A meeting of the board of directors of the Union Pacific Company was held soon after this in New York.

Mr.
Pullman and myself were in attendance, both striving to obtain the prize which neither he nor I undervalued.

One evening we began to mount the broad staircase in the St.Nicholas Hotel at the same time.
We had met before, but were not well acquainted.

I said, however, as we walked up the stairs: "Good-evening, Mr.Pullman! Here we are together, and are we not making a nice couple of fools of ourselves ?" He was not disposed to admit anything and said: "What do you mean ?" I explained the situation to him.

We were destroying by our rival propositions the very advantages we desired to obtain.
"Well," he said, "what do you propose to do about it ?" "Unite," I said.