CHAPTER II - SYMPOSIUM-6

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"How about the man who gets it there at thirty?" inquired Anthony politely. "Why, he gets up here, you see." He pointed to a list of assistant vice-presidents upon the folder. "Or maybe he gets to be president or secretary or treasurer." "And what about these over here?" "Those? Oh, those are the trustees—the men with capital." "I see." "Now some people," continued Kahler, "think that whether a man gets started early or late depends on whether he's got a college education. But they're wrong." "I see." "I had one; I was Buckleigh, class of nineteen-eleven, but when I came down to the Street I soon found that the things that would help me here weren't the fancy things I learned in college. In fact, I had to get a lot of fancy stuff out of my head." Anthony could not help wondering wh

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