Any physical activity in Wall Street, no matter how trivial, is sure to make runners, clerks, bondsalesmen et al. stop and gape. Large groups often gather about a man sawing a board. Last week when truckmen began to unload 60-lb. cases, neatly wrapped in matting, before the House of Morgan, the usual crowd swelled to near-riot proportions. Though the cases were plainly labeled "BLACK TEA—Product of China. Foochow, China," reports quickly spread that J. P. Morgan & Co. had received a huge shipment of gold from the Orient. Guards when questioned muttered: "We...
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