In the dining room of a West Side bungalow in Chicago one day last week, nine chattering girls sat down to breakfast with a fleshy, fatherly, balding man whose eyes twinkled with self-satisfaction. The cottage was their office, the man their boss. For them President Otto E. Eisenschiml of Scientific Oil Compounding Co. (processors and distributors of vegetable oils) had just bought a tank car of linseed oil—theirs to resell when they like. He gets back his purchase price and stands the losses, if any. They get the profits.
No fatuous sugar-daddy is...