THE GRIEVANCE COMMITTEE There was trouble at the Maitland Mills.

For the first time in his history Grant Maitland found his men look askance at him.

For the first time in his life he found himself viewing with suspicion the workers whom he had always taken a pride in designating "my men." The situation was at once galling to his pride and shocking to his sense of fair play.
His men were his comrades in work.

He knew them--at least, until these war days he had known them--personally, as friends.

They trusted him and were loyal to him, and he had taken the greatest care to deal justly and more than justly by them.