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...thick grey hair rumpled, his face twisted into a wry smile, Bear Brush announced: "I'm going to be shot when I get back to New York." Senator Brookhart: Have they got rackets like Al Capone up there? Mr. Brush: Al Capone is a piker compared to that racket...
...Before the committee reviewing stand began to pass a parade of almost legendary figures-men whose names committeemen and the Wall-Street-conscious public had linked with million-dollar deals, but whose persons had hitherto been concealed in the abysses of Wall Street. Leading the parade was Matthew Chauncey Brush. In marked contrast to Mr. Whitney's quiet precision (which irritated Chairman Norbeck to the point of shouting: "You're hopeless!") was the bluff readiness-to-tell-all of Witness Brush. Mr. Brush greeted Counsel Gray (an old friend), blithely told how he started in Boston with "pretty...
...Bear Brush vigorously opposed abolition of short selling. If no bears sold against foolish bidding or covered when there was foolish selling, he said, there would be "terrific swings" in the market. "The use of dummy names has advantages and disadvantages. If word got round that some bad actor was selling short, the market might fall out of bed." He said that pushing a stock up is as bad as pushing it down -"especially if it's done just at the close of day's market. The fellow out on Keokuk tells his brother over a stein...
...Yorkers smiled, remembered colorful Mr. Brush's reputation for giving a party every night, for sending birthday telegrams to hundreds of people. He has a passion for elephants, owns 1,100 elephant figures in gold, ivory, wood, silver. Once he had a live one hoisted to the roof of a hotel where he was giving a party...
...Witness Brush was, of course, speaking figuratively. His mind was dimly echoing a name once famed in Chicago, "Heinie Keboobler." That was the name of two famed oldtime saloons -one on Quincy Street, one on South State. Both were full of practical-joking devices-stairways which suddenly folded under you, telephones that spit in your eye, rubber pretzels, dribble glasses, electric wiring to give a shock with your change at the bar or to the unwary in the lavatory...