The Daily Worker Newspaper, May 30, 1925, Page 10

Synopsis of Preceding Chapters. Nickles and Joe Vavas, migratory workers, meet under a freight train while beating their way west. They get off at Colorado Springs. Joe Vavas is a barber by trade, and Nickles has no fixed trade. In Colorado Springs Vavas buys second-hand clothes for the two of them and they go to look for jobs. Vavas gets a job as a barber. Nickles manages to get work as a footman at Broad- moor, the mansion of the Broidins, His work is con- stant drudgery. Vavas is class conscious, and Nickles is not, but they are staunch friends nevertheless. An attachmeht springs up between Nickles and Marguerite, the maid at the Broadmoor mansion, One day Joe Vavas tells Nickles and Marguerite that a barbers’ union has been formed to fight against the intolerable conditions. Joe Vavas has formed the union with the help of Wil- liam who is an American by birth and not an immigrant like Joe. The younger elements in the union, led by | Joe and William forces a strike against the bosses. The | strike is won by the barbers, but the union delegate from Denver sells out at the last moment, and the strikers are | deprived of most of the fruits of their victory. Now go on with the story. (Continued from last Saturday.) * * * CHAPTER IX. UTOS tear thru the city. Black is the night. One looks out of the window. Shuts it with a bang. | A child runs across the street. Ghosts! Autos tear thru the night. What is that? Who is that? Who is in such a hurry? In the night? The autos tear over the mountains. A woman trembling: “Ghosts!” But the man: —_— ku klux klan!” * + © White, h hoods in in night. A, bu usinéssmian : “Justice is. on the way!” # ene ere It is quiet otherwise. The city sleeps. It has gone to steep at nine o’clock. The city of the ninth hour. * * * * The autos whirr off. That way. Always higher. To the peak. The headlights glare. New autos. Nothing but autos. Otherwise it is still. The city sleeps. The silent city. * * oe Pikes Peak. In the distance. No lights are necessary. Hooded figures move thru the night. At the foot of the cross is the platform. A red star on every hood. But on that of the wizard is a death's head. A death’s head. Eclipse of the moon. Only the fire shines. _ It seems foreboding. And the death’s head. High up on the peak. In the black night. And the wind whistles. Out jof the distance sounds the! bichon of an ‘auto- mobile. Words are spoken. There is whispering. The fire is dying down. The embers glow. * * * * The wizard rises. With the death’s head. As if out of the fire. They all flow into each other. The cross. The wizard. The bontire.> The flames tremble. * The voice breaks forth. Bellowing in the night. This is no place for a long speech. Short, cutting words are sufficient. There is only command here. A program? MASTERS AND SLAVES (A Sto THE FEAR OF Laas! MASTERS © As tho wild beasts were in the hoods. That is their real voice. The ery in the night. “The Reds!” The hood with the death’s head sways from side to side. “Death to the Reds!”’—say the hooded figures. In endless rhythm. At the foot of the cross. And they take the oath. The hooded figures march into formation. ‘The bonfire cracklesiw ror h oi Pikes Peak shines. : The darkness of the black night is lit up. The dark brains are lit up. In the name of the new member one hood speaks: “Death to the Reds!” That takes. Always, With undiminished force. It is a good slogan. And the white hoods bellow. * * * * And once more the -man with the death’s head: “What joy, to see such a fighting bunch !” They all feel the same way. What joy! And the fire blazes up. The flames crackle. The night? In the east glimmers a faint red. > BROT |e Only one thing: The white hoods avoid the light. The peak shines. Automobiles roar off. td the Sheed “Our city, peaceful Colorado Seika is in dan- They dash thru the night. The mountain peak. ger. The red menace is within our walls. The In haste they wind. down into the deep. So as to get ahead of the dawn. Rs eae eee ee The fire dies down. The automobiles dash away. At the cross-roads a wagon shrinks to the side. A milk wagon. American laws are not effective enuf. . . We Cone ee must establish one hundred per cent loyalty. Bonfire. The American spirit must not perish. . . Our Dispelling the darkness. enemies? The catholics, the Negroes, the Jews, the And above the fire, high up, against the sky: the| foreigners. . . and most of all the Reds!” cross. The Reds. : The peak shines out of the distance. . A ery in the night. Pikes Peak. The flood of autos empties into the fire. Wild. The white hoods fly out of the night. The fire crackles. : Fearful. 6g De pike: | bad sign. The flames shoot high. Awful. guish The dawn breaks. * * 7 * “The ku klux klan”—says the businesaman that morning. And is happy. And the master barbers are also giant * * - * * Zohn at breakfast: CE: "Do you hear Nickles? Mr. Broidin went WANTED: Bound Volumes or Complete Sets of “International Socialist Review” for 1910, 11, 12, 13, 14 and 1915. Published by Kerr’ &Co. The Walden Book Shop : (Between State Dearborn [on an auto ride last night.” Address LEWIS, ¢. 0. Labor Defense Council, pray tame hceer: nana. gat Then breakfast will be served: 19 So. Lincoln Street, Chicago, I. CHICAGO dan