sets—nothing but the rented building, the equipment and a few unfilled orders.
"Well, if we pull through the men will have to do it," said Ford. "I'll tell them about it."
That evening when the day's work was over and the men came to the office to get their pay they found Ford standing in the doorway. He said he had something to tell them. When they had all gathered in a group—nearly a hundred by this time—he stood on a chair so that all of them could hear what he had to say, and told them the exact situation.
"Now, men, we can pull through all right if you'll help out now," he concluded. "You know the kind of car we're selling, and the price, and you know what the new one did yesterday. We can get through the winter on our unfinished orders if we never get that Chicago check. Next year we'll have a big business. But it all depends on you. If you quit now we're done for. What about it, will you stay?"
"Sure, Mr. Ford." "You bet we will, old man!" "We're with you; don't you forget it!" they said. Before they left the plant most of them came up to assure him personally that they would stand by the Ford company. Next day they all arrived promptly for work, and during the week they broke all previous records in the number of cars turned out.
"War between capital and labor is just like any other kind of war," Henry Ford says to-day. "It
