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And again the price of wheat declined. In the first week in April, at the end of the third winter of Jadwin's married life, May wheat was selling on the floor of the Chicago Board of Trade at sixty-four, the July option at sixty-five, the September at sixty-six and an eighth. During February of the same year Jadwin had sold short five hundred thousand bushels of May.
All at once, whirling about and facing the other, he said quickly: "You are short to our firm two million bushels at a dollar a bushel." "Nothing of the sort," cried the other. "It's a million and a half." Jadwin could not forbear a twinkle of grim humour as he saw how easily Scannel had fallen into the trap. "You're short a million and a half, then," he repeated.
Hey see how the thing bunches up. Pretty neat, isn't it?" He turned from the picture and rolled his eyes about the room. "Well, well," he murmured. "This certainly is the real thing, J. I suppose, now, it all represents a pretty big pot of money." "I'm not quite used to it yet myself," said Jadwin. "I was in here last Sunday, thinking it all over, the new house, and the money and all.
The sun was just coming up when Sanderson called softly to the others. "He's moving," said the hunter, and in a few minutes Jadwin took to the trail as before, and the others came after with the horses. The way was now more difficult than ever, and they had numerous small streams to cross.
I suppose I care as much for Mr. Jadwin as I ever will care for any man. I suppose I must be cold and unemotional." Mrs. Cressler could not restrain a movement of surprise. "You unemotional? Why, I thought you just said, Laura, that you had imagined love would be like Juliet and like that girl in 'Faust' that it was going to shake you all to pieces." "Did I say that?
"Yes he did when I could get him to talk seriously about it, and when I made him remember how Mr. Jadwin had spoken in the carriage coming home." Laura curled her leg under her and sat nursing her foot and looking into the fire. For a long time neither spoke. A little clock of brass and black marble began to chime, very prettily, the half hour of nine. Mrs.
In the box the conversation turned upon stage management, and Corthell told how, in "L'Africaine," at the Opera, in Paris, the entire superstructure of the stage wings, drops, and backs turned when Vasco da Gama put the ship about. Jadwin having criticised the effect because none of the actors turned with it, was voted a Philistine by Mrs. Cressler and Corthell. But as he was about to answer, Mrs.
Sam, we can corner the market!" III. The Corner Breaks The high prices meant a great increase of wheat acreage. In June the preliminary returns showed 4,000,000 more acres under wheat in the two states of Dakota alone, and in spite of all Gretry's remonstrances, Jadwin still held on, determined to keep up prices to July. But now it had become vitally necessary for Jadwin to sell out his holdings.
"No, no. I'll deposit them at once in the Illinois Trust. I shall ask I should like." "I'll send a clerk with you." "Yes, yes, that is about what what I what I was about to suggest. But I must say, Mr. Jadwin " He began to stammer his thanks. But Jadwin cut him off. Rising, he guided Hargus to the door, one hand on his shoulder, and at the entrance to the outer office called a clerk. "Take Mr.
"Well, we'll start a new game. Sam, I'll give you six balls and beat you in" he looked at his watch "beat you before half-past nine." "For a dollar?" "I never bet, Sam, and you know it." Half an hour later Jadwin said: "Shall we go down and join the ladies? Don't put out your cigar. That's one bargain I made with Laura before we moved in here that smoking was allowable everywhere."
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