He agreed, and had immediate advantage of the fact.
Drawing to the last dollar, he made his share of the pool's four millions good.
When the storm descended Wednesday morning, the old gray buccaneer was instantly in the middle of it doing all he might to encourage the storm.
As the stock world went to its sleepless bed on Tuesday night, it knew about the Presidential defiance of Germany.

That news was enough to keep the stock world shivering till morning.

When it arose and read the _Daily Tory_, its chills were multiplied by two.

As if trouble with Germany were not sufficient invitation to general ruin, here came the Hanway report driving a knife to the heart of Northern Consolidated! At sight of that, the stock world's last hope abandoned it, and the work of slaughter commenced.

The old gray buccaneer grinned with happiness that awful morning as he looked across the field of coming war.
Andrew Jackson, being half Scotch and half Irish, was wont before a battle to think and plan with the prudent sagacity of a Bailey Jarvie.
Once the battle began, he ceased to be Scotch and became wholly Irish; he quit thinking and devoted himself desperately to execution.