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I took a night law course, and obtained employment
as investigator for a surety company. The drive for
success was on. I’d prove to the world I was impor-
tant. My work took me about Wall Street and little by
little I became interested in the market. Many people
lost money—but some became very rich. Why not I?
I studied economics and business as well as law. Po-
tential alcoholic that I was, I nearly failed my law
course. At one of the finals I was too drunk to think or
write. Though my drinking was not yet continuous, it
disturbed my wife. We had long talks when I would
still her forebodings by telling her that men of genius
conceived their best projects when drunk; that the
most majestic constructions of philosophic thought
were so derived.
By the time I had completed the course, I knew the
law was not for me. The inviting maelstrom of Wall
Street had me in its grip. Business and financial lead-
ers were my heroes. Out of this alloy of drink and
speculation, I commenced to forge the weapon that
one day would turn in its flight like a boomerang and
all but cut me to ribbons. Living modestly, my wife
and I saved $1,000. It went into certain securities,
then cheap and rather unpopular. I rightly imagined
that they would some day have a great rise. I failed to
persuade my broker friends to send me out looking
over factories and managements, but my wife and I de-
cided to go anyway. I had developed a theory that
most people lost money in stocks through ignorance
of markets. I discovered many more reasons later on.
We gave up our positions and off we roared on a
motorcycle, the sidecar stuffed with tent, blankets, a
change of clothes, and three huge volumes of a finan-