AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF JOHN FRITZ loi
of the Johnstown iron. I asked to see the puddle mill and stockyard and saw they were using about enough of Johns¬ town iron to say it was a part of the mixture.
At about eight o'clock, I remember, Mr. Stephens, the President and owner of the WheeUng plant, and the in¬ ventor of the hollow-headed rail, came into the works and was evidently much surprised to see us there. I told Mm frankly what I had come for and that we had seen all we wanted, and that they were using but Uttle of the Jolms¬ town iron in their mixture. He said, " You are mistaken about that; you have been wrongly informed." I said, " No, we have seen the mixture in the furnaces and I know the Johnstown iron wherever I see it."
We now returned home and I was feeUng somewhat better, and told Mr. Morrell we must have some good iron to start with and find out what we could do, that I thought we could use considerable of our own make of pig iron and that he could rest assured we would use as much as possible of it.
I learned from Mr. Morrell that he was responsible for making the contract for the rails, and he understood from Mr. Stephens that they were using the Johnstown iron to make the rails out of, but he was now satisfied, and I told Mm I would do the best I could. TMs seemed to be a great reUef to Mm. When we got well under way in making the rails, we found we could use considerable of the Johns¬ town iron and got out of the trouble much better than we first thought.
We had now gotten the mill generally in pretty good shape, and rimning about as well as could be expected, and making some money, when an event occurred wMch was very serious. Previous to the time that my employers, the lessees of the mill, took the property, as I remember, Mr. Simeon Draper, a banker of New York, had advanced money for a certain railroad company to the original