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The Rise of Mr Ponzi. MEET MR. If five- spots were snowflakes. Ponzi would be a three day blizzard. He makes your money gain 5. He delivers the goods.

Burleson does. The way Ponzi juggles. Post Office look like a child's game. He. simply buys stamps in Europe while the rest of the boys are buying souvenir. How To Hack Master Ball In Pokemon Leaf Green. And a postage stamp is still worth two cents in spite of the. The way he's got it fixed with postage stamps, the Government does the.

He stretches a dollar into a million with all his sleeves. You furnish the dollar and Ponzi tosses in the six zeros in back of. This baby can turn decimal points into commas on almost any bank- book. The way. that Ponzi has money here and in Europe goes to prove that half of the world. The only thing that's got 'em worried is. According to Miss Marguerite. Mooers Marshall, a staff writer for the New York Evening World, Ponzi.

Listen to what she said: —. To- day all. Boston is get- rich- quick mad over him, the creator of fortunes, the modern King. Midas who doubles your money in ninety days. Did Isay Boston? My. Ishould have said the entire New England, from Calais, Maine. Lake Champlain, from the Canadian border to New Jersey. Mary Pickford, Sir Thomas Lipton and smuggling booze over the.

Canadian border aren't in it any more. Loan him your money, from.

He has been doing it for eight months and he is. Like a tidal wave, the passion for. Italian banker has swept over Boston folk until it took. Boston's police force to subdue the enthusiasm of a throng of.

Reeve explained it, although Ponzi might be . Not every one can step out on a street cornel and persuade the. PONZI LANDS IN. BOSTON WITH $2. OF STATE STREET FINANCE. November 1. 5, 1. Sunday. A Fall day typical of the New England.

East wind over miles and. One of those exasperating days on which only the sacred. Massachusetts would defy the elements along Tremont Street and around. Boston Common without a diving suit on. In the harbor and on the waterfront, the drizzle and the East wind were.

From the expanse of the Atlantic, they seemed to converge. Castle and Governor's Island and blow with added force. On that Sunday morning the S. S. Vancouver of the Old Dominion Line could. Boston harbor shortly after 8 o'clock.

She was. progressing slowly and majestically, pitching occasionally where the channel. In those days, a ten- thousand- ton vessel was no fishing. Vancouver was well justified to feel as self- conscious of her size. Cunarder. A little ways up the harbor, the ship pulled up alongside the Company's. East Boston. The gang planks were lowered. A motley crowd of passengers.

They were immigrants. Immigrants of various nationalities, but.

Italians. Most of them had travelled in steerage, some in first. But they were all immigrants. They were all men, women or children who had left their native country and come to. America, temporarily or for good, with the common purpose of finding better. I was one of those immigrants; one of the motley crowd oozing out of the. European cut and followed down the gang- plank by a couple of stewards laden.

There was nothing in my. From tie to spats, I looked like a million dollars just out of the. And that goes to show that appearances don't mean a. In fact, I was in a jam right then and there—in an economic ham and a. Broke right from the start, my entire.

Less than two weeks before I had left Italy with $2. United States. I had sailed. In fact, it has been my experience that I did not even have.

In 1. 92. 0 it was actually tossed into my lap. Nevertheless, right after landing, as I was. American soil, my predicament was much too. I still had the maternal blessing with which I had set sail but that.

The $2. 00 had dwindled down to $2. My buoyant. frame of mind was buoyant no longer—it was top heavy. In fact, I stood there. I had been grossly duped.

There was no. gold at my feet or yellow nuggets strewn about; only mud—plain mud—sticky. And I had. come all the way from Italy, over five thousand nautical miles of deep, blue. The reason why Boston did not see much more of me at that time, on that. It was that. my destination had been planned in advance back home and the change had not. I had been destined for Pittsburgh, the .

Allegedly, he was a railroad contractor, but in reality. Which. goes to show that allegations in general, whether in court or elsewhere, must. Not only had my destination been planned ahead, but my elders had seen to.

I had been provided with unalienable. Wise old birds, my elders. They had a hunch, based. I might run out of cash before I got to the other side of. I had been stranded before on much shorter trips.

So they had. furnished me with a prepaid railroad fare to Pittsburgh by way of New York. If. they hadn't, Boston and I would have got acquainted that very drizzling Sunday. As it was, I did not leave the dock and with the rest of the New York. I waited on that pier until a special train picked. There is no doubt about that train being a special.

I hope to tell it. It was so far out of the ordinary for discomfort and everything else as to. Pullman in comparison. It was routed to. New York over the Southern Pacific or the Santa Fe. It must have been, as.

Grand Central the day after. The well known slow train through Kansas was. When we reached New York I was on the verge of cannibalism. An early. edition of Wimpy as my stomach had been idle so long that it had withered and I. I could sink my teeth into, be it a.

So, the moment the brakes began to. I took a dive out of that train and made a bee- line for. The cop on duty did not like the idea of my making a race track out of. We exchanged words and many of them, but I.

Irish twang than he could my Italian. It was a. draw, an impasse, rather, so we called in a bootblack to arbitrate. The. situation cleared up immediately.

The cop was told that I was hungry, starved. I wanted to eat first and talk afterwards. He conceded that my haste.

I. withdrew in the direction of the nearest restaurant. We ate; that is, I presume. I was too busy with my own meal to pay any attention to his.

He. paid the check, but ordinarily I would have paid it, and $2. I let him have his way and winced. After that one. experience, I believe that bootblack lost all inclination to be hospitable to. One such experience is enough for anybody. My appetite. must have set him back the price of a suit of clothes with two pairs of pants.

My next problem was to locate the Pennsylvania. Station, which, at that time, had not moved into New York, but was still across. River, but I didn't know that, of course. All that I knew was that I had to. Oh, what's. the use.

The gist of the thing is that I had to get there and did not have the. Old Teddy Roosevelt must have felt the same. River of Doubt in the. Brazilian jungle. The Pennsylvania Station proved to be the most elusive thing I ever. Whenever I inquired about it, it. Mr. Hoover's prosperity.

But I rounded. dozens of corners and walked dozens of miles and blocks in all directions. I could establish even a remote contact with it.

Eventually, I got. I discovered that I must head for a ferry boat in order to. New Jersey side of the River. But I got there exhausted—numb—dead. Light, from the standpoint of size and. And when the Pennsylvania. Station hove in sight, I wasn't interested in trains any longer and I didn't.

I got to Pittsburgh or not, or whether I never hobnobbed. Carnegies, the Fricks and the Mellons. All I craved for was a coffin. I could lay my aching limbs for an eternal. MR. PONZI BOBS UP IN. MONTREAL WITHTo have landed in America without money was not half as bad as having.

I could not fill an office. I did not speak or understand a word of English. What I knew of. other languages did not help. Likewise, my general education was useless. As a. student and a man of frail physique, I was not cut out for manual labor.

Still. I had to live. And in order to earn a living I had to work at something. During the four uneventful years which followed my arrival into the. Adobe Illustrator Paragraph Line Spacing here.

United States, I filled a number of menial jobs. Jobs that I detested and. Jobs at which I was invariably underpaid for my needs and overpaid for. I deserved. I filled them as a matter of necessity. Not of choice. And the. I did not make any headway. I lived and that is all.

But to. live is to learn. And I learned. Every day served to add a few words to my.

English vocabulary. I tried my hand at everything. From grocery clerk to road drummer.

From. sewing machine repair man to insurance salesman. From factory hand to kitchen.

In some of the jobs I lasted no time. In others, I lasted. Often, I would be fired.

Oftener, I would quit of my own accord either. I shifted from one city to another.

Others, by foot. Pittsburgh, New York, Paterson, New Haven. Providence, and then . The summer heat, maybe.

Now a dollar isn't much at any time. On. or off the gold standard. In a strange country, it was still less. It was, however, a sufficient incentive for me to get.

I got busy. Within two blocks of the railroad station, up St. James. Street, I spied the sign of the Banco Zarossi and went right in. In less than. five minutes I was signed up as a clerk. The first congenial job I had struck. Louis Zarossi and I got along fine.

He was a big hearted man, good. I dare say, on the level. Much more on the level. I have met since, although coated with a veneer of respectability.

His Italian bank was doing a. His reputation and credit were of the best. But he was. easily led. The usual run of dimeless promoters and sponges began to buzz and flock.

The successful man is never without them, if he is easy with them. They. got him to engage in a number of activities. The new enterprises needed money.

Some do it less skillfully than others and get caught. Some. get away with it because they are either smarter or have more political pull.

To make a long story short, the time came when Zarossi found himself. I enjoyed his full confidence and he told me of his. He was not insolvent by any means. But some of his enterprises had. Some new blood, so to.

Around that time who should show up in Montreal, but an old schoolmate of.