Confound their dishonesty: they take the immense advantages the Saw-grinders’ Union gives them, yet they won’t pay the weekly contribution, without which the Union can’t exist. “Well,” said Henry, “Mary Anne is in the right. “SIR,–Four of your saws are behindhand with their contributions, and, being deaf to remonstrance, I am obliged to apply to you, to use your influence. “Only a cloud on the peaceful horizon that is all. “Oh, nothing,” said Bayne, with a bitter air of mock resignation. “Well, what is it?” said the inventor, rather peevishly. One day, when he was deeply engaged in his studio, Bayne tapped at the door, and asked to speak to him. This problem, and his steel railway clip, which was to displace the present system of fastening down the rails, absorbed him so, that he became abstracted in the very streets, and did not see his friends when they passed. Henry promised he would but soon forgot his promise, and, having tasted blood, so to speak, was soon deep in a far more intricate puzzle, viz., how to grind large circular saws by machinery. “But, whatever you do, patent your invention. “We are very comfortable as it is, and I value my life more than I used to do.” Little assured Bayne he had no intention of running his head against the Saw-grinders’ Union.

“Yes, and then, if you sell the English patent and insure the purchaser’s life, you may turn a few thousands, and keep a whole skin yourself.” That would force the invention upon this country, by degrees.” Stop suppose I was to patent it at home and abroad, and then work it in the United States and the Canadas.

I can take it to some free country–America or–Russia there’s a fortune in it. Your life won’t be worth a week’s purchase, if you set up that machine in Hillsborough.” “No hide it lock it up in your own breast, and try and forget it. And there’s only one thing to be done with it.” “Well, then, gentlemen, it is the most simple and beautiful contrivance I ever saw. “THAT for a friend who does not speak his mind.” “Well, sir, a servant mustn’t always say his mind.” Amboyne, “I believe this is a great idea. Many big saws as twenty men could grind on single stones: and instead of all that heavy, coarse labor, and dirt, and splashing, my two men shall do the work as quietly and as easily as two printers, one feeding a machine with paper, and his mate drawing out the printed sheet at the other end.”

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