86 WALL STREET AND THE WILDS 



Shylock terms the gold which some sanguine bull 

 had purchased beyond his ability to carry. 



I stood alone, without support or sympathy in 

 my position in the market, and the burden was 

 almost greater than I could bear, but I felt there 

 was balm in Gilead when I saw how the market 

 receded if I offered to sell and when one after 

 another of the most rabid bulls came to me for 

 help to carry his gold. It was onfy after many 

 successful campaigns had given me the courage 

 of my convictions that I dared to dominate the 

 market and if a bull pool attempted to lift the 

 price to swamp it with millions. 



I was first annoyed and afterwards pleased 

 when cartoons were passed around picturing me 

 as the little Napoleon with more or less striking 

 sayings as legends. They helped my game and 

 stiffened my spine when a strong play had to be 

 made. It came to be accepted that in the fre- 

 quent single combats when amounts increased 

 from tens to hundreds of thousands and perhaps 

 touched millions I would never recede but if I 

 were the buyer, would take all my opponent 



