"Your honored father, sir, used to say, 'If changes don't come, make them come.

Things aren't getting on without them.'" "How long can we run, Greenwood ?" "Happen about four hours, sir." "When the looms give up, send men and women to the lunchroom." "All right, sir." Was it all right?
If so, had he not been fighting a useless battle and got worsted?
But he could not talk with his soul that morning.

He could not even think.

He sat passive and was dumb because it was evidently God's doing.

Perhaps he had been too proud of his long struggle, and it was good spiritual correction for him to go down into the valley of humiliation.