(With Regards to the Pujo Committee.)
We are looking, we are looking for the Masters of Finance,And it’s no use fleeing from us as we dauntlessly advance
With a summons and subpoena and a warrant in our hand
And with double barreled questions and an air of stern command;
We are trailing wily captains of the wicked system camp
And the malefactors tremble when they hear our sturdy tramp;
There are men of mighty millions who were never known to quail
Till they heard us stepping softly as we hit upon their trail.
Let the Wall Street powers, thunder, we are not a bit afraid,
We’re the bravest little hunters that you ever say arrayed.
We’ve been probing, poking, peeking through the jungle where they
roam,
And when we’ve got ‘em captured through our skill and courage
high
The fierce and savage monsters who are feared in every home;
We’ll put ‘em on the witness stand and make ‘em testify.
We’re out for big game hanting
And when at last we’ve got ‘em,
The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, December 24, 1912, Image 14
Image provided by University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign Library, Urbana, IL
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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, December 24, 1912, Image 14
Image and text provided by University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign Library, Urbana, IL
Persistent link: http://chroniclingamerica.loc.gov/lccn/sn83045487/1912-12-24/ed-1/seq-14/
