Then I had to fly to Madrid on a dancing engagement. One month later
when I came back I opened the paper and looked for the name. It had
gone up to 3 6 cents. That was double the price I had paid. I sold it—
and made $900. It was just blind luck.
It was doubly blind luck because not only had it gone up for no good
reason but if I had not been dancing in Spain I would certainly have sold
the stock when it rose to 22 cents. I could not get Canadian stock
quotations while I was in Spain so I was saved from selling too soon by
being in blissful ignorance concerning the stock's movements.