A few days after I received a note from Mr. Hope, asking me to call
on him. I called next day, and he told me that Mr. Smith had been to
see him, with a bitter complaint of my insubordination and defiance of
his authority, which he would not endure, and he asked me to tell him
what the trouble was about. I told him substantially as above related.
“Is that all?” said he. I assured him that it was all the trouble that
I knew of. Mr. Hope replied, “I cannot express my amazement at his
interference with your management. That must be absolutely entrusted
to you, and he ought to see it. He is a rational man and I can easily
show him his error, and that you _must_ take the stand you have done. I
don’t think you will have any more trouble.”
I did not hear again from Mr. Hope for a fortnight, during which time
I had no occasion to meet Mr. Smith. Finally a letter came from him,
telling me that I must prepare for the worst; he had exhausted all his
efforts on Mr. Smith, and found him absolutely immovable, declaring
that I must go, I was of no use there, anyway. Mr. Hope said he told
him his conduct was outrageous and suicidal. If I went, that I would be
the end of the business. He snapped his fingers at that, saying, “Mr.
Goodfellow can make the engines, and I can sell them; what more do you
want?” He declared that no business could succeed unless the will of
the president was law. They had several very disagreeable conferences,
which Mr. Smith always closed by saying, “Repay me my investment in
this company,” which he figured at $24,000, “and I’ll give you my
stock.” He had announced to Mr. Hope his determination to call a
meeting of the directors to discharge me, and as he had a majority of
votes, having some time before given to each of his two sons qualifying
shares and had them elected members of the board of directors, he held
the power in his hands to do it.
Directly after, I received a copy of a notice of a regular meeting of
the board, convened strictly according to law. I could see no ray of
light. The night before the meeting I walked the Third Avenue bridge
half the night. The meeting was called to order by Mr. Smith at the
appointed hour. Mr. Hope was absent. Mr. Smith said Mr. Hope had sent
word to him the day before that he might be detained, but if so would
come up on the next boat, which ran hourly, and asked Mr. Smith to wait
that time for him.
So the meeting was adjourned for an hour, when Mr. Hope arrived.
Mr. Smith prefaced the resolutions discharging me from my position as
superintendent and electing Mr. Goodfellow in my place, by quite an
oration, setting forth the solemn sense of his Christian duty which
left him no alternative, and the necessity of proper subordination in
any business, if it was to be successful, and the especially aggravated
character of my offense, and the demoralizing nature of my example.
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