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CHAPTER 2
RISK AND RETURN: Part I
(Difficulty Levels: Easy, Easy/Medium, Medium, Medium/Hard, and Hard)
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(2.3) CAPM and risk F N Answer: a EASY
13. According to the Capital Asset Pricing Model, investors are primarily
concerned with portfolio risk, not the risks of individual stocks held
in isolation. Thus, the relevant risk of a stock is the stock's
contribution to the riskiness of a well-diversified portfolio.
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19. Someone who is risk averse has a general dislike for risk and a
preference for certainty. If risk aversion exists in the market, then
investors in general are willing to accept somewhat lower returns on
less risky securities. Different investors have different degrees of
risk aversion, and the end result is that investors with greater risk
aversion tend to hold securities with lower risk (and therefore a lower
expected return) than investors who have more tolerance for risk.
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And the next was when I fretted because she broke a bowl;
And she said I was mean and stingy, and hadn’t any soul.
And so the thing kept workin’, and all the self-same way;
When both of us were cross and spunky, and both too proud to
speak;
And so I’ve talked with Betsy, and Betsy has talked with me;
And what is hers shall be hers, and what is mine shall be mine;
Of all the farm and live stock, she shall have her half;
And it’s nothin’ more than justice that Betsy has her pay.
Give her the house and homestead; a man can thrive and roam,
True and fair I married her, when she was blythe and young,
She nursed me true and tender, and stuck to me day and night.
And read the agreement to her, and see if it’s all right;
And kiss the child that was left to us, and out in the world I’ll
go.
And one thing put in the paper, that first to me didn’t occur;
And when she dies, I wish that she would be laid by me;
I’ve put my team in the barn, and rubbed their sweaty coats;
And to see the way they eat makes me like eatin’ feel,
And Jane won’t say to-night that I don’t make out a meal.
Well said! the door is locked! out here she’s left the key,
But here on the table’s a note, and probably this will tell.
I’ve lived with you six months, John, and so far I’ve been true;
But I’m going away to-day with a handsomer man than you.”
Curse her! curse her! say I, she’ll some time rue this day;
She’ll some time learn that hate is a game that two can play;
And long before she dies she’ll grieve she ever was born,
And I’ll plow her grave with hate, and seed it down to scorn.
As sure as the world goes on, there’ll come a time when she
Will read the devilish heart of that han’somer man than me;
That she who is false to one, can be the same with two.
And when her face grows pale, and when her eyes grow dim,
She’ll do what she ought to have done, and coolly count the
cost;
And then she’ll see things clear, and know what she has lost.
And thoughts that are now asleep will wake up in her mind,
And she will mourn and cry for what she has left behind;
I’ve blotted her out of my heart, and I will not have it so.
And yet in her girlish heart there was somethin’ or other she
had
I’ll take my hard words back, nor make a bad matter worse;
That she always will sorry be that she went with that
han’somer man.
And here are her week-day shoes, and there is her week-day
hat,
And yonder’s her weddin’ gown; I wonder she didn’t take that.
’Twas only this mornin’ she came and called me her “dearest
dear,”
J (entering).
Why, John, what a litter here! you’ve thrown things all around!
Come, what’s the matter now? and what have you lost or
found?
Ha! ha! Pa, take a seat, while I put the kettle on,
And get things ready for tea, and kiss my dear old John.
Why, John, you look so strange! come, what has crossed your
track?
J (aside).
Well, now, if this ain’t a joke, with rather a bitter cream!
I hope she don’t; good gracious! I hope that they didn’t hear!
But I’ll never break sod again till I get the lay of the land.
JOAQUIN MILLER.
“ .”
N the year 1851, a farmer moved from the Wabash
district in Indiana to the wilder regions of
Oregon. In his family was a rude, untaught boy
of ten or twelve years, bearing the unusual
name of Cincinnatus Hiner Miller. This boy
worked with his father on the farm until he was about fifteen
years of age, when he abandoned the family log-cabin in the
Willamette Valley of his Oregon home to try ♦his fortune as a
gold miner.
MOUNT SHASTA.
O lord all Godland! lift the brow
While his eyes were like fire, his face like a shroud,
His form like a king, and his beard like a cloud,
And ride for your lives, for your lives you must ride,
Threw them on, sinched them on, sinched them over again,
With the heel to the flank and the hand to the rein,
Stretched neck and stretched nerve till the hollow earth rang
And the foam from the flank and the croup and the neck
With their beards to the dust and black tails in the air.
While his keen crooked horns through the storm of his mane
And I looked but this once, for the fire licked through,
And a pity for me, as she felt the smoke fold her,
And flames reaching far for her glorious hair.
Then she saw that my own steed still lorded his head
And swift she would join me, and all would be well
For the ways they were rough and Comanches were near;
“But you’d better pack up, sir! That tent is too small
To them cities you tell of.... Blast you and your tin!”
All the pictures that had been painted by word, all on easel, or even
in imagination of Napoleon and his men climbing up the Alps, are but
childish playthings in comparison with the grandeur of Chilkoot Pass.
Starting up the steep ascent, we raised a shout and it ran the long, steep
and tortuous line that reached from a bluff above us, and over and up till
it lost itself in the clouds. And down to us from the clouds, the shout and
cry of exultation of those brave conquerers came back, and only died
away when the distance made it possible to be heard no longer. And now
we began to ascend.
Right in the path and within ten feet of a snow bank that has not
perished for a thousand years, I picked and ate a little strawberry, and as
I rested and roamed about a bit, looking down into the brightly blue lake
that made the head waters of the Yukon, I gathered a little sun flower, a
wild hyacinth and a wild tea blossom for my buttonhole.
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