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supper passed by without much conversation, and the old folks at nine o'clock went to bed, leaving Caleb up and reading in the kitchen. Soon after the departure of his parents Caleb went to the clock, removed the striking weight ("A good omen that," said he to himself), and set forward the hands an hour. He then retired to his own room, and waited.

At half past 11 o'clock, with characteristic punctuality, the Deacon arose and called his son, and began the annual lecture. "Caleb, my dear son," said he, "you are now almost a man, and are about to enter on the world as your own master. It is a serious crisis, my son, in your life. Hereater there will be no one to administer wholesome correction, for to-night for the last time must I perform that solemn duty. My son, take off your coat!" Caleb obeyed, but lifted the candle toward the clock and looked so earnestly toward it as to excite his father's attention. The old man's eyes followed in the same direction, and, behold! it was almost one o'clock! "My stars, Caleb!" cried he, "I've overslept myself. It's too late. 'The sceptre has departed.' You are a man. Go back to bed. Good-night."

For once in his life the Deacon had been taken in. Caleb was prompt in his obedience, his mother quite accidentally let fall the candle and thus put out the light, and then, tenderly slipping her arm around her husband, gently drew him out of the room.

And here must now end my sketch of good old Deacon Marvin. He has long since "been gathered to his fathers," and "slept the sleep of the just." I will only add that to the day of his death, and when Caleb and Joshua were men in middle life, alike prosperous and honored, their father fully believed in the wisdom of his twin system of education, and proudly pointed to his "boys" for proof.

WALL STREET IN WAR TIME.

"THE battle of Bull Run," said a late emi

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nent financier, who would have been worth millions and might have ruled the monetary spheres, had he only kept to the straight path, and eschewed Indiana State Bonds-"the battle of Bull Run makes the fortune of every man in Wall Street who is not a natural idiot."

He foresaw a long war, great expenditures, and consequently, taxes being almost unknown, vast issues of paper-money, with their inevitable results, namely, active speculation, an advance in the price of all articles exchangeable for money, and unparalleled vicissitudes of fortune. And he went to work and bought 75,000 shares of stock on the spot. It was moderate, under the circumstances, considering the low prices of stocks, and the improving condition of the railways, to look for an average advance of twenty per cent. This would give him a profit of $1,500,000. But the advance would probably be nearer forty than twenty. Forty would give him three millions. With that he would for

the present remain satisfied. So he counted his brood in the egg.

Unfortunately, in Wall Street, the soundest calculations are apt to fail where the speculator is hampered by considerations of time. The laws of trade always vindicate themselves in the end, but sometimes they are a long time about it. So it fell out that our wise friend, after waiting an unconscionable time, and going through panic after panic with sore loss, was brought up standing, just before the realization of his plans, by one of those accidents which will happen to enterprising people. How shall I describe it? He had a quarrel with the District Attorney about some bonds. Out West, they print their State bonds in a book like a primer. When the State wants money, the Treasurer cuts out a page or two, and signing his name, sells them. Some States are said to have whole libraries of such books. It would be handy for a Wall Street speculator to have a few volumes of such a library lying loose in his desk, and a complaisant friend to sign the pages as required. Of course no one in Wall Street ever had such books, or "sported" pages of them till they were thick in the hands of money-lenders as leaves in Vallombrosa. But still our far-seeing friend did have a controversy of some bitterness with the District Attorney about bonds, and the end of it was that he (not the Attorney) was blotted out of Wall Street, and went away to die in the West, leaving others to reap the harvest he had counted on. His profits, but for this accident, would have been far more than double his most sanguine hopes.

Paper-money brought every one into Wall Street, and interested every family in the ups and downs of stocks. It circulated like fertilizing dew throughout the land, generating enterprise, facilitating industry, developing internal trade; the railways found their business increase beyond their most sanguine expectations; dividend-paying roads had extra profits to divide; embarrassed enterprises cleared off their debts, and became lucrative to their owners; every body wanted to own railway property. Within a few weeks after the first issue of legal tenders, stocks began to rise, and rose steadily, with slight interruptions, till April, 1864, when Mr. Chase, by selling his surplus gold for legal tenders, created an unexpected money panic, and the whole fabric of stock speculation toppled to the earth, overwhelming in the ruin thousands of unlucky operators.

It is keeping within bounds to say that $250,000,000-in paper-money-was realized as profits by the operators in stocks between 1862 and 1864. The difference between the aggregate price of the railroad and miscellaneous shares and bonds dealt in on our Stock Exchange at mid-summer, 1862, and the price of the same securities on 1st August, 1864, is more than that sum. Many popular shares rose 300 per cent.

This profit was divided among many thousands of people. In 1863, and in the first quarter of 1864, every body seemed to be speculating

in stocks. Nothing else was talked of at clubs, in the streets, at the theatres, in drawing-rooms. Ladies privately pledged their diamonds as margin with brokers, and astonished their husbands with the display of their gains. Clergymen staked their salary, and some of them realized in a few months more than they could have made by a lifetime of preaching. One man, who had nothing in the world but a horse, sent him to a broker's stable, and persuaded the broker to buy him a hundred shares; he drew from the broker, a few months after, a balance of $300,000. There is no record in Wall Street, as there was in the Rue Quincampoix, of a humpbacked man making a fortune by renting out his hump as a desk to street gamblers; but two or three different people realized a handsome competency by hiring a convenient room for stock gamblers to meet in, and charging a moderate entrance-fee. The same subject was uppermost in every man's mind. A party of travelers were seated in a public room at the Delavan House, at Albany. A man rushed in breathless, exclaiming: "It sold at twenty!"

They all sprang to their feet, with exclamations of astonishment and delight. None of them required to be told that "it" was Erie, and "twenty" was 120.

The labors and profits of the brokers were enormous. One house checked more than once for $4,000,000 in a day. A day's commissions, in the case of a leading firm, were not unfrequently $5000. Nearly all the leading members of the board lost their voices from constant bawling, and talked in the evening as though they were in the last stage of bronchitis; clerks seldom left their offices before 11 or 12 г.M., a liberal dinner at Delmonico's being allowed by their employers as a stimulus to exertion. The day was not long enough for the gamblers.

At half past 8 A.M. they began to collect in William Street, and by half past 10 the police could hardly keep the thoroughfare open. All day long the crowd ebbed and flowed between the boards and the street, shouting, screaming, swearing, quarreling, tussling, and not a few of them cheating and lying. A man-milliner from up-town, of short stature but prodigious lungs, was always a leading personage in the crowd: his bids rose like muffled thunder from under other men's coat-tails. The little rogue made $100,000, and went off to Europe with it, to study, as he said, “de newe fashions for my emporium." When evening fell the throng adjourned to the Fifth Avenue Hotel, and the rooms adjacent, which were hired for the purpose. There night was made hideous by discordant bids and offers-often till every one in the neighborhood was or wished to be asleep. The Fifth Avenue Board, on an exciting night, was probably the nearest approach to Pandemonium we can hope to witness on this earth.

OF BULLS AND BEARS.

Nobody needs to be told that a bull is an operator who buys stocks for the rise, and a

bear one who sells them for the fall. The former is said, in Wall Street parlance, to" go long" of a stock when he buys; the other to "sell short." When a man has bought 500 Erie expecting it to rise he is said to be "long of Erie ;" if he has sold 500 Hudson for future delivery, expecting it to fall, he is pronounced "short of Hudson." There are many ways of buying and selling stocks. People who have plenty of money buy for cash or "regular"-which means that the stock will be delivered and paid for next day. Others buy on "buyer's option," so many days; in which case the buyer has a right to call for the stock at any time before the maturity of the contract, and does not pay for it till then. Stocks may be sold for cash, or regular; or on seller's option, so many days, in which case the seller may deliver on any day prior to the maturity of the contract and can not be called upon for the stock till then. As a rule, outsiders-by which term is meant all persons who speculate in stocks without being brokers or professional speculators-buy on buyers' options, and sell on sellers' options.

Most Wall Street operators are bull or bear by turns, according to their views of the tendency of the market. These persons very seldom make money. The gift of average foresight is rare, and the variety of circumstances which influence prices in Wall Street so vast, that no mortal can presume to foresee them all. Exceptional periods occur every few years when shrewdness will enable an operator to discern the general drift of the market, But, in ordinary times, chance rules the day. If Smith or Brown make $100 to-day by bulling Erie, ten to one he loses it to-morrow by bearing Central or bulling Hudson. There are, and always have been, a very large number of persons in Wall Street who have no other means of living than speculations in stocks, and yet who live and live well. But if the private affairs of these gentry were known, it would be found that all or nearly all have been "lame ducks" at some time or other; that is to say, owe money which they can not pay. It was a saying of one of the oldest and boldest operators of the street that he intended some day to paper his study with the promissory notes of his brethren. His own are cheap enough now.

The clerk-a confidential clerk of a very leading Wall Street operator, a man who sold and bought tens of thousands of shares daily on his own account, according to his view of the market was charged with frequenting a gamblinghouse.

"Can this be true, Sir?" angrily asked his employer. "Are you not ashamed of yourself?"

"Not in the least, Sir. The only difference between us is that you gamble for thousands at the Board while I gamble for hundreds at a farotable."

It will not do, however, to regard the parallel as exact. A man who buys Erie because he knows that the earnings of the road are increas

ing largely, or who sells Hudson because he knows it has a floating debt which will interfere with dividends, has some reason for his act which the faro gambler has not. But the bulk of the Wall Street operators buy and sell with very little more ground for the faith that is in them than the man who bets on the red, or "goes his pile" at poker.

All bulls, of course, are not like Marcus, and all bears are not Cassiuses. There is Trimalchio, for instance, a steady bear, but not a bad fellow in his way; he has made and lost three or four fortunes; is apt to strut and look over men's heads when he has made a hit, but is very friendly and polite when fortune deserts him: he alludes to the impending collapse with a sigh of sympathy, and, I dare say, would give a trifle to the widows and orphans whose ruin will make his fortune. Many men are bears from natural caution, and abstain from operating except in times of general excitement and speculation when values are inflated. The leaders of the street have generally been bears, from the veteran Jacob, who thought nothing of selling short the entire capital stock of a road in a morning, down to Mr. Slyboots, who knows so much more than other people that betting against him is like playing with loaded dice.

The true bull and the true bear are born so. They do not change. Marcus is a man you can place at a glance: a cheerful, jovial fellow, who thinks the world a good place to live in, and its arrangements generally satisfactory; who has faith in human progress, takes stock in new enterprises, believed in the telegraph, railroads, the oceanic cable from the first; is ready to help a poor fellow in distress, or to credit any reasonably probable good news. He looks on the bright side of things, and is a bull. He was a bull at his games at school, and will die a bull in Wall Street. He regards the crisis of 1857 Both classes of operators are useful and even as artificial, and all declines in values as the ne- essential. But for the bulls no enterprise would farious work of rascally speculators. When the ever be carried into effect. And when rogues bears have sway Marcus loses money and some- try to gull the public with fraudulent schemes, times temper. But his indignation is honest, and to foist worthless stock on' unsuspecting inopen, and manly. You can't persuade him that vestors, the bear looms up as the protector of men are all rogues and railroad reports all lies. his species, and by selling the trash "short" de"There's a good time coming, boys," is his fa-velops its want of value and warns the dupes of vorite air. He gets constantly imposed upon their danger. When values are too low, the bull by knaves, owing to his credulity; but experi- reinstates them. When they rise too high, the ence does not harden his heart. Genial old fel-bear interposes and checks the enthusiasm of low, he has hosts of friends and hardly an en- the sanguine. emy!

The bulls had their carnival in 1863 and the Cassius is a very different mould of man. He beginning of 1864. The bears had theirs in 1857, was born, bred, and lives a bear. Distrust is his and again in the later months of 1864, and the prominent trait. From his youth he was a commencement, thus far, of 1865. The contest doubter and scorner. He sneered at the tele- of 1857 was severe, though the result was never graph, and for a long time expected railways to doubtful. Our railroads were inefficiently manbe done away with and stage-coaches to be re-aged. There was not traffic enough for all of instated. He has no faith in men or things. them, and a large number were declaring diviThe former are generally knaves, the latter per-dends which had not been earned. Most of ishable. He sells railway stocks so confidently them were groaning under constantly increasing on the expectation of accidents that he is rather floating debts. Under these circumstances it disappointed when he don't find one in the morn- was clear that they must decline in public favor ing paper. He is ready to take the odds against as investments, and it was merely a question of the happening of any expected event which is time when the fall would come. An organizagenerally wished for. He don't believe in news tion of about a dozen large operators was formed unless it is bad news, or in men, unless, like under the title of "The Observatory," comprising himself, they are laden with distrust. Twenty a large proportion of the capital and financial years' indulgence in these feelings render him at skill of the street. They operated for the fall forty a sour, unsavory companion, apt to be snap- with vigor and ability. It is not a little curious pish in conversation, and uncongenial. For, to note, however, that their ultimate success was you see, he makes his money out of misfortune. due to an event which had by no means entered Bankruptcy, Civil Turmoil, Disaster, and Acci- into their calculations. They had based their dent, are the evil spirits which bring him riches. sales exclusively on the unsound condition of The sight of prosperity annoys him. A com- the railways, whereas the crisis of 1857, which panion who had listened impatiently, on a walk caused the great decline in values, was the redown Broadway, to his demonstration of the ut-sult of general overtrading and an excessive ter unsoundness of every thing and every body, and of the impending ruin of the whole commercial community, at last in despair pointed to Stewart's building on Chambers Street, and said:

"That building is substantial, at all events!" "Bet you it comes down in some storm," was the prompt answer.

drain of specie to Europe. The Observatory made a net profit of $1,500,000 @ $2,000,000 less than some individuals realized on the bull side in 1863. The loss to the public, exclusive of losses in merchandise, was not less than $200,000,000.

The bulls had a carnival, based on the development of gold in California, which lasted

from 1852 to 1855, and made many fortunes. | less brilliant, but more meteoric. He, too, had But the most brilliant of their campaigns was read the signs of the times, and after feeling his that of 1863. Paper-money was its base; its way for some months, at length struck a vein. success was due to the large earnings of the He achieved fame and fortune in a few days. railroads caused by the development of internal His personal prestige was at one time greater trade. than was ever enjoyed by any man in Wall Street. People of all kinds thronged his office and begged him to give them just a hint-the least hint, and they would be his friends forever. If he whispered "Rock Island," scores of sensible men rushed to their brokers and ordered Rock Island bought. Not that they knew why they were buying it: they had a hint from the Great Man, and that was sufficient. A Company, respectable enough, and with a fine property which they were desirous of bringing before the public, actually paid him the enormous fee of $165,000 to allow the subscription books to be opened at his office, and his name to appear in the list of directors. Speculators paid him extravagant commissions to buy stocks for them, in the hope that the public might think he was buying them for himself. To his friends he was a generous fellow, and in his wild, extravagant way would tell them:

The crisis of 1857, and the short crops which followed, had impoverished the West, reduced railroad receipts to so low an ebb that they barely paid expenses, and destroyed public confidence in railroad property. Many railroads had passed out of the hands of their owners into those of receivers, and had been reorganized. Others were struggling painfully under an intolerable load of floating debt. The bountiful crops of 1859 and 1860 were beginning to restore them to something like prosperity when the war panic-which followed the election of Mr. Lincoln-again revived distrust, checked trade, and plunged holders of railroad property into despair. It was not till two years afterward that the depression began to be overcome. In 1862 the bulls showed their heads againfortified by paper-money and increased railroad earnings. Two brothers, not associated in business, but both clear-headed, bold, and with that instinct d'agiotage which a man must have to be very successful in stocks, began to attract attention by the boldness of their purchases. Another man, whom few persons knew, but who was said to have been an unlucky curbstone operator for some years, commenced dealing on a capital of two or three thousand dollars, and soon became a prominent figure at the "coal-hole." He enjoyed the acquaintance if not the patronage of a great millionaire; and when he was most audacious in his purchases, it was always suspected that he was acting for his potential friend-which helped his credit and gave him prestige to no sinal extent. Keen, shrewd, and now at last lucky, his first ventures were successful beyond his hopes; in six months his $3000 had swelled to one hundred times that amount, and he was recognized as a leader. When he rose in the coal-hole to bid, as he generally did, "seller three or thirty," with his eyes flashing, and his slender frame vibrating with excitement-an associate or friend beside him with book and pencil to note down his purchases-by-standers looked on with admiration, bears hastened to cover their shorts, and the large class of speculators, who get their thinking done by other people, lost no time in following in his track. A man with prestige can operate à coup sûr: he has always following enough to relieve him of his stocks at a profit if he repents his purchases. This was the fortune of this man; for a long time every thing he touched turned to gold, because he could make his operations certain. And his shrewdness did not fail him at the last. For some time before the great crash of April he had foreseen and foretold it. It found him prepared; and of the great fortunes won in 1863, his is one of the very few which has been preserved.

Another leading operator made a display not

"Boys, I'll make a million for each of you before I've done."

He was something more than a mere gambler. As an arithmetician he never had his equal in the street, and his grasp of financial questions was so true and comprehensive that, at one meeting, he persuaded one of our soundest Boards of railroad managers to depart from the policy they had established, and pursue a new one under his guidance. The misfortune with him was that at last he began to believe in himself. From that moment he was a doomed man. The moment a man in Wall Street begins to think he knows more than other people his ruin is a mere question of time. When this misfortune befell the operator of whom we speak, he determined to make not two or three millions but eight or ten; not to control one stock, but half a dozen. Bankers and banks were ready enough to humor him. Where he had borrowed a million they lent him two; and president and cashier slyly examined his collaterals, and laid in a couple of hundred each of the same sort for their private pocket. If Mr. Chase had not been seized with the fine notion of selling gold for greenbacks, and if nothing else of the like nature had happened, there is no saying how many millions this great operator might not have realized, and what income-tax he would have paid. Unfortunately, the dread day of April came, and found him expanded to the utmost extent. Banks and bankers called for their money, and would hear of no excuse. Private lenders called for more margin. Customers called for their balances. The struggle was brief. One morning the word was passed round:

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smacks and other craft which had followed in cornerers of conspiracy, and denounced the corhis wake shared his fate.

It was a bad time for Uncle Sam's incometax commissioners. The decline was so rapid that not only did speculators lose, but brokers, money-lenders, and others, who had no interest in the operations of the day, were involved in the general catastrophe. Stocks fell 15 per cent. on Saturday, and then, though every body said they would naturally react on Monday, they fell 15 per cent. more on that day. No such decline had ever been witnessed in Wall Street, and people were new to the alternate inflations and panics which are the characteristics of paper-money eras. Very few had time to save themselves. Several thousands of individuals who had made during the year preceding fortunes varying from $25,000 to $250,000 found themselves stripped in a week. Of those who survived the subsequent decline slaughtered the greater part. Speculation in stocks received a blow from which it has not since recovered.

A few figures will explain the extent of the losses which have fallen upon stock gamblers since last 1st of April. Erie, which sold when the war began at 30, rose to 130, fell in April to 105, and has since sold at 66. Reading, which sold in 1861 at 55, rose to 160, and has since sold at 102. Toledo sold at 28 in 1861, at 160 in 1863, and at 103 since. Michigan Southern sold at 30 in 1862, at 118 in 1863, and at 61 since. Pittsburg rose from 22 to 129, and has since fallen to 80. Rock Island rose from 40 to 150, and has since sold at 88. It will be remembered that the figures at which these properties sold at the beginning of the war were in gold, and that the roads were not then earning money; whereas the subsequent figures are in a currency worth 50 per cent, in gold, and the roads are all earning dividends.

ner as a piece of roguery; the bulls retorted by inquiring why their antagonists had sold that which they did not possess and apparently could not procure. After much altercation, the dispute was referred to the Board of Brokers, and that body, new to such points, actually decided in favor of the shorts, pronouncing a verdict which virtually relieved them from the necessity of fulfilling their contracts, on the ground that the corner was a conspiracy.

The Board has grown wiser since then. In our time, if a man is cornered, he can get neither relief nor sympathy by applying to the Board. He must deliver or break. The trouble with the parties who cornered Morris Canal was that, like Galileo, they were before their time.

There have been three great corners within the past year or two; one in Hudson River, one in Harlem, one in Rock Island-each of the three organized by a master of the art. Of these the most profitable was the one in Hudson River, the most thorough the one in Harlem.

Hudson came to be cornered accidentally. In a dull, inanimate state of the market the chronic bears were amusing themselves by "hammering," i. e., pressing down the price of Hudson, which did not happen to have any particular friend in the Board. This pastime of theirs was not relished by a large holder of Hudson, then disporting himself during the dog days on board his yacht; and chancing to revolve the matter in his head as he lay with a friend on a pile of deals on a wharf in the North River one morning between four and five, it occurred to him that with proper ingenuity a rod might be set in pickle for these trespassers. Orders went that morning to confidential brokers to take all the sellers' options in Hudson. This was repeated for several days, until the buyers had a pretty large pile of options. Cash stock was then taken as quietly as possible, until the Every body knows what the corner of a street market was bare. A brief caleulation showed is, or the corner of a room. A Wall Street that the buyers had secured either as cash or "corner" has no affinity with either of these. contract stock, all the Hudson in existence, with It is derived from the popular verb to "corner," the exception of a very few shares which were i. e., to embarrass beyond chance of escape. A not likely to come on the market. A new stock operator is cornered when he has sold stock manœuvre was then developed. Application short which he can not procure for delivery, and was made to several leading bear houses to a stock is said to be cornered when a bold opera-"turn" Hudson; that is to say, to buy it for tor or a clique buys it all up, and then calls upon the bears who have sold it short to "stand and deliver." Great corners are among the memorable events of the street.

OF CORNERS.

The first great corner on record was engineered some twenty or thirty years ago in Morris Canal stock, a long since forgotten fancy. Most of the operators in the Board and in the street believed it to be ruling above its value and sold it short. On this a shrewd clique bought up all the loose stock and locked it in a trunk. The shorts discovered, as their contracts matured, that there was no stock to be had except of the cornering clique, and they demanded an exorbitant price. Dismay prevailed on all sides. There was no precedent for the case. The bears accused the

cash from the cornering party, and to sell it back to them on buyers' option for ten, twenty, or thirty days. This indicated or was regarded as indicating weakness on the part of the cornerers; it looked as though they were short of money; the bears eagerly "turned" several thousand shares for the usual difference, and instantly threw on the market the cash stock, which the cornerers privately bought.

All being now ripe, the trap was sprung. Many of the sellers' options began to mature. There was no Hudson to be had. On that morning when the chief of the party lay on the deals thinking of his margins Hudson was 112; it now rose to 180. On one hundred shares, thoughtlessly sold, the loss was $6800. There

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