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room and burst into tears. I remember this humiliation and
my downfall at the Tribune so clearly. Of course, I still had
the job down at the brokerage office.
Of course, they were giving you something like...
Something like $30 a week.
Yes, but still to write a column for a big New York newspaper
at the age of 21!
I was too smart-alecky. This was a good lesson for me.
I've almost profited by it!
Tell me about the brokerage office.
The brokerage office was down at 20 Broad Street, which
is right next to the Stock Exchange. In fact, I was working
there when the Wall Street explosion took place--right across
the street. In 1921 there was this terrific explosion right
in front of J. P. Morgan and the sub-treasury.
The thing I remember most about that office was something
that played a big part in my later life. I learned every
job in the office, even worked on the floor for a while--taking
the orders and giving them to brokers. One of the boys that
worked there with me in the cashier's cage was named Charles
Allen. We were the two mavericks of the office, because both
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