But Mr.Miller proved obdurate and begged me to buy his interest, which I reluctantly did after all efforts had failed to induce him to let bygones be bygones.

He was Irish, and the Irish blood when aroused is uncontrollable.

Mr.Miller has since regretted (to me) his refusal of my earnest request, which would have enabled the pioneer of all of us to reap what was only his rightful reward--millionairedom for himself and his followers.
We were young in manufacturing then and obtained for the Cyclops Mills what was considered at the time an enormous extent of land--seven acres.

For some years we offered to lease a portion of the ground to others.

It soon became a question whether we could continue the manufacture of iron within so small an area.