“Have you made a personal examination of it?”
“I have.”
“What would you consider a safe pressure to carry?”
“One hundred and twenty pounds.”
Mr. Porter’s Fly-wheel.
“Would you hold it insured at that pressure?”
“Certainly, it would be perfectly safe.”
“Now,” said I to the proprietor, “you will observe that my guarantee of power assumes a pressure of 85 pounds, and you have no excuse for not carrying that pressure, and if you do so you will have no trouble; as for the practice on the Lakes, if you will come to New York we will show you that on our river and sound steamboats the practice is to carry only 25 pounds pressure.” He readily agreed to carry the higher pressure, which he found ample; so I was fooled into going to Cleveland pretty much for nothing. Afterwards I went there to a better purpose.