The Boiler Must Burst
Cornelius Van Der Meer stood at the window of his corner office at 23 Wall Street and watched the snow fall on the city he had built. Not literally built, of course. He had never laid a brick or swung a hammer. But the railroads that pulsed like arteries across the continent, the steel mills that belched fire into the Pennsylvania sky, the banks that held the savings of half a million widows...
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