On Friday a truck arrived at the factory, filled with diminutive chairs, tables, blackboards, charts, modelling clay, building blocks, and more miscellaneous items than I can tell you.

And on Saturday morning the grinders sent a committee to the office that they could no longer labour on bearings which had passed through the hands of women workers.
Mary tried to argue with them.
"When women start to take men's jobs away--" began one of the committee.
"But they didn't," she said.

"The men quit." "When women start to take men's jobs away from them," he repeated, "it's time for the men to assert themselves." "We know that you mean well, Miss Spencer," said another, "but you are starting something here that's bad.

You're starting something that will take men's work away from them--something that will make more workers than there are jobs." "It was the war that started it," she pleaded, "not I.Now let me ask you something.

There is so much work that has to be done in the world every day; isn't there ?" "Yes, I guess that's right." "Well, don't you see?
The more people there are to do that work, the easier it will be for everybody." But no, they couldn't see that.