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And, you know, there was no gaame of any sort, or shape or kind

It came out plainly at the trial As I've told you before, he was a

clerk in a bank, like thousands of others He got that berth as a second

start in life and there he stuck again, giving perfect satisfaction Then

one day as though a supernatural voice had whispered into his ear or so hian advertising That's absolutely all that there was to it He

caught in the street the word of the time and harnessed it to his

preposterous chariot

One reic word

Thrift, Thrift, Thrift, thrice repeated; pro the address of the Thrift and Independence Aid

Association in Vauxhall Bridge Road Apparently nothing more was

necessary He didn't even explain what he meant to do with the money he

asked the public to pour into his lap Of course he h rates of interest He did so--but he did it without systement And as he frittered away the suot it During a period of

general business prosperity he set up The Orb Bank and The Sceptre Trust,

si purposes They were , to promote any sort of enterprise if

it were only for the purpose of juggling with the shares At that ti any number of Dukes, retired Generals,

active MP's, ex-ambassadors and so on as Directors to sit at the

wildest boards of his invention But he never tried He had no real

iination All he could do was to publish more advertisements and open

more branch offices of the Thrift and Independence, of The Orb, of The

Sceptre, for the receipt of deposits; first in this town, then in that