“Another risk must be avoided, that is, of getting bad castings. The
castings must not have the least imperfection. The time lost, through
finding defects that make it necessary to reject arms after more or
less work has been put on them, would soon wipe out all the little gain
you look for; as these castings, at 40 cents a pound, only cost about
five dollars a set, as an average of all the sizes.
“I made a careful study of this subject when I commenced the governor
manufacture about fifteen years ago, and found David Francis, who
had a small gun-metal foundry on Vestry Street, to be just the man I
wanted. No inferior metal ever goes into his place. He enjoyed the
entire confidence of manufacturers. He has made my governor arms and
balls ever since. I have never had a bad casting from him, and always
got the pure metal, and have paid him the same price that everybody
pays him for small castings. I consider the security that I have had
respecting this metal to have been fundamental to the great success of
my governors, and that I would be crazy to make any such change as you
propose.”
He made no reply, and I left him, supposing my statement to have been
perfectly satisfactory. What was my amazement when, a few days after,
he informed me that he had made a contract with a brass molder on Rose
Street for casting our governor arms, “subject to your approval, sir,”
and he asked me to visit the place and see what its facilities were.
I told him I would go, but that my position on the subject was already
well known to him. I found the place on a little lane, and that the
business done in it was making brass castings for plumbers. The
proprietor told me he had never made gun-metal castings, but he could
make any kind of composition, and I could rely on getting them of just
the metal I furnished him.
I reported to Mr. Smith that such an arrangement would be ruinous, that
his plan of furnishing the metal was most unbusinesslike. “What do you
know about business?” he shouted with a sneer. “I know,” said I, “that
if you should propose this plan to any well-informed, practical man,
he would laugh in your face, and tell you if you wanted to ruin your
business this would be as good a way as any to do it.” He replied,
“That is not the question, sir; the only question is, will you, or will
you not, approve the contract I have made?” “I will not,” I replied,
and walked out of his office.
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