"...the Genius of Thrift blowing fit to kill on a silver trumpet..."
Henry Blake Fuller's novella "Little O'Grady vs. The Grindstone" (published in Under the Skylights) sounds like a very entertaining work of satire. The story's basic premise involves two groups of artists who are vying for a commission from a fictional Chicago bank. Here's part of Carl S. Smith's discussion in Chicago and the American Literary Imagination, 1880-1920:
The major source of comedy in the story is that neither the bank directors nor the artists can be taken seriously. The businessmen are boors who want their twelve lunettes simply because they feel obligated to adorn their beloved business with some form of decoration. The artists, desperate for any kind of public commission, cannot wait to prostitute themselves for this minor commission of a third-rate bank. They pander to their prospective patrons by offering ideas for murals illustrating such scenes as the Goddess of Finance "Declaring a Quarterly Dividend." O'Grady's shorthand description of another possible lunette belittles the academic style of the murals in turn-of-the-century American buildings, just as in "Abner Joyce" (another novella in the same book) Fuller scorned the "crudity" aesthetic: "Stock-holders summoned by the Genius of Thrift blowing fit to kill on a silver trumpet. Scene takes place in an autumnal grove of oranges and pomegranates - trees loaded down with golden eagles and half-eagles. Marble pavement strewn with fallen coupons."
I've already downloaded the ebook of Under the Skylights, but I'd love to find it in print, preferably a slightly musty, hundred-year-old hardcover.