Post by Sediba on Feb 28, 2018 22:49:14 GMT 10
I am a real Person, now dead
My early career is shrouded in mystery .... this is what is known.
I was born into the German Aristocracy in the 1830s-1840s.
I was born of German and Portuguese ancestors.
I was trained in Chemistry.
I was an Officer in the Royal Saxon Army.
We laid siege to Paris in the deadly winter of 1870
We died in hecatombs of tuberculosis and disease.
When my best friend was killed, December, 1870, I deserted.
I fled to the docks in Holland.
I took passage overseas.
Anxious that I would be found and tried I adopted an alias, in morbid honour of my best friend.
I was poverty stricken and found employment as a shepherd.
One day while gathering sheep, I made a 'strike'.
I made the biggest strike the world has ever known, bigger than the 'Californian Gold Rush' and all others combined.
Others had walked past it and ignored it.
I had the brains to form a syndicate and take out all possible leases.
There were 15 shares in the final division.
One shareholder lost his in a poker game.
Another traded his for some cattle.
I became fabulously wealthy.
I was still fearful of being arrested and tried for desertion.
I stepped back from all publicity and let another take the honour.
I married, traveled the world and lived a fine life for the rest of time
The company I founded, and named, is today the biggest global mining giant in the world. Same name still.
A city, of the same name, stands where I, a shepherd, gathered sheep in loneliness.
My mine, my lease, is still being operated today.
My mine helped found a Nation, significantly so.
Answers?