An upside-down business world is one in which any man who has money thinks he can be a director almost anywhere, a world in which on every hand we find managers who are not touching the imagination of the public and getting it to buy, and not touching the imagination of labour and getting it to work, because they are not free to carry out their ideas without submitting them to incompetent and scared owners. The incompetent and scared owners--the men who cannot think--are about to be shut out. Then they will be compelled to hire incompetent and scared managers. Then they will lose their money. Then the world will slip out of their hands. The problem of modern industry is to be not the distribution of the money supply, but the distribution of the man-supply. Money follows men. Free men. Free money. BOOK FIVE GOOD NEWS AND HARD WORK TO ANYBODY "_I know that all men ever born are also my brothers.... Limitless leaves too, stiff or drooping in the fields, And brown ants in the little wells beneath them And mossy scabs of the worm fence, heaped stones, elders, mulleins and poke weed._" _A Child said, "What is grass?" fetching it to me with full hands. How could I answer the Child?_ * * * * * _"I want to trust the sky and the grass! I want to believe the songs I hear from the fenceposts! Why should a maple-bud mislead me?"_ PART ONE NEWS AND LABOUR A big New England factory, not long ago, wanted to get nearer its raw material and moved to Georgia. All the machine considerations, better water-power, cheaper labour, smaller freight bills, and new markets had argued for moving to Georgia. Long rows of new mills were built and thousands of negroes were moved in and thousands of shanties were put up, and the men and the women stood between the wheels. And the wheels turned. There was not a thing that had not been thought of except the men and women that stood between the wheels. The men and women that stood between the wheels were, for the most part, strong and hearty persons and they never looked anxious or abused and did as they were told. And when Saturday night came, crowds of them with their black faces, of the men and of the women, of the boys and girls, might have been seen filing out of the works with their week's wages. Monday morning a few of them dribbled back. There were enough who would come to run three mills. All the others in the long row of mills were silent. Tuesday morning, Number Four started up, Wednesday, Number Five. By Thursday noon they were all going. The same thing happened the week after, and the week after, and the week after that. The management tried everything they could think of with their people, scolding, discharging, making their work harder, making their work easier, paying them less, paying them more, two Baptist ministers and even a little Roman Catholic Church.