the Goodwin company at a fortune. In New York, over the signature of Nat. C. Goodwin the firm for a while, under my direction, conducted a dis- play advertisement newspaper campaign in favor of the issue, which was now listed on the New York Curb. Hay- den, Stone & Company, bankers, of Boston and New York, who have since successfully financed the Ray Consolidated and Chino copper companies, undertook to send their en- gineer to Rawhide to make an examination of the prop- erty with a view to financing the company for railroad and milling equipment amounting to upward of a million dollars. Under the impetus of this news and the Nat. C. Goodwin advertising campaign the market price of the shares shot up to $1.4!6, or a valuation in excess of four million dollars for the property. A few weeks later a sharp market break occurred. Some one got the news before Nat. C. Goodwin & Com- pany did that the million-dollar financing proposition had been acted upon adversely by the engineer. The com- pany had done no systematic underground development work. An enormous amount of work had been done, but it was accomplished under the leasing system. The leasers, who, because of lack of milling facilities, were unable to dispose of a profit of ore that assayed less than $40 per ton, had bent all of their efi^orts toward bringing to the surface high-grade shipping ore and had made no efi'ort at all to block out and put into sight the known great tonnages of medium and low-grade. Engineers take nothing for granted and this one reported that the proposition of spending a million dollars should be turned down because a commensurate toimage had not been blocked out and put in sight. To this day the camp has struggled along without adequate milling facilities, but has been practically self- MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 263 sustaining. From a physical standpoint the mines to-day are conceded to be of great promise. The company is honestly and efficiently managed. The president, from the day of incorporation to this hour, has been E. W. King, formerly president of the Montana Society of Min- ing Engineers, a director of a number of Montana banks, and recognized as one of the ablest gold-mine managers of the West. M. Scheeline, president of the Scheeline Banking & Trust Company of Reno, who ranks as the oldest and most conservative banker in the State of Ne- vada, has been treasurer from the outset. The history of Rawhide is still in the making and its final chapter has not yet been written by any manner of means. Nor is it within the pale of possibility that such latent productive potentialities as have been established at Rawhide can long remain in great part dormant. In Wall Street Nat. C. Goodwin & Company's deal with the venders of the control of Rawhide Coalition was later financed to a successful finish. It was done by ap- pealing to the speculative instinct of that class of in- vestors who habitually gamble in mining shares. The ef- fort to finance the mining company itself, to a point where it might take rank with the great dividend-paying gold mines of the West, was not so successful. CHAPTER IX The Wall Steeet Game A MAN who thinks he knows what happened to me in Wall Street, and why it happened, suggests that the New York section of " My Adventures With Your Money " be prefaced with the following : This is the story of an energetiC;, self-confident, aggressive, optimistic, enthusiastic, nervy, fearless, imprudent, micompro- mising, presumptuous fool. Maybe he was worthy of a following in that he would cast his own fortunes with those whom he asked to follow him, but withal he was a dangerous leader because he could not see the rents in his own armor and lacked caution, prudence and dis- cretion. He could see a goal ahead and would lead the rush, but always failed to take into his reckoning one circumstance in his youth that left a blot on his escutcheon and placed in the hands of unfair opponents an envenomed weapon ready for use. He failed to see the necessity of making friends of his competitors and of placating his critics as he progressed. Indeed, he reckoned these elements not at all. He made many enemies and few allies. He never compromised. Naturally, he met with disastrous defeat for himself and the loyal ones who placed their faith in him. I disagree. I was not a fool. I refused to be a knave, and I am not sorry. I have in mind a man of parts who as a stockholder has been doing the dirty work of un- scrupulous multimillionaire Wall Street mining promoters for years. Dishonest in his expressed opinions and a sycophant in his every action, the interest of the Wall 264 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 265 Street man of power is always his as against that of the unprotected investor. I look upon this man as a vile person. I could not do as he does if my very existence depended upon such conduct. I would rather be out of business and broke for the rest of my life than be he. For me to serve the base purposes of high-class crooks just because they have money and power, would be for me to barter away my soul and lose my peace of mind. I would not sell either for all the money in the world. Honesty is the best policy. The type of man I have described can not thrive for long. He must evidently suffer total eclipse. The business of this world is founded and builded upon individual integrity. The business man who allows himself to be used to carry out the base pur- poses of men in high places forfeits the respect of those whom he serves, is forever afterwards mistrusted by them, and loses caste in the very set he tries to gain favor with. I charge that powerful, dishonest interests on Wall Street found it necessary for selfish reasons that I be put out of business. I declare that they bided their time until newspaper clamor against so-called Get-Rich-Quick pro- moters had been fostered, aroused and stimulated to a point where citizens became imbued with the idea that all promoters who use the advertising columns of newspapers' are crooks. And I aver that when the Government used upon me and my associates its rare power of seizure, search and confiscation, it was with no evidence that any Government statute had been violated. In this and the concluding chapter of " My Adventures with Your Money " I state the facts which I believe prove these statements to the last syllable. 266 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY GOOD BIG FISH VS. BAD LITTLE FISH ASK the casual newspaper reader to define ofFhand the compound adjective 'Get-Rich-Quick and he will tell you it is applied solely to professional promoters who employ flamboyant advertising methods, promise great speculative profits, use other devices which are calculated to separate the public from its money, and are in every instance dishonest. That is the idea which powerful " in- terests " have inculcated in the public mind by subtle, in- sistent press-agenting. Time and again during the progress of " My Adven- tures with Your Money " I have endeavored to show that the really dangerous Get-Rich-Quick forces are the men in high places who, by the artful and insidious use of the news columns of " friendly " publications and others which copy from them, divorce the public from millions upon millions. I said in my foreword the following: The more dangerous malefactors are the men in high places who take a good property, overcapitalize it, appraise its value at many times what it is worth, use artful methods to beguile the thinking public into believing the stock is worth par or more, and foist it on investors at a figure which robs them of great sums of money. There are more than a million victims of this practice in the United States. No man has right to assume that a promoter who sells stock by means of display advertising in the news- papers is per se a Get-Rich-Quick operator. There are honest professional promoters of the display advertis- ing variety and there are dishonest ones, just as there are honest promoters of the multimillionaire kind and dis- honest ones. MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 267 The on-the-level, trumpet-tongned mining promoter, who believes in newspaper advertising and successfully finances companies by appealing uproariously to the spec- ulative investing public, performs an actual service and is entitled to a place among honorable men. Indeed, he is the hero of the prospector and " poor " mine owner of the West. He alone stands between these men and grasp- ing monopoly. Mine men, stockholders, and financiers the country over understand this, although the Eastern newspaper-reading public has been taught to believe that this type of pro- moter must be a Get-Rich-Quick operator. A broker in Wall Street who speculates in the securities of the New York Stock Exchange for his own account is considered unsafe. E, H. Gary, Chairman of the Execu- tive Board of the Steel Trust, stated under oath at Wash- ington in June that J. P. Morgan never speculates. Ask the average member of the New York Stock Exchange what chances the stock-gambler has. If he is frank, he will shrug his shoulders and reply something like this: " If the game could be beaten, do you think I would be a broker? Wouldn't I be a player? " The aggregate market value of seats on the New York Stock Exchange is nearly $100,000,000. It costs more than a hundred million dollars more every year to gather and transact through offices and branch offices the specula- tive business which forms the bulk of the transactions of the members. The " kitty," or " rake-off^," is enormous. Who pays it? You hear of the stockbroker going to Europe in his yacht every Summer. How many of his trading customers travel that way? Who pays the freight? Can a game be beaten where so many multimillionaires are created among those who 268 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY are on the " inside " and where so large a percentage of the speculator's money must come out every year to pay the enormous cost of maintaining a vast system of stock- brokerage offices, stock exchanges, telegraph and tele- phone wires, newspapers, publicity bureaus, yachts, Fifth Avenue palaces, huge contributions to national and State political campaigns, etc.? You hear a hue and a cry against bucketshops. There is no Federal embargo against bucketshopping. Yet somehow or other the machinery of the Government's De- partment of Justice is used to crush out this sort of gambling institution. Now, what is the difference in principle between gambling on margin on fluctuations of stocks in a bucketshop and doing the same through a New York Stock Exchange house? This is the unimportant diff^erence: The bucketshop-keeper takes the other end of the play, pays you out of his pocket when the market goes your way and keeps your money when it goes against you. He never delivers any stocks. The New York Stock Exchange member is expected to buy your stocks for you and carry them — some of them do and most of them don't, as is shown farther on — but in this case also no stocks are delivered to you. The transaction is the same in principle as the one in the bucketshop, so far as the gambling feature is con- cerned. The only real diff^erence is that when you gamble on market fluctuations through the bucketshops no con- tribution is made to the New York Stock Exchange " kitty." MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 269 EIGHTEOUS WALL STREET AND THE " SUCKEU " PUBLIC THE New York Stock Exchange member will tell you that the evil of bucketshopping is that the bucket- shopper is tempted when the public is long on stocks to depress the market by heavy short sales. On the other hand, the bucketshopper urges upon you that his busi- ness is gambling against fluctuations which he has no hand in making and that the financial powers of Wall Street resort to the same trick that he is occasionally accused of. The " interests " know at every hour in the day approxi- mately how many shares of stocks have been borrowed for delivery against " short " sales or are being carried on margin for the long account. They know what the public's short interest or long interest is, and they, too, have it in their power to shake out the public at any moment they choose. Worse, it is common knowledge that this practice is continually resorted to. Stocks are put up and held up on bad news and marked down and held down on good news or no news at all. News is with- held and is manufactured to suit occasions. For years the market has been thimble-rigged to a frazzle. Mar- gin-trading " suckers " have been milked to a finish. George E. Crater, Jr., writes : Margin trading on the New York Stock Exchange is the most dangerous and destructive form of gambling known, be- cause, being " legal " and therefore " respectable," it allures hundreds of thousands of people who would never think of risking their money at " faro," " rouge-et-noir," " roulette," or any of the other games of chance. Statistics show that more people are ruined physically, morally and financially by stock gambling than by all the other forms of ordinary gam- bling combined. Monte Carlo is a Christian philanthropy compared with " Wall Street." You have quite as good, if 270 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY not a better chance to win a fortune at Monte Carlo than you have by putting up " margins " against Stock Exchange bull- ing and bearing, and if you ruin yourself at Monte Carlo the proprietor will at least refund enough of your money to pay your way home. The man who " goes broke " on " margins " finds no relief at his service on the Stock Exchange or among the brokers. There would not be so many millionaires in this country if there were not so many fools ready to throw their money away on margins. A howl of condemnation is raised against horse-racing. Newspapers, periodicals, politicians, enthusiasts, crusad- ers, and charlatans in every walk of life, are encouraged to make a big noise. Horse-racing, like bucketshopping, is an avenue for speculation — gambling — and it keeps much money out of Wall Street. Fakirs, who are the tools of Wall Street, collect from Wall Street for their services and at the same time make moral or political capital of their zealousness in crusading against such Wall Street gambling competition. The small fry mining promoter, who is not a member of the Stock Exchange, pays no toll to the big game, is beyond the discipline and control of the governing body of the New York Stock Exchange and is not a part of the machinery, sets up a competitive business which caters to the gambling instinct in the way of fluctuating mining stocks. The speculating public gets action, likes it, and invests money that might have been used in margin-trad- ing on the New York Stock Exchange or for " invest- ment " in the constantly fluctuating low-priced industrials or higher-priced mining stocks that are sponsored by big interests with New York Stock Exchange affiliations. Promptly the machinery of Wall Street is used to crush him. Column upon column is pi'inted in the magazines and newspapers about Get-Rich-Quicks. A conviction MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 271 for crime is obtained of a real Get-Rich-Quick offender — a little fellow who is guilty, but no more so than his " licensed " brother higher up, who is doing infinitely greater damage. The one that a coterie of high-class Wall Street thimbleriggers are really " after," because he thwarted them in their swindling operations by expos- ing them in his newspaper, but against whom they can not make a case, has a skeleton in his closet. They bring it forth, dangle it in the air, make the public think he, too, must be a scoundrel, and he is raided by a Govern- ment agent during the uproar ; and they " get away " with it. The " righteous " crusade against " Get-Rich- Quicks " is press-agented to the limit. The public " falls " for the " dope." At last the Government has acted to protect investors! Wouldn't it wilt you.? Were P. T. Barnum to be reincarnated and his hum- bugging mind by some miracle expanded a million times, it would still be impossible for him to conceive such a gigantic faking of the American public as it has been put to in the last few years. And the public isn't " on." Shrewd schemers on Wall Street keep pulling the wool over the eyes of the " sucker- public," and not only see no reason why they should dis- continue the practice but find it very lucrative to continue doing it. THE MARKETING 01" MINING STOCK AS a rule, it takes much money to make a paying mine out of a promising prospect. Later on in the mine's progress, through the constructive period, other very large sums are generally required to pay for the blocking out of an ore reserve and to supply milling facilities for the reduction of the ores. 272 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR. MONEY The peripatetic mining prospector of our Western min- ing empire — the dauntless finder of mines who laughs at hardship and ridicules the thought of danger, who makes companions of Gila monsters and the desert rattler, whose only relief from the everlasting silence of the un- trodden reaches of arid wastes is the sex-call of the coyote — has the choice of just two markets for the sale of his " find." He may either accept a comparatively small sum from the agent of a powerful mining syndicate for his prospect or he may receive a fair speculative price from the professional promoter. The great mine financiers of this country rarely com- pete with one another for the purchase of any mining property. This is particularly true if one of the others happens to be operating in the district where the small mine owner's property lies. As a rule, the original owner, whose entire fortune is perhaps tied up in the property, then finds himself in the position where he must either accept the first ofi'er, how- ever small, which is made to him by one of these dominant interests, or find that market closed to him. His alternative, as mentioned, is a sale to the independ- ent mine promoter of comparatively small means, who in- corporates a company to own and develop the property and finances the operation from start to finish by selling stock in the enterprise to the general public. The method of this class of professional promoter — the hope of the small mine owner — in marketing stock, usually involves the liberal use of the advertising columns of newspapers. He lacks " pull " or power sufiicient to get his stock and mine talked of favorably in financial literature of the day to a degree that will excite public interest, and so he must construct his own publicity forces. Advertising costs money and the public foots the toll. MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 273 But if the promoter is honest, this item of cost is not in itself an argument in favor of stock offerings of the multi- milHonaire mine capitalist who does not patronize the dis- play advertising columns of the newspapers. Nor does it establish a case against the wares of the promoter who does. The promotion expenses incurred by the advertis- ing promoter do not nearly approach in their to- tality the difference between cost price and the price at which the magnate promoter usually invites the public to participate in similar enterprises. For example: A few years ago a certain man bought a certain mine for $1,000,000 on time payments. He has been making a market for the stock of that mine on the New York Curb at an average of above $8 per share, or more than $8,000,000 for the property. His firm, members of the New York Stock Exchange, have been ad- vising people in their widely circulated market literature to buy the stock at this figure. And yet the property is without a reduction works, will need $2,500,000 to $3,- 000,000 in excess of money now in the company's treas- ury to erect one, which money must yet be raised some- where and somehow, and the producing era of the com- pany can not possibly begin for two years yet at the very earliest. I could cite many such instances. When Nat. C. Goodwin & Company of Reno purchased the control of Rawhide Coalition, during the exciting Rawhide camp boom early in 1908, the valuation agreed upon for the property was $700,000. This was con- siderably more than the original owners could obtain for it at that time from any big interest. It, too, needed milling facilities. As a matter of fact, but for the success of mine pro- moters of the Nat. C. Goodwin & Company and B. H. 274. MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY Scheftels & Company class, the, great Comstock lode, which produced over $600,000,000 in gold and silver bul- lion, would have likely remained undeveloped. The big public demand in the early 70's for Comstock mining shares of all descriptions was created by a series of flam- boyant flotations and aggressive stock-market campaigns. If the Con. Virginia mine had not opened up into a bon- anza ore-body at a depth of 1,4<00 feet, the frenzy of speculation in Comstock shares might have gone down in history as another South Sea bubble. The " brass-band " promoter, be it understood, is there- fore not without honor in the Far West. Deprive the mine prospector of the services of this style of enterprise projector, with his operating machinery, namely, facilities for appealing to the speculating-investing public, and you hit the small Western mine man a solar-plexus blow. Conversely, every obstacle placed in the way of the mine promoter of loud methods and moderate means is an added cause for rejoicing on the part of the WaU Street multi- millionaire mine capitalist. When B. H. Scheftels & Company, with whom I was identified, were raided by the United States Government in September, 1910, a wail went up from the Western mine operator to his Representative in Congress. The best sentiment of the Far West, as I was able to gather it, favored the idea that the last hope of the small Western mine owner had been shattered. During the short period of B. H. Scheftels & Company's activity in New York it raised directly nearly $2,000,000 for Western mining properties and indirectly influenced in that direction at least $10,000,000 more. The raid was a body-blow to the small Western mine owner who needs capital to develop his properties and has no affiliations with capitalists. Since the raid I do not MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUB MONEY 215 know of a mine owner of any of the great Far Western States who has successfully financed a mining proposition in the East except by delivering his property in its en- tirety into the hands of some big interest, which has taken it over for a sum insignificant by comparison with what the public may ultimately be expected to pay for it when the stock is finally marketed on the curbs and ex- changes. I BUCK THE WAIL STEEET GAME AFTER I had conducted the big camp publicity cam- paign of Rawhide, which I had done with a view to centering the attention of the American investing public on the speculative possibilities of the stock of the Raw- hide Coalition Mines Company, and in that way endeav- ored to finance the proposition — after I had failed by this method, in the teeth of the bankers' panic of 1907-8, to dispose of enough stock to finance the company for deep mine development, mill equipment and the payment to the original owners of the price for the control agreed upon, I came to New York, late in October, 1908, bent on trying to succeed in the encompassment of my original purpose both by direct appeal to the public through dis- play advertisements in the newspapers and by making a deal for part of the enterprise with the " big " fellows. I found Rawhide Coalition stock listed on the Curb, and the market quiescent. Public interest in the East had been aroused to some degree, but the market was not absorbing stock. An effort to induce leading stock brokers to mention the issue favorably in their market letters failed. Those who were willing to give the stock some publicity exacted either a " call " on stock at a low price or an out-and-out reduction below the market quo- tation for such stock as they disposed of. 276 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY Such concessions were not to be thought of. It was the intention of Nat. C. Goodwin & Company to support a rising market for Rawhide Coalition. My Goldfield ex- perience with mining-stock brokers convinced me that few might be expected to protect the shareholders' interest in such an enterprise. Commission mining-stock brokers of that period, who put their customers into a stock at, say, 30, were tempted to advise profit-taking when the price advanced to, say, 60, because by the operation they made another commission and often earned an additional, or third, commission by getting their customers out of the stock at a profit and into another one, levying a commis- sion on each transaction, Nat. C. Goodwin & Company decided to " try It on " direct with mining-stock speculators by appealing to them through the advertising columns of the newspapers, ask- ing them to purchase the stock on the New York Curb through their own brokers. Also, Hayden, Stone & Com- pany, the Boston and New York banking firm, were in- duced to agree to raise $1,000,000 for the company for railroad and mill purposes, if their engineer would re- port favorably. Provided with money with which to buy advertising space and furnished with stock certificates to supply the market, Nat. C. Goodwin & Company inaugurated an active campaign on the New York Curb. What happened will be found instructive to the reader in several particulars ; among them these : (1) The free-lance mining promoter does not always " get the money " when he succeeds in creating a buoy- ant market for his stock. (2) Some stock brokers of seemingly high standing would just as soon " skin " a mining promoter of this MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 277 order as they would an ordinary speculator. They play no favorites. (8) Be a mine promoter ever so honest, without New York Stock Exchange affiliations his motives are bound to be misconstrued if he makes an error. The " big " fellows will sick on to him the newspapers or newspaper men whom they control or influence. Dust will be thrown into the eyes of the public so they'll buy the big fellow's wares, principally for sale on the New York Stock Ex- change, and may forever be prejudiced against the little fellow's. The campaign in Rawhide Coalition made good prog- ress. It was early in November, 1908. For six weeks I had been supporting the market for the stock on the New York Curb for Nat. C. Goodwin & Company of Reno. My office was an apartment in a Fifth Avenue hotel; our brokers were members of the New York Stock Exchange. For a month we had used, every day, display advertise- ments in the financial columns of New York City daily newspapers, signed by Nat. C. Goodwin, to boom the stock. About 600,000 shares of the stock were in the hands of the public. The market, which was on the New York Curb, was " real." Speculative buying had carried the price from 40 cents up to $1 a share. Mine reports were rosy. Wide distribution of the stock was taking place. The public evinced deep interest. The Nat. C. Good- win advertisements set forth that $2 ought to look rea- sonable for the stock by Christmas day. There were rea- sons. Several very promising mines h|d been opened up. An engineer of high rank was examining the property. If his report should be favorable, a deal was practically 278 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY assured that would involve the expenditure of $1,000,000 for deep mine development, a railroad, and adequate mill- ing facilities. This, in turn, would mean early dividends for stockholders. Experienced, conservative mining men had expressed the opinion that the property bore the un- mistakable earmarks of a big producer. The stock became the feature of the Curb market. It easily occupied the center of the stage. Not less than 20 brokers could be counted in the crowd executing orders at almost any hour during the daily session. The fact that a New York Stock Exchange house was executing the supporting orders from the " inside " impressed the " talent." Public buying through other New York Stock Exchange houses further convinced Curb veterans that the stock was " the goods." Up went the price under the impulse of public buying. Curb brokers themselves caught the infection. By December 7th the price soared to $1.40 per share. This was an advance of 500 per cent, over the " low " for the stock of half a year prior. TKE " DOUBLE-CEOSSING " OF EAWHIDE COALITION AT the close of the day's business on December 7th, our brokers, a single firm, members of the New York Stock Exchange, reported the purchase of 17,100 shares in the open market at an average price of about $1.39, and the sale of 1,800 shares at a little above this average. For the first time in the campaign there appeared to be selling pressure. We had quit " long " 16,300 shares. The sum of $21,000 in cash was required to pay for the " long " stock. On December 8th, the day following, the same firm of brokers reported that they had purchased 17,800 shares at an average price of $1.37^, and the sale of 12,800 MY ADVENTXIRES WITH YOUR MONEY 279 shares at an average price of $1.40 — " long " on the day 5,000 shares. On December 9th our purchases through this firm ag- gregated 16,800 shares at an average price of $1.40, while our sales totalled only 6,400 shares at a slight ad- vance. Nat. C. Goodwin & Company were now " long " on the three days' transactions 30,700 shares and had been called upon to throw $43,000 behind the market to hold it. This was a comparatively small load to carry and did not alarm us. We considered the stock worth the money. We were curious, however, to learn the reason for the selling. Nat. C. Goodwin & Company had placed most of the outstanding stock direct from Reno with the investing public at from 25 cents to $1 per share, and early buyers were reaping a harvest. But this did not appear to be the explanation for all of the selling. Interest in the stock was now widespread. There was free public buy- ing and for every actual profit-taker there appeared to be a new purchaser. Apparently, somebody was selling the stock " short." Late that night a member of our brokerage firm which had been executing our supporting orders, called on me at my apartment. I inquired of him what protective orders he thought the stock would need the next morn- ing to guard against professional attack. He replied : " I think if you will give us a buying order for 5,000 shares at $1.35 there will be no difficulty." My understanding was that he wanted to handle the market for me the next morning and that he would, of course, give me quick notice if further supporting orders were needed. The order was given. It was a very ordinary precau- 280 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY tion, for there is hardly a stock on the list that would not be raided by professionals if supporting orders were not known to be in the market. As Saturday is only a short two hours' session, I really fell in with the idea. Retiring late that night, I left a call for 11 a. m. Next morning at about 10:45 I was awakened by my valet. He said Nat. C. Goodwin wanted me on the long distance. Mr. Goodwin was in Cincinnati, where he was playing a week's engagement. "Hello," said Mr. Goodwin. "Did they get you.? Shall I wire the Knickerbocker Trust Companj' to pay you $25,000 to support the market.'' Reported here they have you in a hole." "What's up.?" I inquired. " Why, brokers here say the stock broke to 60 cents on the Curb soon after the opening," he said. This was news to me. " I do not need more money," I answered. " I have been asleep. Our brokers have been on the job. I will see what is doing and let you know in a little while. Don't worry." And I rang off. I 'phoned our brokers and they reported that they had bought 5,000 shares of stock at $1.35 at the opening and had withdrawn support. " Too much stock was press- ing for sale," they said. " This is hell. You should not have permitted the mar- ket to break that way. Support the stock ! " I said. " Buy 7,600 shares at the market ! " In, a few moments this firm of brokers reported that they had rallied the market to $1.16. The recovery was only temporary, however. Another drive broke the stock to 60 cents. Our brokers had bought 7,000 shares at from $1 to MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 281 $1.16 and then stopped. The member of their firm who had been handling our orders throughout this campaign said the purchase of this fresh block of stock exhausted our cash balance on deposit with his firm. They had a number of drafts out for collection, attached to stocks sold to Western brokers, that had not yet been credited to us. There was also a big block of Coalition stock due us from them. This was the stock they had bought on our supporting orders. They refused, however, to con- Bider either the drafts or the stocks as a credit. We had cash on deposit and credit with a number of other brokers. I promptly telephoned several of them to buy large blocks of the stock at a limit of 95 cents. This was 35 points above the quotation that was given me. Not a single share was reported bought on these or- ders. I jumped into a taxi and rode to the office of the brokers who had been handling our orders. The situation was critical. I realized fully that a sharp break of this character in the market price of a stock that had been so widely exploited must prove shocking to investors. I feared that public confidence would be shattered completely. "This is an outrage!" I protested. "Buy 5,000 shares at 95!" I tendered five $l,000-bills as payment in advance. It was five minutes to twelve when I gave the order. At noon they reported that they had purchased 2,000 shares, for which I gave them the money. The market closed 95 bid for a " wagon load." On the face of things it appeared that the market had rallied from 60 to 95 on the purchase of 2,000 shares. This was another convincer that there must somewhere be much that was rotten about the play. 282 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY Investigation satisfied me that I had been " double crossed." The one firm of brokers, members of the New York Stock Exchange, who had been handling our orders, had acted as our clearing-house, holding our stocks and our money. They had an advantage, which stock brokers understand well. Having executed most of our support- ing orders, their agents on the Curb were also in a posi- tion accurately to judge the professional and lay spec- ulation pulse. It was easy for somebody to " put one over " on us. Shortly after noon I learned that Hayden, Stone & Company's engineer had turned down the proposition of advancing $1,000,000 for railroad and mill construction. A sufficient tonnage of ore had not been blocked out in the mine. Beyond a question this information was in the possession of brokers early in the day. While I slept damage had been done to the market that was irreparable. By the time the price hit $1 on the way down trading had reached huge proportions. One clique of Curb brokers were reported to have been persistent sellers throughout. Their identity made it very plain that the double-crossing process had been employed to a fare- you-well. I accused our broker of not protecting our interests — the interests of stockholders. I raised a howl. He telegraphed another member of his firm who was away on a hunting-trip, to come back to town. Next night both of these men, Nat. C. Goodwin and myself met ia my apartments behind closed doors. Their firm agreed to charge to their own account 3,000 of the 5,000 shares reported purchased for us at $1.35. Some other minor concessions were made. On the day after the " break " New York newspapers MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUB, MONEY reeked with sensational flubdub about the causes of the smash in the price of the stock. In the preceding few months not less than a dozen other securities had " busted " wide open at various times on the New York Curb and New York Stock Exchange, but Stock Exchange houses were sponsors for these and the newspaper kept mum. Never on these occasions was there a hint in the newspapers that possibly somebody had separated the public from its money. Nat. C. Goodwin and I were wrongfully accused of willfully smashing the market to shake the public out. The New York Sun printed an account of the " break " on the front page, top of last column. It began in a strain that indicated to confiding readers that chorus girls had lost their savings through the recommendations of Mr. Goodwin. The Sun printed the list of officers of the Rawhide Coali- tion Mines Company and emphasized the fact that I " of SuUivan Trust Company fame " was second vice-president. The Sun made no mention of the " double cross." Nor did any of the other newspapers, with the exception of one. The New York Tribune said: A Stock Exchange house which has been putting out orders in the stock was charged with leading the attack on it yester- day, but members of the firm said that they had been acting merely as brokers for customers in the regular order of busi- ness. Following the newspaper " roasts," which helped fur- ther to destroy public confidence, two brokers on Logan & Bryan's continental wire system resorted to tactics of a kind to force lower prices. This wire has over one hun- dred out-of-town broker connections. A report was sent over the wire that Nat. C, Goodwin & Company had failed. 284 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY Another followed it that the Rawhide Coalition Mines Company was about to go into the hands of a receiver. The Nevada Mining News accused Nat. Boas of San Fran- cisco and J. C. Weir of New York of exchanging mes- sages to this effect over the Logan & Bryan wire systems, so that all correspondents on the wire would have the false reports. Both Boas and Weir were be- lieved to be " short " of the stock. Both were openly operating for a further decline. These and similar tac- tics resulted in a further easing off in price to 40 cents bid on December 24th, which was the " low " on the move- ment. Two weeks after Christmas the stock rallied to 58 bid, 59 asked, and the market was firm again. On January 14 the price bulged to 70. At this point the stock again became the center of attack. By January 20 the price had eased back to 60. Thus far the net result of Nat. C. Goodwin & Company's various campaigns on Rawhide Coalition was the distribu- tion of some 600,000 shares of stock. The issue had been well exploited. It had a big following and a broad mar- ket. Some excellent judges of mine values had become stockholders. The company, however, was still unfi- nanced for a long period of systematic mine development and mill construction. We realized very clearly that some arrangement would have to be perfected to avoid a repetition of the trouble which the New York Stock Exchange brokerage firm had made us. " INSIDE " MARKET SUPPOET THE removal to New York of B. H. Scheftels & Com- pany, Chicago stock brokers, representatives there of Nat C. Goodwin & Company of Reno, and a merging MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 285 of brokerage and promotion interests of the two firms took place. There was precedent for the move. There are a thou- sand other corporation interests in this country that are closely afiUiated with Stock Exchange and other brokerage houses, through one or more of their directors or owners being partners in the business. As a matter of fact, it would be difficult to lay your finger on a single big inter- est of this kind that has not such a representation. These houses, of course, make it a rule to recommend the pur- chase of stocks in which their principals are interested. Affiliations of this kind are found essential to successful financing of enterprises. A number of New York Stock Exchange houses which are headed or controlled by men who are heavily interested in mining ventures that require financing are exponents of this method in the mining field. Most of these have succeeded in promoting projects in which they or their associates are heavily interested, with the aid of the banking and brokerage facilities thus afforded. Principally by the use of the market literature and accompanying market manipulation, these houses have placed with their customers the securities of their firm m'embers and associates. They have encompassed this by maintaining a brokerage, banking and promotion busi- ness without parading before the public, although never denying, the mixed nature of their business. For the reader to comprehend the necessity for trans- acting the business this way, he should understand the un- derlying principle of financing an enterprise by the route of the listed stock market. There are two ways of financing any enterprise with other people's money. One is by the primitive method of appealing directly to the public for subscriptions in huck- ster fashion, taking the money and then refraining from 286 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY listing the stock or establishing an open market for it. You can't finance an enterprise of consequence these days by any such procedure. It is practically impossible to borrow from banks or from loan-brokers on any security that has no fixed market value. A market must be es- tablished, for without a market on which to sell, intelligent investors won't buy. The method, therefore, in common use, and the only one which has been found eiFective by financiers, is to create a demand for the security, encourage speculation, establish an active market, and dispose of stock on the market as necessity demands whenever financing is re- quired. This implies and necessitates that the inside in- terests must support the security in the open market. Therefore, it becomes necessary for the successful market- ing of the stock by the promoters, once a demand is created and public buying is under way, that stockholders shall be kept in full touch with the latest transpirations on the property and in the market — be furnished with news con- cerning their interests so that they may judge the value of their stockholdings. This process is particularly es- sential during the financing period of the company and the security-digesting period of the public. In fine, the ultimate purpose in this regard of all the promotion machinery of Wall Street — the machinery that has been putting out billions of dollars' worth of se- curities to investors — is to place stock where it wiU " stay put," that is, not come out on the open market again to embarrass the interests that are behind the en- terprise, and who for a long period are compelled to sup- port the market. On the question of the ethics of market support by " the inside," a whole tome could be written. I will not attempt to discuss the subject at length here. Suffice it MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 287 to say that in my opinion " inside " support of a listed security is not base when it is done with a view to creating a broad market, to stimulate public interest, and to in- crease the price to a point within the bounds of intrinsic plus reasonable speculative worth. Support of the mar- ket to the point of stimulation is moral obliquity, how- ever, when dishonestly performed for the sole benefit of the " inside " and to the hurt of the stockholder. This sort of market support is only a shade less reprehensible than manipulation that has for its purpose the reduction of the market price of a security to beneath its real value, which, in my opinion, is nearly always infamous. I might place myself on record right here to the effect that only once did I ever " bear " a stock from " the in- side," and on that occasion it was a temporary affair, caused by a desire to secure at a reduced price a big block of stock that was pressing for sale from a quarter that I was under no obligation to. Even in that instance I gave the investor much of the benefit my associates se- cured by letting him have stock at the same figure at which " the inside " secured it. Nor have I ever tried to push the price of a stock to a higher level than that which I considered warranted by the reasonable speculative and demonstrated intrinsic value behind the security. CHAPTER X Enteu, B. H. Scheftels & Company BH. SCHEFTELS & COMPANY, Incorporated, mining-stock brokers, successors to B. H. Schef- * tels & Company, for many years stock brokers in Chicago, opened its doors on Broad Street, New York, on January 18, 1909. For a long period B. H. Scheftels & Company of Chicago had been advertised as the Eastern representatives of the corporation of Nat. C. Goodwin & Company of Reno, of which Mr. Goodwin had been presi- dent. It was now announced that Nat. C. Goodwin had become vice-president of the new corporation of B. H. Scheftels & Company. Because Mr. Goodwin was by pro- fession an actor and not a stock broker and because of the personal abuse he suffered in unfair newspaper criti- cism which followed the " break " in the market price of Rawhide Coalition a month before, he was quite willing to serve as vice-president instead of president. Besides, he could not spare the time from his profession to attend closely to the business. The new corporation of B. H. Scheftels & Company made its bow to the public by at once featuring in its mar- ket literature advice to purchase stock of the Rawhide Coalition Mines Company. I became publicity manager for the Scheftels corporation, manager of its promotion enterprises, and was placed in charge of the protection of the corporation's interests in all markets where its stocks were traded in. Soon I was conducting a fresh campaign with investors @88 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 289 that became so hot, so exciting and so big that for nine- teen months I labored on an average sixteen hours a day, including Sundays, without being able to complete in a single day a day's accumulated business. The business grew until B. H. Scheftels & Company were actually spending more than $1,000,000 annually for office and publicity expenses. In the nineteen months of its exist- ence it bought, sold and delivered approximately 15,000,- 000 shares of mining stock. The Scheftels corporation broke every record in this regard that was ever made by a mining-stock brokerage and promotion house in the history of Wall Street. Throughout its career it was viciously attacked from many directions, but it held its own. Through its hold on the mining-stock speculating public, who were getting fairer treatment than ever be- fore, it survived the concerted onslaughts of a number of important interests which it had competed with and an- tagonized, until one day in September, 1910, on a warrant sworn to singly by one George Scarborough, since per- mitted to resign, clothed with the office and power of a special agent of the Department of Justice, its offices were raided, its books and papers seized, its property confis- cated, and its officers and employees arrested. The annual expense of B. H. Scheftels & Company was $1,000,000 or more. Follows a tabulated statement of the expense item. The figures are approximated. The books of the cor- poration, which are now in the possession of the Depart- ment of Justice of the United States Government, will probably show that the annual expense was larger. The books not being readily available, an attempt is made here to be ultra-conservative in setting down figures: 290 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY ANNUAL EXPENSE OF B. H. SCHEPTELS & COMPANY Establishment of main office and six branch offices (furniture^ fixtures, etc.) $ 40,000 Office rentals 35,000 Private wire system connecting branch offices in six cities with New York 25,000 Telephones 5,000 Telegraph tolls 100,000 Salaries (all offices) 200,000 Daily and Weekly Market Letter (printing and postage) , :.. 100,000 General office expense, etc 100,000 Miscellaneous postage . . 25,000 Miscellaneous printing and stationery 25,000 Advertising, publicity, etc 200,000 Expert accountants 15,000 Commissions and salaries to Curb brokers . 50,000 Mining examinations, engineers' fees, legal fees, etc 50,000 Interest charges 30,000 Total $1,000,000 Before the Scheftels corporation was in business a month it became plain that it was " filling a long-felt want." In almost every branch it was performing some function in a manner more satisfactory to mining-stock speculators and investors than were its competitors. Its Market Letter news service, usually 16 pages, was the prime article. It soon gained a circulation of 34,000 among the highest class and best informed stockholders of mining companies in the country. It was also regu- larly sent to more than 2,500 stock brokers, including members of the New York Stock Exchange, New York Cotton Exchange, Boston Stock Exchange, New York Produce Exchange, etc. MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 291 Before the Scheftels corporation was five months old the work of its Market Letter was supplemented by the Mmmg Financial Nems, a weekly newspaper which had been published for a long period at Reno as the Nevada Mining News, latterly as the Mining Financial News, and which removed to New York when the Scheftels company found the mining-stock public was hungry for real live news and the truth regarding the mining propositions of other States as well as those of Nevada. The Mining Fi- nancial News and the Scheftels Market Letter, which were published three days apart, were supplied with news from practically the same sources. The newspaper was mailed to all readers of the Market Letter. The ablest and most reliable mining correspondents ob- tainable for money in Tonopah, Goldfield, Ely, Rawhide, Cobalt, Butte, Globe and other mining camps, and the most experienced market news-gatherers in the mining- stock-market centers of Salt Lake, San Francisco, Boston, Philadelphia, Toronto and New York, were placed on the pay-roll. Brokers in these and other cities, including Du- luth, Seattle and Butte, supplied more news. Wherever there was mining or market activity, repre- sentation of the very highest character was sought. News was always wired, no matter what the cost, whenever it was important to traders in mining shares. Expense was never spared when the information was considered of value to the speculator or investor. In the New York of- fices of the Scheftels corporation and the Mining Finan- cial News, which adjoined each other, a staff of newspaper men with a mining financial experience of years was gath- ered. Little that transpired in the mines or the markets ever got away from them. Days before the mining news- papers of the West reached the East the Scheftels Mar- ket Letter or the Mining Financial News communicated 293 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY the news regarding mine developments. They also con- tained a daily and weekly stock-market diagnosis and prognosis. These were based on the news, as gathered by trained forces and aided from time to time by secret information which filtered into the offices. This service soon obtained an accuracy theretofore unknown on the Street. There is probably not one stock broker in five hundred that would know a mine underground if he saw one. On the pay-rolls of B. H. Scheftels & Company and the Miri- ing Financial News there were thirty men who had been literally brought up in the mines and who, when they put their pen to paper, knew what they were writing about. The Scheftels company and the newspaper furnished mine and market information of quality to investors who had before been inundated with misinformation, guesses and twaddle. It sought to guide mining-stock speculators right. It was really a delicate job to handle the Mining Fi- nancial News in a manner which would not lead stupid people to believe that it was an entirely independent paper. It was desirable that its independence be main- tained to a degree, so that the full value of the Mining Financial News, as a property, might grow. The inten- tion was some day, when the Mining Financial News found itself on a paying basis, to sever the Scheftels alliance. The Mining Financial News had always been an entity. It had up to then been assisted financially at periods by mining promotion concerns with which I had been iden- tified and was always a quasi house-organ for this reason. But it invariably preserved a certain inde- pendence in its news columns and at least such partial independence of ownership as enabled it to stand on its own bottom. MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 293 MORE TEUTH ON THE " MINING FINANCIAL NEWS " WHEN the Mining Financial News removed to New York Mr. Scheftels used much persuasion to get the owners to transfer title to the Scheftels company. Admittedly, if the Scheftels company could boast owner- ship of the newspaper at the head of its editorial page, it would be a great feather in the Scheftels cap and might lead investors to think that an organization which could own and publish a first-class, metropolitan news- paper of the Mining Financial News variety must for that reason alone be worthy of financial credit. Thompson, Towle & Company, members of the New York Stock Exchange, print a small sized pattern of such a newspaper, called the News Letter. Hayden, Stone & Company, and Paine, Webber & Company, of Boston and New York, are said to have much influence with the Boston News Bureau, a newspaper which features news of mines and mining share markets. The Boston News Bureau at times has printed no display advertisements and at other times has. It is considered by Boston min- ing-stock brokers who handle the Michigan and Arizona copper securities as a necessary complement to their mar- ket literature. Walker's Copper Letter and the Boston Commercial are other examples. Walker's Copper Letter, which carries no advertising, for years has said the very nicest things about copper securities promoted and fathered by important Boston and New York interests. Needless to state, what Walker's Copper Letter, the Bos- ton Commercial and the Boston News Bureau say about the mining propositions of their friends is as a rule based on fact. The point is that promoters find it nec- essary that news happenings regarding the markets, the securities and the mines in which they are interested be given broad publicity. 294 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY It was the idea of the owners of the Mining Financial News, of which B. H. Scheftels, president and 25 per cent, owner of the capital stock of B. H. Scheftels & Com- pany, was not one, that anybody who would supply the sinews while the paper was getting on its feet and was establishing itself, was entitled to all the publicity which the paper could consistently and honestly give it. With this understanding the Scheftels company assumed to take all of the income of the Mining Financial News and pay all of the running expenses until such period as the news- paper might become self-sustaining. In doing so it performed a stupendous service to the entire mining industry in that the space devoted to the Scheftels enterprises therein did not average more than one-eighth of the whole, and it spent dollars to supply the news of all stocks where other mining financial publica- tions in its field spent pennies. To make sure that the public understood the Min- ing Financial News was the quasi house-organ of the Scheftels company many precautions were taken. No ap- plication was made for admission to the mails as second- class matter, and the paper was mailed under one and two-cent postage. The name of Harry Hedrick was lifted to the top of the page as vice-president of the corporation owning the Mining Financial News, Mr. Hedrick being openly employed by the Scheftels company as head of its correspondence department. My own name was later placed at the head of the editorial page as editor, the Scheftels company making no bones about my position as absolute head of its publicity department, its promo- tion enterprises, and of all markets for the Scheftels pro- motion stocks. The connection had before been estab- lished even closer than this. I had formerly been adver- tised as vice-president of Nat. C. Goodwin & Company MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 295 of Reno and vice-president of the Rawhide Coalition Mines Company ; and the Scheftels company had advertised that Nat. C. Goodwin was its own vice-president. Further, the Scheftels company announced in its mar- ket literature that it had selfish interests in protecting the market for the stock because of the Nat. C. Goodwin siffiliation. Occasionally market articles under the signa- ture of B. H. Scheftels were published on the front page of the Mining Financial News. Whenever anybody made a request for the Scheftels Market Letter a copy of the Mining Financial News was quite regularly mailed to him without cost. Articles under the signature of other officers and employees, formerly of Nat. C. Goodwin & Company of Reno and later of B. H. Scheftels & Company of New York, were very frequently printed in the Mining Financial News. Probably the most important reason why the Schef- tels company made this sort of arrangement with the Min- ing Financial News was that it could do so with only a very small additional outlay. The Scheftels company found it necessary to employ correspondents in all mining and market centers, and the same correspondents could work for both enterprises. Another economic argument was that an enormous saving could be made in telegraph tolls, all dispatches addressed to the newspaper being sent at press rates. These dispatches were always available to the Scheftels corporation and its clientele. It was the idea of the Scheftels organization that the mining-stock investing public sorely needed right direc- tion and that any brokerage house which led it right would soon be unable to transact all the business that would be oiFered to it. And that is just what happened. Before the Scheftels 296 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOXIR MONEY company was six months old the fifteen men in its account- ing department were compelled to work day and night — time and again throughout the night until 6 A. m.^ to catch up with their work. If the Scheftels news service was as nearly perfect as money and brains could make it, its facilities for the execution of orders on the New York Curb, the Boston Curb, San Francisco Stock Exchange, Salt Lake Stock Exchange, Toronto Stock Exchange, and other mining markets were unsurpassed. Its New York and Boston ojSBces were connected with branch offices in Philadelphia, Chicago, Detroit, Milwaukee and Providence by exclusive private wires, and the service to out-of-town offices was almost instantaneous. The New York offices were located right in front of the Curb market on Broad Street on the ground floor of the big Wall Street Journal building, 50 feet by 200 feet deep — occupying about 10,000 square feet of floor space. The Boston office, occupying two floors, was located within 100 feet of the Curb market in that city. The public wires of the telegraph companies gave quick service be- tween San Francisco, Salt Lake and Toronto, where busi- ness was transacted through members of the mining-stock exchanges of those cities. The private wires of the Schef- tels company were constantly flooded with rapid quota- tions and market, mine and company news during every trading hour. In New York the Curb brokers in the Scheftels employ, some on salary and some on commission, rarely numbered less than ten and at one period exceeded twenty. The correspondence department was presided over for a long period by two of the best posted mining-market men that could be employed for money. From this de- partment were usually graduated the managers of out-of- MY ADVENTXniES WITH YOUR MONEY 29T town offices. In the cashier's cage six men were engaged at an average salary of above $100 a week, registering stocks, receiving stocks, paying money and drawing checks. The payroll of the mailing department, which was operated in conjunction with the Mining Financial News, was comparatively small. Money-saving ma- chinery for the handling of the large output of market letters and newspapers gave excellent and economic serv- ice. About ten stenographers were regularly employed in the correspondence department. Occasionally, when a special effort was being made to interest the public in some security in which the corporation was particularly concerned, a force of forty additional typists was pressed into service for short periods. THE SCHEFTELS PRINCIPLES WHEN the corporation of B. H. Scheftels & Com- pany opened its doors in New York it had no affili- ations with any other Wall Street interests. It had no axes to grind except its own. It was practically a free- lance. It cracked up its own wares, careful always to keep within the facts, and never minced words about the quality of the goods of its contemporaries. The prin- ciple of both the Scheftels corporation and the Mining Financial News was to be always right in their market forecasts. The general order to mine and market news- gatherers and market prognosticators was to give the FACTS. The law laid down was this: If the news is bad and is likely to injure the interests of our best friends, tell it in the interests of the investor. If it is good and the backers of the stock affected happen to be our worst en- emies, tell it. No matter on what side of the market you think B. H. Scheftels & Company is committed in any 298 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY of its own speculations, give the customer all the news. Put the cause of the mining-stock trader in front of you as the one to further always. Never exaggerate. Eventually, this policy must redound to our credit and profit. Eventually, this policy resulted in our ruin. Our truth- telling policy was directly responsible for the loss of mil- lions to competing promoters, and they banded together to destroy us. The publicity, promotion and brokerage activities of the corporation were of such magnitude, and withal so simple, that they at once challenged the attention of the Street. Before the Scheftels corporation was half a year old veterans of the financial game began to opine that some big interest was behind the concern. Its dashing market methods, its mighty publicity measures and its unbridled assurance attracted much notice. From every quarter expert views reached the Scheftels company that its manner of doing things was convincing on the point that it knew the business. But the general opinion of the talent seemed to be that the new corporation was spend- ing too much money and that it could not win out unless a big boom in mining shares ensued. The market tactics adopted by the Scheftels company in its promotion enterprises were as old as the hills. On the New York Stock Exchange they had been employed in a thousand instances before. The method will probably survive all time. The corporation sought to distribute the stocks of which it became sponsor in turn — first Rawhide Coalition, then Ely Central, later Bovard Con- solidated and finally Jumbo Extension — by the approved Wall Street system of establishing public interest and inquiry and causing an active market. The aim was to establish higher prices for the securities, always within MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 299 the bounds of intrinsic and reasonable speculative value. All efforts were directed this way. Plans like this are, however, sometimes thwarted. Mar- kets get sick. More stock presses for sale than the " in- side " has money to pay for. Stocks break in price. Then the promoter can't make any money and might lose a lot of it. Since money-making is his primary ob- ject, and stock distribution secondary, he has got to do some close figuring when markets are subject to the price-breaking habit. That's where B. H. Scheftels & Company, through its brokerage business, found, after a short period, that it held within its grasp the power to insure itself against declining markets. Without promotion stocks on hand — obtained by wholesale at lower figures than values warranted — in which it could profit to the extent of hundreds of thou- sands of dollars on a rising market, the million-dollar annual expense of the Scheftels company would not have been justified. Once the market sought lower levels and no profit could be made on the promotions, it meant a discontinuance of the business on the large scale. The corporation's insurance was the open market in stocks on the general list and its brokerage business. From time to time it openly shorted tens of thousands of shares of stocks in which it had no promoter's interest whatever, by going out in the open market and selling them to all bidders against future delivery, by borrowing them from brokers and selling them for immediate de- livery, and by short sales generally. Speculators play the market and so did the Scheftels company, but never against its own stocks. Speculators, however, buy mining shares outright or on margin because they want to gamble. The Scheftels company played the market for just the opposite reason. It didn't want to 300 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY carry its eggs in one basket and wanted insurance against market declines to cover promotion losses that must en- sue if a general market slump occurred. And the Scheftels company did not inaugurate any fake bookkeeping system or otherwise hide behind any bushes in doing this. Moreover, the corporation didn't take advantage of anybody. The cards were not marked. The deck was not stacked. There was no dealing from the bottom. Market opinion for which the corporation was directly or indirectly responsible was genuine to the last utterance. No news was suppressed on any stock. The corporation divulged to its customers and to the general public every piece of important outside or inside information regarding any stock on the general list that was in its possession. At the very moment when it was going short of stocks in greatest volume its market prognostications were winning for it a reputation for accuracy never before recorded. If the stocks which the corporation went short of — stocks on the general list and amounting to probably 15 per cent, of the volume of its entire business, the re- mainder of the transactions being all in " house " stocks (these " house " stocks it could not be short of because of its promoter's options on hundreds of thousands of shares) — if the stocks on the general list thus " shorted " went up in price and the corporation was compelled to go into the market later and " cover " at a great loss, it was always in the corporation's heart to sing a paean of thanksgiving, for it could well afford to pay the losses sustained by it in the general list out of the greater prof- its which would be made in the " house " stocks, which must, forsooth, share in the general upswing. MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 301 Collateral securities put up by customers as margin for the purchase of other stocks were credited to the cus- tomers' accounts and mixed with the company's own securi- ties. In every case proper endorsement of certificates, put up for collateral margin, was required. Every cer- tificate of stock bears on the reverse side a power of at- torney, in blank. The signature thereto of the person to whom the certificate was issued makes it negotiable by the broker. It was the rule of the house always to in- form those who brought collateral to the offices for mar- gin that the stocks would be used and that they would not receive the identical certificates back again. In a number of cases objection was made. Acceptance of the stock as collateral margin was then promptly refused. If there were any scattering exceptions to this rule, it was contrary to instructions and due to neglect or ignorance. Whenever a customer closed his account and demanded the return of his collateral, stocks of the same description and denomination were recalled and delivery made. The same rule applied to stocks pledged with the cor- poration for loans, it being specifically set forth in the promissory note which the borrower signed that the privilege of using the stock was granted to the lender. This practice is so common and the rule so generally understood by mining-stock traders that objection was rarely made by customers. To test the general custom, a friend at my suggestion not long ago sent certificates of stock to 17 stockbrokers now doing business on Wall Street. Three of these were members of the New York Stock Exchange and 14 were members of the New York Curb, Boston Curb, or of a mining exchange. A letter substantially as follows was sent to each of the 17 : 302 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY Enclosed please find .... shares of stock to be used as collateral margin for the purchase of an additional block of shares. Please buy at the market and re- port promptly. The 17 orders were executed by the 17 individual houses, A month later when the stock ordered purchased had advanced in the market, the following letter was sent to each of the 17: Please sell the shares of ... ... . stock which you purchased for me a month ago at the market and return to me the certificate of stock which I sent you as collateral with check for my profits. It took nearly two months for all of the 17 to make delivery. When they did, not one of them returned the same certificate that had been put up as collateral. Don't be shocked, dear reader, at this disclosure. It is the custom. And don't, please, think mining-stock brokers are alone given to the general practice. If you order the purchase of a block of stock on cash margin from any New York Stock Exchange house or send a certificate of stock as collateral in lieu of cash to one of them for the purchase of more stock, you will receive a confirmation slip of the trade which will generally read something like this : We reserve the right to mix this stock in our general loans, etc. That is, the right is reserved, and actually exercised, of immediately transferring ownership of the certificates to the broker. Unless a certificate stands in a customer's name and is unendorsed by him, he has no control over it. Accord- MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 303 ing to law, a broker has a right to hypothecate or loan securities or commodities pledged with him, for the pur- pose of raising the moneys necessary to make up the purchase price, and such stocks have no earmarks. In other words, the customer is not entitled to specific shares of stock, so that stocks bought with one customer's money may be delivered to another customer. As for the Scheftels company laying itself open to the charge of bucketshopping in " shorting " stocks, such a possibility was never dreamed of. The penal law of the State of New York, sections 390 to 394, inclusive, is the only criminal statute covering market operations com- monly known as bucketing and bucketshops. In each sec- tion and subdivision it is provided that where both parties intend that there shall be no actual purchase or sale, but that settlement shall be made on quotations, a crime has been committed, the language of the statute being, " wherein both parties thereto intend, etc.," or " where both parties do not intend, etc." The Scheftels company was never a party to any such arrangement. And it al- ways made it a practice to make delivery of stocks ordered purchased within a reasonable period after the customer had paid the amount due in full. Now, neither myself nor the Scheftels corporation is responsible for brokerage conditions as they exist, nor for the laws as written. Custom and practice are responsible. The purpose here is to communicate the exact nature of the business methods of the Street as I found them and to lay particular stress on those that are open to criti- cism. 304 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY THE SCHEFTELS COMPANY AGAINST MAEGIN TRADING THE Scheftels company did not encourage margin trading by its customers. In fact, it railed against the practice. Time and again the Mining Financial News, editorially, denounced the business of margin trading. The Weekly Market Letter of the corporation sounded the same note. On several occasions, in large display ad- vertisements published in the newspapers, the Scheftels company decried the practice and urged the public to discontinue trading of this character. There were selfish reasons for this. In the marketing of its promotions the Scheftels company found that not more than 20 per cent, of the public's orders for these stocks given to other brokers were being executed, or, if executed, that the stocks were at once sold back on the market, the brokers or their allies " standing " on the trade. Had the Scheftels company been able to destroy the practice by its campaign of publicity, it would undoubt- edly have been able, during the nineteen months of its ex- istence, successfully to promote three or four times as many mining companies as it did, and its profits would have been fourfold. It, however, appealed to the public in vain. Loud, frequent calls to margin traders to pay up their debit balances and demand delivery of their certificates, which would compel every broker to go out in the market and buy the stocks he was short to customers, failed miserably. The lesson of this experience was that the speculating public did not " give a rap " whether their brokers were short of stocks to them or not. All they wanted, appar- ently, was to be assured that when they were ready to close their accounts, their stocks, their profits or their credit balances would be forthcoming. MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 305 What is the evil of short selling of the kind described herein? The only evil that I could ever discover was that the market is denied the support which the actual carry- ing of the stock is calculated to afford. This hardship weighs heaviest on the promoter. There appears to be no cure. Even if a broker does buy the stock and does not himself sell it out again, there is no law that denies him the right to borrow on it or loan it to somebody else. And it is to the interest of the broker, because he gets the use of the money, to loan the stock always. Stocks- are rarely borrowed by anybody except to make deliveries on short sales. What about the broker who doesn't execute his order at all but " stands " on the trade from the beginning and sells the stock " short " to his own customer, de- laying actual purchase until delivery is demanded? This practice is even less damaging to the customer than the one of actually executing the buying order for the cus- tomer at the time the order is given and then selling the stock right back on the market again for the account of the broker or his pal — the usual practice when the object of going short is sought. When a broker buys stocks in the market he must bid for them, and actual pur- chase generally means a higher cost price to the customer than that at standing quotations. The rule of the Street is to charge the customer in- terest on all debit balances. When a broker lends to a " short " seller a stock which he is carrying for his cus- tomer, he is paid the full market value, as security for its return. In that case the broker ceases to incur in- terest charges for the customer, and is actually able, in addition, to lend out at interest the cash marginal deposit put up by the customer. 306 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY Maybe you think, dear reader, that a broker who charges his customer interest at the rate of six per cent, per annum on money which he has ceased to advance is crooked. Very well. If that be so, then all members of the New York Stock Exchange must be labelled " crooks." Here is how it works, even among the highest class and most conservative members of that great securities em- porium : John Jones orders the purchase by his broker of 1,000 shares of Steel on margin. He pays down 10 per cent, of the purchase price. Mr. Jones receives a statement at the end of the month charging him with interest at the rate of six per cent, per annum, or more if the call-money market is higher, on the 90 per cent, of the purchase price advanced by the house. On the same day that the order of John Jones is re- ceived, William Smith orders the same house to sell short 1,000 shares of Steel at the market. This order is also promptly filled. Thereupon the broker uses the 1,000 shares of Steel, which he bought for the account of John Jones to make delivery through the Clearing House for the account of William Smith. Sometimes a fictitious William Smith is created, known as " Account No. 1," " A. & S. Account," " E. Account," etc. This is usually done when a broker wants to hide from his bookkeepers that he or an associate is taking the other end of the cus- tomer's trade. The broker is out no money, yet he charges Mr. Jones the regular rate of interest on his debit balance. As a matter of fact, too, the stock bought for Mr. Jones is never even delivered to his broker. The Clearino- House, because of the " short " sale, steps in and delivers it to the broker to whom it is due " on balance." MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 307 Custom and practice cover a multitude of remarkable transactions — don't they ? You have the framework of the Scheftels structure and of its Wall Street environment outlined in this chap- ter. Some of the narrative is undoubtedly " dry-as-dust," but its recital has appeared to be necessary to enable the lay reader properly to interpret the chronology of stir- ring events which forms the concluding installment. In the foregoing I have endeavored to lay bare many practices that are common to Wall Street. Wherever I have laid them at the door of B. H. Scheftels & Company, I have given that corporation much the worst of it, be- cause in the recital I have omitted to mention a multitude of happenings that were creditable to an extreme to the Scheftels company. Most of these had to do with the ex- periences of the Scheftels company as publicity agents and promoters. Its wide-open publicity and promotion policy called forth the ire of influential Wall Street pirates and caused the " pressure " at Washington which resulted in the Federal raid of the Scheftels offices. I have reserved this dramatic series of events for my last chapter. CHAPTER XI A Fight to the Death IN professional quarters the Scheftels corporation was regarded as an interloper from the day it set foot in the financial district. Its first oifense was to reduce its commission rates. This move set the whole Curb against the enterprise. But as the play progressed it proved to have been un- important in comparison to the unspeakable crime of tell- ing the truth about other people's mining propositions that were candidates for public money. The Scheftels corporation had laid it down as a set rule that an es- tablished reputation for accuracy of statement was a great asset for any promoter or broker to have. To gain such prestige the principle was followed in the nation-wide publicity which emanated from the house that, no matter whom the truth hurt or favored, it must be told always, when publishing information regarding the value of any listed or unlisted security. Space in the Scheftels Mar- ket Letter or the news columns of the Mining Financial News was unpurchasable. The enforcement of this rule was a wide departure from prevailing methods. But that didn't make us hesitate. Having felt the speculative pulse for years, I knew its throb. The public, after losing billions of dollars, were becoming " educated." The rank and file of mining pro- moters — high and low — in Wall Street still believed that " one is born every minute and none dies." But I and my associates didn't. An uneducated public had been un- mercifully " trimmed " in scores of enterprises backed by 308 MY ADVENTUHES WITH YOUR MONEY 309 great and respected names. Speculators were ravenous for the truth. We decided to give it to them. We gave it to them straight. This publicity system brought about the ruin of the Scheftels corporation through the powerful enemies it made. The policy was right all the same. Persisted in, nothing was or is better calculated to strengthen the demand for all descriptions of meritorious securities. The Scheftels corporation was the pioneer in the exploitation of this principle as a fundamental and underlying basis of brokerage and promotion. In pioneering this policy, however, the Scheftels company was sacrificed to the prej- udices and wrath of the old school of promoters. THE FIRING Or THE FIKST GUNS BEFORE the Scheftels corporation was on the Street three months it almost came a cropper. On the strength of excellent mine news it purchased nearly 300,- 000 shares of Rawhide Coalition in the open market, up to 71 cents per share. A determined drive was made against the stock by mining-stock brokerage firms which had sold it short. Bales of borrowed stock were thrown on the market by the crowd operating for the decline. The Scheftels company took it all in. Letters and tele- grams were sent broadcast by market enemies urging stockholders to sell. A powerful clique had been losing big sums on the rise. The Scheftels company published advertisements call- ing upon margin traders to demand delivery of their certificates. This expedient proved of small utility. The brokers continued to hold off deliveries to cus- tomers and sold and delivered to us all the stocks that they could borrow or lay hands on. The continued sell- ing finally made inroads on the Scheftels corporation's 310 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY cash-reserve to a point that forced it one day to stand aside and leave the market to the sharpshooters. That day, in a few hours, approximately half a million shares of Rawhide Coalition changed hands out of a capitaliza- tion of 3,000,000 shares. The corporation's loans were called. This forced it to throw large blocks of stock on the market. A sharp break ensued. That was just what was wanted by the interests which were gunning for us. They covered their short sales at great profit. In the midst of the melee the Scheftels company ten- dered a Stock Exchange house of great prominence, which had loaned it for the account of a Salt Lake firm of brokers $12,500 on 50,000 shares of Rawhide Coalition, the money to take up the loan. A representative of the Stock Ex- change house sheepishly stated that his firm had loaned part of the pledged stock to out-of-town brokers. He asked for time. Under threat of dire consequences the Stock Exchange firm bought stock back from us in the open market that afternoon to supply the deficiency, and then made delivery of this stock back to us in lieu of that which they had parted with. It had been specifically stipulated by the Scheftels company when the loan was made that the certificates must be held intact and that the stock must not be loaned out or sold while the money loan was in force. This experience was repeated frequently during the Scheftels career on the Curb. It cost B. H. Scheftels & Company more than one million dollars, during the nine- teen months of its existence, in giving loyal market sup- port, in times of " professional " attack, to the stocks it had fathered or promoted and felt moral responsibility for. Time and again the Scheftels company found among stocks delivered to it, against purchases made in the MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 311 open market, the identical certificates it had pledged with loan-brokers as collateral for loans, and which had been hypothecated by it with the specific proviso that the certificates were not to be used. It opened our eyes to one of the most commonplace practices, not only on the Curb, but also on the Stock Exchange. Hardly a failure occurs on any of the Exchanges or on the Curb that does not reveal customers' certificates, which were originally pledged with the understanding that they were not to be " used," in the strong-boxes of others. The first grievous offense of the publicity forces of the Scheftels corporation against Wall Street's " Oh-let-us- alone " promotion combine was a wallop in April and May, 1909, through the Scheftels market literature, at Nevada- Utah. The combination which owned control took with bad grace the strictures on the property. We heard an awful underground roar. At that time the price of Nevada- Utah stock was around $3. The Scheftels Market Let- ter said that there was probably not 30 cents of share value behind the property. The price immediately be- gan to crumble. It has been tobogganing ever since. The stock at the beginning of September of this year was quoted at 37^ to 50 cents. Such a thing as printing facts which would enlighten stockholders and the public as to the actual value and condition had not before been heard of when such enlight- enment ran contrary to the plans of strongly entrenched promoters on the Street. The campaign against Nevada-Utah, therefore, directed widespread attention to B. H. Scheftels & Company and the Mining Financial News. Following the Nevada-Utah disclosure, the Daily Mar- ket Letter and the Weekly Market Letter of the Schef- 3ia MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY tels corporation and the Mining Financial News took a good, strong, husky " fall " out of the La Rose Mines Company, capitalized for $7,500,000. The La Rose owns one of the greatest producing mines in the Cobalt silver camp. A market scheme was in progress, with La Rose as the medium, and W. B, Thompson, of Nipissing fame, as a chief manipulator. We called a halt to the game when the price reached a " high " of $8.50, and saved the public a huge sum of money. Under our cam- paigning the stock declined to $4, a decrease of $6,750,000 in the market value of the capitalization. This made W. B. Thompson and his associates the implacable enemies of the Scheftels company and myself. We didn't worry much. We were catering to the public. Indeed, we were pleased with our work. Following this incident, the Scheftels Market Letter and the Mining Financial News took a smash at a mining- stock deal in which W. B. Thompson and the Guggen- heims were jointly interested. It was the now notorious Cumberland-Ely-Nevada Consolidated merger. Later the merger was enlarged and took in the Utah Copper Company, or rather the Utah Copper Company took in the others, and the Scheftels propaganda found another opportunity to do a great service for the stockholders of Nevada Consolidated. Our attack hurt the Guggenheim reputation among in- vestors all over the country and contributed to reduce their influence over the large stockholding body — more than 6,000 men and women — of Nevada Consolidated. Though finally successful, the Guggenheims were sore from the lashing and exposures to which they had been subjected. As for the Scheftels company and the Mining Financial News, they had still further established the honesty and value of their publicity service. MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 313 A market scheme to balloon the price of Ray Central Copper Company shares to several times their value was a precious enterprise against which we trained our pub- licity guns and fired several effective broadsides. The effort of the promoters to connect with the public purse here would not have been half so sensational if men of lesser prominence were identified with the operation. In our " bear " publicity on this one we minced no words. In doing so we again hit another powerful interest — the Lewisohns. Later the exposure by the Mining Financial News and the Scheftels Market Letter of market manipulations of the Lewisohn-controlled Kerr Lake still further " en- deared " the members of these two organizations to that powerful faction, and more closely cemented the ties of fellowship between the ruling powers. Keystone Copper, another Lewisohn " baby," was put through its courses on the Curb while Kerr Lake was be- ing played in a stellar role. The deal in Keystone was an unobtrusive little thing, but awful good as far as it went from the one-sided point of view. I turned the searchlight of publicity on Keystone. The Scheftels Market Letter and Mining Financial News disclosures in the interests of speculators and inves- tors regarding Nevada-Utah, La Rose, Cumberland-Ely, Nevada Consolidated, Utah Copper, Ray Central, and Kerr Lake were sensational enough, but they by no means included all of the work in this line. During 1909 this pubhcity literature took in practically every important mining company whose shares were traded in on the New York Curb. The unpleasant truths these forces were obliged to tell from time to time touched the delicate sensibilities of many leading lights on the Street. These 314 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY had grown accustomed to an unvarying diet of sweets. It would seem that their appetite for saccharine prov- ender would have become cloyed and that a change would be a grateful relief. It was not. The truth was dis- tasteful. It interfered with the noble industry of mining the public and it cut down the profits of that end of the game. In keeping up the record of day-by-day market and mine developments these publicity agents punctured many a rainbow-tinted balloon. Very frequently they gave to the public its first definite and intelligent idea of real value behind promotions and in properties. Where market prices represented an overplus of hopes and ex- pectations the truth was told. The aim was to take min- ing speculation out of the clouds and plant its feet firmly on earth. In this laudable effort we ran counter to the plans of the mighty. We also violated the vulgar unwritten rule of some of the Wall Street fraternity — " never educate a sucker." Our publicity work caused a readjustment of judgment and market values, besides those already mentioned, on such stocks as First National, Butte & New York, Trinity Copper, Micmac, Ohio Copper, United Cop- per, Davis-Daly, Montgomery-Shoshone, Goldfield Con- solidated, Combination Fraction, British Columbia, Granby, Cobalt Central, Chicago Subway, and sixty to eighty others. The live wires of our publicity service blistered the flesh of the Guggenheims, the Thompsons and the Lewi- sohns, and perturbed their widely difi'used afiiliations, connections and allies, including John Hays Hammond, J. Parke Channing, and E. P. Earle; also Charles M. Schwab, E. C. Converse, B. M. Baruch, United States Senator George S. Nixon, George Wingfield, Hooley, Learned & Company, many other New York Stock Ex- MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 315 change houses, a group of powerful corporation law firms, a noted crowd of influential politicians, Curb stock- brokers who had grown fat executing manipulative orders for the " inside," bankers who carried on deposit the cash balances of the mining companies, and even J. P. Morgan & Company, who were partners of the Guggenheims in their Alaska ventures and were for a time said to be medi- tating a merger of the copper companies of the country with those controlled by the Guggenheims as a nucleus. THE STORY OF ELY CENTRAL BY keeping speculators out of stocks that were selling at inflated prices, the Scheftels corporation and the Mining Financial News became endeared to a great popu- lar moneyed element. The public was saved huge sums of money. This, however, only carried out the negative end of a grand idea. The affirmative demanded that the Scheftels corporation must put its followers into a stock or stocks where they could actually make money. The Scheftels corporation was on the eager lookout for a genuinely high-classed copper-mining proposition. It found what it was looking for in Ely Central, a prop- erty that is sandwiched in between the very best ground of the Nevada Consolidated, is bordered by the Giroux and occupies a strategic position in the great Nevada copper camp of Ely, birthplace of what is probably the greatest lowest-cost porphyry copper mine of ' America. By invading the Ely territory as promoter and annex- ing Ely Central, the Scheftels corporation committed what was probably, to the interests among whom our publicity work had wrought greatest havoc, an unpardonable crime. We butted into the very heart of the game, and 316 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY became a disturbing factor in their mining operations. The Ely Central property consists of more than 490 acres. Years before, in the early days of the camp, it had been passed over by the geologists and promoters who selected the ground for the Nevada Consolidated, Giroux and Cumberland-Ely, because it was covered by a non- mineralized formation called rhyolite. As development work progressed and the, enormous value of the surround- ing mines was disclosed, it dawned on their owners that they might have made a mistake and that it would be just as well to obtain possession of the Ely Central property. The ground was especially valuable to the Nevada Con- solidated, if for no other reason, as mere acreage to con- nect up and make compact the properties owned by them. The second demonstration of their bad judgment was the fact that, having planned to mine the Copper Flat ore- body by the steam-shovel method, they overlooked the value of the Ely Central property as affording them the only practical means of access to the lower levels of that pit for operation by the steam shovels. Investigation had disclosed to me that the evidence which had been adduced by mine developments on neigh- boring properties was all in favor of copper ore under- lying the Ely Central area. The rhyolite, which covered Ely Central, was a " flow," covering the ore, and not a " dyke," coming up from below and cutting it off. Why was the property idle? Inquiry revealed that the Ely Central Copper Company was $89,000 in debt, and that a pre-panic eflFort to finance the corporation for deep mine development had failed. The panic of 1907-8 had crimped the promoters and they could not go ahead. The Scheftels corporation entered into negotiations with the Pheby brothers and 0. A. Turner, who held the control, for all the stock of the Ely Central company that MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY SIT was owned by them. During the progress of negotia- tions, early in July, 1909, I heard that the Guggenheims and W. B. Thompson were very much put out to learn that the Scheftels company was about to finance the com- pany. They had belittled the value of the property, as would-be buyers are prone to do the world over. Before I entered upon the scene the Pheby brothers had found themselves objects of persistent and mysterious at- tacks. Their credit was assailed in every quarter and they found themselves ambushed and bushwhacked in every move they made. They were forced into a position where it was believed they would accept anything that might be offered them for their interest in Ely Central. As fate would have it, the Scheftels company entered the race at this psychological moment. Summed up, the Scheftels company actually contracted for 1,280,571 shares out of 1,600,000, which represented the increased capitalization for a total sum of $1,158,916, or at an average price of 90% cents per share. The time allowed for the payment of all the money was nine months, stipulated payments being agreed upon at regular inter- vals in between. The immediate effect of the arrange- ment was this: A dormant property, in debt and lying fallow, was metamorphosed into a going concern with good prospects of soon becoming a proved great copper mine, with an assured income to defray the expenses of deep mine development on a large scale, and a market ca- reer ahead of it that might be expected to match any that had preceded it in the Ely district from the standpoint of public interest. During the progress of the negotiations the stock sold up to $1 per share. The selling for Philadelphia account of a large block of stock in the open market dropped the 318 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY price back, of a sudden, to 50 cents. The Scheftels com- pany bought stock on this break and urged its custom- ers to do likewise. On the day the deal was concluded the market had rallied to 75 cents. Fully six weeks before the deal was arranged the Scheftels Market Letter and the Mining Financial News had begun to urge the pur- chase of the stock. The Scheftels organization was not hoggish. The establishment was willing that the public should get in on the cellar floor. There were nearly 300,- 000 shares outstanding, which the Scheftels corporation had not corralled in its contract. Readers of the Market Letter and the Mining Finarv- cial News fell over one another to get in on the good thing. Therein they were wise. By early September the price had advanced in the market to $1. The Schef- tels publicity was strong in favor of the stock. But it had not yet put on full steam. It was waiting for an en- gineer's report to make doubly sure it was right. Col. Wm. A. Farish, a mining engineer of many years' experience and a man with a high reputation throughout the whole of the Western mining country, had been sent by the Scheftels company to make a report on the Ely Central. Years before Colonel Farish had reported on the Nevada Consolidated properties and outlined the very methods now being used for recovering its ores. But Colonel Farish had been ahead of his time, and the capitalists in whose interest he was acting were not pre- pared for such a radical step in advance of the then- existing methods, nor to believe that copper ores of such low grade could be mined at a profit, especially 140 miles from the nearest railroad. Times and conditions changed, and the 140 miles were spanned by a well- equipped rail connection. Colonel Farish's opinion verified our fondest expecta- MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 319 tions. The report set forth that the mine possibilities of Ely Central were nearly as great as those of the Ne- vada Consolidated itself. On the basis of this report, which was made in September, the project acquired a new significance. Development operations were undertaken to prove up the ground in an endeavor to demonstrate the existence of the 83,000,000 tons of commercial por- phyry ore which Colonel Farish indicated in his report would likely be found within the boundaries of the south- em part of the Ely Central property. The prospect fairly took the Scheftels organization off its feet. We were dazzled. We saw ourselves at the head of a mine worth $25,000,000 to $40,000,000. No time was lost in organizing a campaign to finance the whole deal. Having no syndicated multi-millionaires to back it up, the Scheftels corporation went to the public for the money, the same as hundreds of other notable and successful promoters had done. The ensuing publicity campaign to raise capital has been described in hundreds of columns of newspaper space as one of the most spec- tacular ever attempted in Wall Street. I had absolute faith in the great merits of Ely Central, a faith that has not been dimmed in the slightest degree by the vicissitudes through which the company, the Schef- tels corporation, and myself personally have passed. Within thirteen months the Scheftels corporation caused to be spent for mine development more than $150,000, and on mine and company administration an additional $75,000. When the Scheftels company was raided by the Government on September 29, 1910, and a stop put to further work the expenses at the mine had averaged for the nine months of that year above $15,000 a month. Work was going on night and day. Every possible ef- fort was being made to prove-up the property in short 320 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY order. Core-drills sent down from the surface had al- ready revealed the presence of ore at depth, and I am sublimely certain that another month or two would have put the underground air-drills into contact with a vast ore-body identical in quality and value with that lying on either side in Nevada Consolidated acreage. Ely Central was the New York Curb sensation In 1909- 1910. I used the publicity forces which had been so suc- cessful in protecting the public against the rapacity of multi-millionaire mining-wolves to educate them up to the speculative possibilities of Ely Central. Up went the price. Between the first of September and the middle of October the market advanced to $2 3-8. On October 13th advices reached us that 30 per cent, copper ore had been struck in the Monarch shaft. The Monarch is an independent working, far removed from the area that is sandwiched in between the main ore- bodies of the Nevada Consolidated. We were highly elated. The prospect looked exceedingly bright to us, and there was no longer any hesitation in strongly ad- vising our following to take advantage of an unusually attractive speculative opening. The market boomed along in a most satisfactory way. By October 26th the price reached $3; on November 3d it was $4 a share, and three days thereafter $4^ was paid. The expenses of the Scheftels company on publicity work at this time amounted to about $1,000 a day. Money for mine development on Ely Central was being spent as fast as it could be employed. We were trying to sell enough stock at a profit over the option price to defray the publicity expenses, keep the mine financed, and meet our payments on the option, but no more. We were not making any effort to liquidate on a large scale, MY ADVENTXJRES WITH YOUR MONEY 321 a fact which was reflected in the advancing quotations. When the price of Ely Central hit $4 in the market, the Scheftels company rated itself as worth from $3,000,- 000 to $4,000,000. I had visions of leading the Gug- genheims and Lewisohns and Thompsons up the Great White Way with rings in their noses. Nat. C. Good- win, who had a S5 per cent, interest in the Scheftels en- terprise, enjoyed similar visions, only his fancy ran to building new theaters for all-star casts. While Ely Central stock was going skyward aiid all the speculating world was making money in it, our pub- licity forces were busily driving the bald facts home re- garding La Rose, Cumberland-Ely, Nevada-Utah and other pets of the mighty. Our batteries never let up for a moment. These various attacked interests were getting ready to strike back. If their movements had been di- rected by an individual general they could not have worked with more community of interest. One day the sky fell in on us. The plans had been beautifully laid for our complete ruin. That we escaped utter annihila- tion was almost a miracle. On Wednesday, November 3d, the result of our mar- ket operations on the New York Curb was that we quit long on the day nearly 8,000 shares of Ely Central at an average price of $4. On the same -day our customers ordered the purchase of nearly twice as much stock as they ordered sold. This indicated to us that the Curb selling was professional. There was nothing very re- markable about this performance because brokers doing business on the Curb very frequently play the market for a fall. On Thursday, the day following, the Scheftels com- pany was again compelled to purchase stock on the Curb in excess of sales to the extent of 7,600 shares, while on 322 MY ADVENTUHES WITH YOUR MONEY the same day the buy orders of house customers exceeded their orders to sell at least three to one. The profes- sional selling was now accompanied by rumors on the Curb which spread like the smell of fire that trouble of some dire sort was pending for the Scheftels company. Most of this emanated from an embittered brokerage quarter and we paid little attention to it. On the succeeding day, Friday, November 5th, the professional selling was quieted to a point that compelled the Scheftels company to go long of only 6,600 shares on the day in its Curb market operations. The purchase of so small a block of stock excited no suspicion in the Scheftels camp, although it should have, because Schef- tels' customers on this day purchased more than four times as much stock as they ordered sold, pointing con- clusively to a great public demand and much shorting by professionals. Then came the coup de main. THE ASSAULT ON ELY CENTRAL THE 6th day of November fell on a Saturday. The New York Sun of that morning published under a scare head a vicious attack on the Ely Central promotion. The attack was based on an article which was credited in advance to the Engineering ^ Mining Journal and ap- peared in the Sun ahead of its publication in that weekly. The Sun had been furnished with advance proofs. The Ely Central project was stamped as a rank swindle. Everybody identified with It was raked over and I, par- ticularly, was pictured as an unprincipled and dangerous character, entirely unworthy of confidence and at the moment engaged In plucking the public of hundreds of thousands. It was stated that the Ely Central property MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 323 had been explored in the early days of the Ely camp and found of no value whatsoever from a mining standpoint. The Scheftels corporation was accused of setting out in a cold-blooded way to swindle investors on a bunco propo- sition. I was in my apartment at the Hotel Marie Antoinette at 9 A. M. when I read the Sun's story. The Scheftels company had thrown $85,000 behind the market during the three preceding market days to hold it against the at- tack of professionals. I called the Scheftels ofBce on the 'phone and gave in- structions that a certified check for $40,000 be sent to Wasserman Brothers, members of the New York Stock Exchange, with orders to purchase 10,000 shares of Ely Central at $4 1-8, which was the quotation at the close on the afternoon before. Orders to buy 15,000 shares more at the same figure were distributed among other brokers. The single order was given to Wasserman Brothers because I thought it good strategy. They are a house of undoubted great responsibility and it seemed to me that their presence in the market on the buying side would have an excellent tonic efi^ect. During the two hours' session I held the 'phone, re- ceiving five minute reports from the scene of action. Mr. Goodwin was at my side. At ten minutes to twelve the brokers had reported the purchase, on balance, of 24,225 shares. Had they purchased 675 shares more they would have completed the orders that were outstanding and it would have been up to me to decide whether to lend fur- ther support or not. By that time my figures showed that the Scheftels corporation had thrown behind the market $200,000 in four days to hold it and I was be- ginning to have " that funny feeling." During the last few minutes of the Saturday Curb session the selling 3M MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY ceased and it seemed that possibly my fears were un- founded. On Sunday, the 7th, my hopes went a-glimmering. All the New York papers featured scathing articles, using as authority the Engineering <§• Mining Journal's at- tack, which had appeared on the previous afternoon. Dispatches indicated, too, that the papers of Boston, Chicago, Los Angeles and San Francisco had played it up on the front page as the most shocking mining-stock scandal of the century. By Monday, the whole country had been plastered with the sensation. Of course my early Past, all of which was a family affair and had transpired fourteen years prior, long before I essayed to enter the mining promotion field, was dragged out of the skeleton-closet. It lent veri- similitude to the stories. After reading the Sunday newspapers, I grasped the meaning of the move and marshalled our forces. It was plain that we had been marked for the sacrifice. It looked as though we hadn't a chance in a million of weathering the onslaught if we lent the market further support. There were about 500,000 shares of Ely Central in the public's hands, and, without close to $2,000,000 in ready cash to throw behind the market, we could not be cer- tain of staying the tide. We didn't have anything like that sum. Personally I did not give up the fight, but the outlook was mighty blue. All day Sunday trusted clerks of the Scheftels com- pany worked on the books, making a statement of the " stop-loss " orders and " good-till-cancelled " orders of customers. On Monday morning the newspapers con- tained aftermath stories of the Engineering Sf Mining Journal's arraignment. The air was surcharged with the impending calamity. MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 325 THE CLASH OF BATTLE WITH a line of defense carefully outlined, I ap- proached the fray. First, the Scheftels corpora- tion placed with reliable brokers written orders to sell at the opening the stocks that were specified in the stop- loss and good-till-cancelled orders of customers. Not an order to sell a share of inside stock was given. It was also decided not to place any supporting orders until after the market opened and it could be determined with some degree of accuracy what the volume of stock amounted to that was pressing for sale. Just before the market opened I could see from my office window a dense crowd of brokers assembled around the Ely Central specialists. Although ominously silent, they were struggling for position and were tensely nerv- ous. It was plain that the over-Sunday anti-Scheftels newspaper publicity had racked Ely Central stockholders and created a panicky movement to liquidate, which was about to find vent in violent explosion. It was evident that the Scheftels corporation would have to conserve every resource if the day was to be saved. The market opened. Instantly there was terrific ac- tion. Hundreds of hands were waving wildly in the air. Everybody wanted to sell and nobody wanted to buy. The chorus was deafening. Screams rent the air. The tumult was heard blocks away. Every newspaper had a man on the spot. Brokers from the New York Stock Exchange left their posts and came to see the big show; the Stock Exchange was half emptied. The spectacle had been advertised widely and everybody was keenly awake and wrought up to a high pitch of excitement over what had been scheduled to occur. Had the Scheftels brokers been supplied with orders 326 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY to buy one-quarter of a million shares of stock at the clos- ing market price of the Saturday before, $4 1-8, it was very apparent that they would have been unable to hold the market. The opening sale was at $4. Downward to the $3 point the stock traveled, breaking from 25 to 50 cents between sales. Through $3 and on down to the $2 point the price crashed. Blocks of 10,000 shares were madly thrown into the vortex of trading. The Curb was a struggling, screaming, maddened throng of brokers. Every trader appeared to be determined to crush the mar- ket structure. At $2 a share there was a temporary check in the decline, but the bears renewed their on- slaught, gaining confidence by the outpour of selling or- ders. Within less than an hour after the opening the stock hit $1 1-2 a share. At this juncture the Scheftels broker in Ely Central reported that he had executed all the stop-loss and good-till-cancelled orders entrusted to him with the exception of 19,000 shares. " The Scheftels company will take the lot at $1 1-2," I said. In lending succor at $1 1-2 per share I was really stretching a point, although at this figure the net market shrinkage of the Ely Central capitalization was in ex- cess of $3,000,000. This melting of market value was awful to contemplate. On the other hand the newspaper agitation was unmitigated in its violence, stockholders were convulsed, a break of serious proportions was cer- tain, and it was up to me to conserve every dollar. The moment the Scheftels bid of $1.50 a share made its ap- pearance on the Curb and the selling from the same source for the account of customers was discontinued, it was seen that the force of the drive had spent itself, at least for the time being. Support now came from the " shorts." They started to cash their profits on their MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 327 short sales of the days previous. Crazed selling was transformed to frantic buying. The scene at this juncture was dramatic. It was the momentary culmination of a cumulative, convulsive cata- clysm. In refraining from selling for its own account the Scheftels corporation violated one of the sacred rules and privileges not only of the New York Curb but of the New York Stock Exchange. In both of these markets it is the custom, where brokers have advance information of an impending calamity, to beat the public to the market and get out their own lines first, leaving customers to take care of themselves. By deftly feeding stock to bargain hunters and to the " shorts " at intervals and buying stock when it pressed for sale from frightened holders at other periods the Scheftels company was able to support the market that afternoon to a close with sales recorded at $2 a share. The cash loss of the Scheftels company on its Curb trans- action in Ely Central that day was $60,000. This fresh sacrifice was needed to steady the market. Tuesday, the following day, the daily newspapers belched forth further tirades of abuse and calumny. The market crash in Ely Central was held up to the pub- lic as proof positive that the project was a daring swindle. The raid on the stock in the market was re- newed. A Johnstown flood of liquidation ensued. Fluctuations were violent. Opening at $2, the price was forced down to $1. It afterward rebounded to $2, but the waters would not subside, the stock was hammered again and it closed at $1 per share. To meet the on- coming emergencies the Scheftels corporation was obliged to fortify its cash reserve in the only one way that of- fered. It was compelled to convert a large part of its reserves of securities into cash and it had to sell on a de- 328 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUH MONEY dining market. Many accounts were withdrawn by timid customers, and the Scheftels company was further called upon to give stability to Rawhide Coalition and Bovard Consolidated, other stocks which it had been sponsoring in the markets. Loans were called by brokers with whom the Scheftels company was carrying stocks, deliveries were frantically tendered to the Scheftels company of stocks it had purchased at previous high levels, and a financial onslaught made generally that would undoubt- edly have sunk the Scheftels' ship but for the fact that we had backed-up in the nick of time, had measured our distance, had gone just so far and not too far, and had kept on the firing-line. An exceedingly gratifying feature of the sensational day was the way in which our friends stood by us. The venom and selfishness of the overwhelming assaults that had been made upon us convinced many of the public that we were being made the victims of a special attack, and with the natural impulse that governs honorable men they gave testimony to their confidence in us. On Wednesday the campaign terminated. Ely Cen- tral weakened an eighth from the $1 point, the closing of the day before, recovered to sales at $lf and closed at $li bid ; $1 5-8 asked. All day long our offices were thronged with newspaper reporters and with pale-faced and agitated customers. Our clients felt their helplessness in such a tumult of warring forces. The only thing they could do was to stand by and watch developments as the battle waged. It was a proud moment for me when, at the end of the day's market, I mounted the platform in the Scheftels custom- ers' trading-room, gave voice to a shrill cheer of triumph and wrote on the blackboard the following: MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 329 " We have not closed out a single margin account ! We are carrying everybody ! " The scene which followed warmed the cockles of my heart. I was literally mobbed, but it was a friendly mob. We all joined in a season of noisy rejoicing. That we should have been able to survive the three-days' siege with minimum losses to customers and without sacrificing a single margin account was a signal achievement. I doubt if there are many cases like it in the history of Wall Street. Scores of telegrams were received from out-of-town customers to whom the margin respite was wired. One of these read: You may look for a tidal wave of business. Your princely action warrants 21 guns for the House of Scheftels. Another one was to this eiFect : The whole situation was greased for your descent. It was a shoot-the-chutes and a bump-the-bumps proposition. Con- gratulations on your survival. Hundreds of letters of a similar tenor poured in upon us. Many of these came from the camp of Ely itself, where large blocks of the stock were held by mining men on the ground. Thursday the stock closed at $11; Friday it advanced to sales at $1 7-8 and hung there. The Scheftels organization now drew its first long breath. Friends and enemies alike marveled how the cor- poration had managed to survive. We had held the fort, but at murderous cost. I got busy with the publicity forces at my command. Through the Scheftels Market Letter and the Mining 330 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY Financial News the story was told of the whole dastardly campaign. The Weekly Market Letter of the Scheftels company on November 13, 1909, devoted 24 columns to the story of the raid. That the Guggenheim-managed Nevada Consolidated was well pleased with the publication of the Engineering Sj- Mining Journal's attack seemed clear to me. The reason was this : In its attack the Engineering Sj- Mining Journal stated that two drillholes put down by the Ne- vada Consolidated in the immediate vicinity of Ely Cen- tral had failed to show better than nine-tenths of one per cent, copper ore which, the article said, was below com- mercial grade. (At this late date, October, 1911, they are mining ore in the steam-shovel pit of the Nevada Con- solidated that will not average more than eight-tenths of one per cent, copper transporting it to the concentra- tor, more than twenty miles away, and treating it at a profit. But this is not the point.) An engineer of in- ternational prominence telegraphed the Scheftels com- pany from Ely as follows: Two drill holes mentioned in Engineering Sj Mining Jour- nal article were completed only last week. Results must have been telegraphed to New York. These holes gave great trouble on account of caving ground. I heard drill runners say they were stopped on that account and were in ore in bottom. In any case, it is not conclusive of unpayable ore in vicinity. This condition often occurs. I could write a book in reply to the Engineering <§• Mining Journal's tirade, showing the utter flimsiness of the statements it made. Limited space forbids anything more than an outline. Charles S. Herzig was employed to report confiden- MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 331 tially on the property. Mr. Herzig's report was later checked up by Dr. Walter Harvey Weed, a great copper geologist of known high standing who was formerly one of the principal experts of the United States Geological Survey and was himself a frequent contributor to the Engineering <§■ Mining Journal. Dr. Walter Harvey Weed wired to the C. L. Constant Company, the metal- lurgists and mining engineers, from Ely, as follows: After making a most thorough examination my opinion is Southern part Ely Central property is covered by rhyolite capping. Geological evidence demonstrates that the por- phyry extends eastward (through Ely Central) from steam- shovel pit and with excellent chance of containing commercial ore beneath a leached zone. A well defined strong Fault sep- arates steam-shovel ore from rhyolite area and this Fault Plane may carry copper glance (very rich copper ore) of re- cent origin, due to descending solutions. The iron-stained jasperoid croppings in the limestone areas give promise of making ore in depth on Ely Central property as they do in Giroux. The Engineering (§• Mining Journal said in its article that the northern portion of Ely Central showed the Arcturus limestone of the district. It stated that in this limestone at various places there is a little mineraliza- tion but never during the history of the district were any profitable results obtained. As against this. Engineers Farish, Herzig and Weed reported that the limestone areas on Ely Central would likely show the presence of mines. As a matter of fact, Giroux, neighbor of Ely Central, had sunk through this limestone and opened one of the richest bodies of copper ore ever disclosed. The Engineering Sc Mining Journal said that in rep- resenting that pay ore is likely to exist in the area of 332 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY Ely Central sandwiched in between the two big mines of Nevada Consolidated, the Scheftels company was prac- ticing deception. Not only did Messrs. Farish, Herzig and Weed report in favor of the likelihood, but it is now a commonly accepted fact that, unless all known geologi- cal indications are deceptive, Ely Central has the ore in this stretch of territory. A report made as late as Sep- tember, 1911, by engineer Richard T. Pierce, for the reorganization committee of Ely Central, expresses the opinion that an area 1,300 feet by 1,900 feet at the south- east end of the Eureka workings " will be found to con- tain mineralized porphyry, with reasonable assurance that commercial ore will be had in it." Mr. Herzig's first telegram from Ely after examining the Ely Central property was to this effect: There is no question that the rhyolite was deposited in Ely Central after the enrichment of the porphyry. The Fault that limits the rhyolite in the Nevada Consolidated pit is in- dicated by several feet thickness of crushed mineralized por- phyry-rhyolite ore, which is a positive evidence that the por- phyry was enriched before the faulting. The limestone and contact areas owned by the company, in my opinion, have great potential value. The indications are in every way simi- lar to Bisbee. Rich carbonate ore has been encountered on the Clipper and Monarch claims of Ely Central and I look for- ward to seeing big ore bodies opened up at these places. Reports of both these engineers, many thousand words in length, made later, confirm these messages. What probably convinced me more than anything else of the inaccuracy of the statement regarding the Ely Central property by the Engineering i^ Mining Journal was the attitude of Charles S. Herzig. He is my brother. MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY 333 Up to within thirty days of the appearance of the at- tack in the Engineering <§• Mining Journal I had not set eyes on him in fifteen years. A graduate of the Columbia School of Mines, he had in the interim examined mining properties in South Africa, Egypt, Australia, the East Indies, Siberia, every European country, Canada, Mex- ico, Central America, South America and the United States in the interests of some of the world's greatest financiers. These expert examinations had covered de- posits of gold, silver, copper, lead, zinc, coal and other minerals. In the engineering profession he is known as an expert who has his first failure yet to record. His standing is unquestioned as an engineer and a mine- valuer. I had heard some criticism of the Parish report, made by engineers of the modern school, in which it was pointed out that Colonel Farish had failed to give scientific rea- sons for all of his deductions. I asked Captain W. Mur- doch Wiley, then a member of the C. L. Constant Com- pany, assayers, metallurgists and mining engineers, whether he could induce my brother to make an examina- tion. I did not approach Charles myself, because we had been estranged. So it was that when he returned from Europe after an absence of many years, he had not even looked me up. Captain Wiley arranged for a meeting at the Engineers' Club. I went there, and was formally in- troduced by Captain Wiley to my brother across a table. " What will you take to make a report on Ely Central? " I asked in the same matter-of-fact way I would have ad- dressed a stranger. " What's the purpose of the report ? " " The Scheftels company wants confidential, expert in- formation such as you are qualified to give as to the value and prospects of the property," I answered. 334 MY ADVENTURES WITH YOUR MONEY " I'll take $5,000," he said, " but only on one condition. I am going to the Ely and Ray districts to report for English capitalists, and I can take your property in at the same time. My report is not to be published and I reserve the right to make a verbal instead of a written one. If you really want to know what I think of the property, I am quite willing to give it a careful ex- amination and let you know. Because of the stock-mar- ket campaign you are making, I would not accept your offer if, did I report favorably, your idea would be to make use of the report in the market." The bargain was struck. A few days later Mr. Her- zig received $2,500 from the Scheftels company, on ac- count, and a check for traveling expenses. He left for Ely. On the Saturday morning when the New York Sun article appeared containing the excerpts from the En- gineering (§• Mining Journal's onslaught. I wired my brother substantially as follows : Savage attack in Engineering <^ Mining Journal on Ely Central. If your report on property is favorable, I beg you to let us have it by wire and allow the use of it to counteract. An hour later I followed it up with another message telling him not to wire any report. I set forth that be- cause he was my brother, it might prove of little avail, now that the publication had been made, and that it might only tend to do him personal damage in the pro- fession because of the unqualified manner in which the Engineering 6f Mining Journal had taken a stand against the property. In reply he wired Captain W. Murdoch Wiley the short but decisive report already quoted herein, regarding the geological reasons why Ely Central should MY ADVENTIURES WITH YOUR MONEY 335 have the ore, which afterward was fully verified by Dr. Walter Harvey Weed in the message also reproduced in the foregoing. In a letter from Ely to Captain Wiley confirming the message, the original of which is in my possession, Mr. Herzig said: I have formed a very favorable opinion of the property. I feel that it has the making of a big mine, and under the cir- cumstances I am willing to stand a little racket for a time. The same day he wired Captain Wiley to buy for his account 2,500 shares of Ely Central at the market price, which order was executed through the Scheftels com- pany. Editor Ingalls of the Engineering Sj- Mining Journal and my brother had been friends for years. My brother had been employed early in his career by the Lewisohns, Guggenheims and the Anaconda Copper Company, and later in Europe, Australia and India by mine operators of even higher class. Up to the time when the Engineer- ing