LABOR: A Dime for the U. M. W.

The wind was warm enough last week to melt the snow around the tipples of most of the nation's coal mines; there was a faint hint of spring in the air. Like a grey old bear ending his winter's hibernation, John Llewellyn Lewis lumbered from his den to negotiate with the nation's bituminous operators.

The U.S. watched apprehensively. Many guessed that John Lewis would try to wreck the Little Steel formula in one massive plunge for higher wages. But the miners' boss had something vastly more revolutionary in mind; he lost no time telling the country what it was. Borrowing...