Word: donald
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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While rumors flew and suits piled up, Treasurer Thompson and a few others stubbornly insisted that the company would not be wrecked. In Wall Street, which remembered Richard Whitney and Ivar Kreuger, savage wit ran riot. F. Donald Coster's epitaph became: "He couldn't face the Musica...
...Frank Donald Coster (according to Who's Who) got his M. D. from Heidelberg. That year and the next United States Hair Co. borrowed nearly $1,000,000 on invoices signed by branch offices in London, Paris, Naples; lenders were the Bank of the Manhattan Co., the Anglo-South American Trust Co., and J. & W. Seligman & Co., some 20 others. But when Philip Musica tried to borrow $370,000 on a bill of lading for $250 worth of hair, the company fell apart. There were no legitimate offices abroad. There was mighty little hair. There was a sudden shortage...
...guilty to grand larceny. The rest of the Musicas dropped out of circulation. Philip stayed in the Tombs, helping the District Attorney's office with the case. "The Human Hair Mystery" got a big play in the papers of 1913, when (according to Who's Who) Frank Donald Coster was a practicing physician in New York...
...after McKesson & Robbins had shown a $600,000 profit under the Coster management, a syndicate of underwriters floated a $10,000,000 stock issue. With that money Coster began putting together a nationwide distributing organization under the name of McKesson & Robbins, Inc. Frank D. Coster became F. Donald Coster and moved to Fairfield, Connecticut, to live in smug respectability. Julian Thompson quit Bond & Goodwin to become treasurer of McKesson & Robbins...
...Donald Coster read the story of his true identity in the morning papers. As two U. S. marshals drove up to his house, he gulped a drink of whiskey, locked himself in the bathroom, poked a revolver in his ear and pulled the trigger. The marshals found him in the bathtub with his feet sticking out. His wife, for whom he had named his yacht, was pacing the floor downstairs and wailing: "My God, Daddy...