husband you would probably say, “You bet I am.” You think a lot of your wife and children, don’t you? “You bet I do.” You’re going to put some money away for them, aren’t you? “Yes, I am.” You’re going to leave them a nice, little piece of property, aren’t you? “You bet I will.”
 Now that is what you say and that is what you intend to do, but under this horrible swindling system this is what happens:
 The day after you die a financier’s tout starts to work on your wife and children and never leaves them alone until he has cleaned them out of all the property you have left them. Yes, that is the kind of system that you are upholding and your widow and orphans have to pay for your stupidity.
 When you are dead and gone, your wife and children can’t fight those slickers. You might be able to fight them, but your wife and children can’t.
 These financial touts come along with a piece of paper the day after you die. They say to your wife, “Your husband was a very good friend of mine,” and they cry and your wife sees them crying and thinks that they must have been very dear friends of yours.
 So after they weep for a while and gain your widow’s sympathy they say, “There is just a little document your dear, noble, handsome husband left for you to sign before he died, so he told us to have you sign it.” She thinks that they are such nice friends of her dead husband that she does what they tell her to do and signs their papers. Then it isn’t long before they put her and your little children and your old parents out of the home you left them.
 Your widow, of course, becomes very indignant and cries and protests that the house belongs to her, but the financier’s tout says, “Why, no, you signed it off to us. You must get off of our property at once or we will put you off.”
 That is one way they do it, and there are a million other ways that I could tell you about if I had the time to spare.
 I spent twenty-five years mingling with financiers—Pee Wee, Second Story and Mas­to­don; I know them.
 You can’t tell me anything about a financier or his tout. I don’t have to see them. If one of them is in the next room all I have to do is sniff and I know he’s there.
 What do the American people know about the financial game? Nothing.
 What does the working man know about finance? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. What does the merchant know about finance? Po­si­tive­ly nothing. What does the farmer know about finance? Nothing. What does the manufacturer know about finance? Ab­so­lute­ly nothing. It is a crooked game that the financier practices on the wealth producers of America that skins them out of four-fifths of everything they own or earn. It is the Interest Collecting Swindle.
 Some of you may get a hundred dollars a year from that interest-collecting swindle, and you think you are smart. But if you were smart you would learn the game of finance, and you would know that, that hundred dol-