The burning anxiety of the superintendent was to show up my ignorance.
A first-rate chance to do so soon seemed to present itself. The
counterpoise of the governor of the Otis engine dropped instantly to
its seat when a plate struck the rolls and as instantly rose to the top
of its range of action when it left them. This made a noisy blow which
was disagreeable and might in time cause an accident. Mr. Wellman sent
me a sketch of a device he had thought of for arresting this motion by
air-cushions. I told the superintendent to have that apparatus made
and make the air-cushions four inches in diameter. He said four inches
diameter would not answer; they must be eight inches. “No,” said I,
“four inches diameter is ample; make them four inches.” A few days
after he called me into the shop to try my four-inch air-cushions. I
found the apparatus secured in a vise in a vertical position. I took
hold of the lever and lifted the piston; it met with no resistance
until it struck sharply against the end of the chamber. For a moment
I was stunned by the man’s audacity, and threw the piston up and down
again to make sure it was not a dream. I then turned my back on the
superintendent and called to a boy to find Mr. Fulmer, the foreman
of the second floor, and tell him I wanted him here. In a moment he
appeared, and I said to him: “Mr. Fulmer, I want you to make a new
piston for this apparatus and make it a proper fit; you understand.”
Mr. Fulmer bowed assent. I added: “There will be time to-day to get it
into the sand, and it can be finished early to-morrow. When it is ready
for my inspection come yourself to the office and let me know.” About
the middle of the next forenoon Mr. Fulmer called for me. I went in
and found the piston arrested at each end of its motion by a perfect
air-cushion. “All right,” said I, “see that it is shipped to-day.”
Mr. Fulmer was an excellent mechanic and a man of good general
intelligence; he would have made the piston a proper fit in the first
place if he had not been expressly ordered to make it loose and
useless. The superintendent, on his persistent assumption that I was
a fool, had actually expected me to say when I tried the apparatus:
“Oh, I see, four inches diameter will not do. You will have to make it
eight.”
Some time in 1881 or 1882 I had a queer experience with an engine for
the New York Post Office. It was to take the place of an engine then
running. The engineer of the Post Office informed me that this engine
had a cylinder twelve inches in diameter. I told him it looked to me
from the external dimensions that the diameter must be fourteen inches
and asked him to take off the back head and measure it for me. He wrote
me a few days after that he found that he could not get the back head
off, but I might rely upon it being twelve inches. So I did rely upon
it being fourteen inches, furnished an engine accordingly, and found it
to be the size needed.
[Illustration: DANIEL J. MORRELL]
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