Bonds that early in the war could be bought for a song, rose steadily up to par.
Stocks that had been kicked about the market for years, took on value from day to day, and asserted themselves as fair investments.

From these, again and again, he harvested the percentage of advance, until his greed was gorged.
That he enjoyed his winnings, is true; but the great trouble with him was that, beyond a certain point, he could show nothing for them.

He lived in a palace, surrounded by every appointment of luxury that his wealth could buy.

His stables held the choicest horse-flesh that could be picked out of the whole country, from Maine to Kentucky.

His diamond shirt-studs were worth thousands.