Top Secret (1954)

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HOWARD HUGHES.. HAROLDSON HUNT.. i ' i Even broad-minded Texans are shocked by the zany antics of these zesty millionaires! ! ! Read how the richest men in the world spend some of the countless dollars that come gushing out of the ground into their bankbooks. by JOHN LEWIS CARVER Howard Hughes, worth millions, has never been known to part with a single cent unnecessarily. The discoverer of Jane Russell goes to nitedubs dressed in dirty sneakers and T-shirts. The chances are that you never heard of James West, Esquire, called “Jim” by his friends and “Silver Dollar Jim” by other fellow Texans. Silver is about right. He was born mouthing a silver spoon in the form of eighty million bucks which his oil-rich father left him. And Jim is now throwing away part of that fortune — literally throwing it away. Silver Dollar Jim is obsessed with silver dollars. He has thousands of them flown to his Houston home from Las Vegas, Nevada, in potato sacks. Wherever Jimmy goes, he drops these dollars, like an Oriental potentate carrying alms. His suits are made with special pockets to carry those glittering bucks. From time to time he dips into those custom-made vaults, pulls out a handful of dollars, and scatters them in his wake. Then, with a sardonic smirk, he watches the hoi polloi scramble to gather up his largesse. Once in a while, Silver Dollar Jim climbs to the top of his palatial home in Houston and throws a handful of bucks out on the driveway below, then watches his large staff of servants fighting one another to snatch them up. In the summer, Jim throws silver dollars into his swimming pool, then watches his servants dive in with their clothes on. He thinks this is very funny. Silver Dollar Jim is just one of a gilt-edged crowd of loons who are hard put to find ways to get rid of the money that flows into their pockets with every barrel of oil that flows out of the ground. He belongs to that fabulous fraternity of oil millionaires and cattle ranchers 4