Word: panic
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...years ago the road was bankrupt, made so by the panic of 1893. A foreclosure sale wiped out hobbling debts; a new management revitalized it. Someone with good persuasive powers brought the late Edward Payson Ripley (1845-1920), to be its president. Ever since, the Atchison has paid its preferred dividends. Common dividends began in 1901, with $3.50. They changed successively to $4 $4.50, $6, $5, $5.50, $6, then (3 years ago) $7. For more than a year there have been extra $3 dividends on the common stock. That extra-fruit of "Old Man" Ripley's tillage, of present...
...Bankers Trust was to become, after it added commercial banking to its activities, the sixth largest bank in the U. S. Meanwhile, Mr. Davison was to become a Morgan partner in 1909, after he had further distinguished himself during the panic...
...through showed a dangerous tendency of shooting the tail which caused a noticeable check. The Junior Crew, likewise weak at the start, were a trifle slow in the catch and sloppy on the slide. Meanwhile, the Sophomores were hampered by a crab at No. 7 which caused a slight panic. Crabs at Nos. 5 and 6 entered the boat later on in the race. Ragged as was the start the boats tore through the water. The crowd roared advice from the shore but the cox after several "let runs" could make nothing...
...Hetty Green, the late unique creative financier among women, had forgotten that she had bought a railroad during the great panic of 1893. The Texas Midland, 125 miles long, had completely slipped her mind. She found it one day when she had nothing better to do than paw over some dusty old papers. She sent her son, Colonel Edward Howland Robinson Green, to Terrell, Tex., headquarters of the road, to ascertain its value. It was a long sort, of job, as the Interstate Commerce Commission learned later. The road did not pay. Colonel Green established himself at Terrell, became...
...slaughter him. With daring and originality he had escaped from the slaughter house by leaping out a low window. Now, with tail up and lashing, with head low and small eyes rolling wickedly, he purposed to charge down a street thronging with pre-dinner-time crowds. Stalked fear, reigned panic. Suddenly from the doorway of an office building emerged the great matador* Fortuna. 'He had been upstairs signing a contract. He carried no bull baiting gear, wore an inconspicuous rain coat. Even . thus he was instantly recognized. Screamed women: "Save us Fortuna!" Throated men: "Kill the bull:" Serene...