The Daily Worker Newspaper, June 13, 1925, Page 11

of the Working — Lf branches of industry they did not even need ‘ike. The time was favorable. A boom! ‘day ‘of idleness meant a considerable loss e bosses. » trade union movement became stronger. iad come so unexpectedly that the small local trial barons had no time for defense. S Was a rare case where the workers were aes to make the surprise-attack. { the end of the summer meant also a counter- iive of the bosses. sides, the demands of the workers were unbe- ly moderate. In almost no trade was there 1and for the eight-hour day. And the demand ‘ages was also low. It was lower than the 3 paid in other citiés. d so the bosses were not in any too great a} ’ to bestir. themselves. 1e thing must be thoroly settled’—declared milding:contractor who owned six houses on Peak avenue, one the most exclusive neigh- rods, .t-wasn’t such a bad slogan. id the smaller business men waited. 2y knew that the fire had not blazed in vain mmmer night on Pikes Peak. i * * * * 1 great hope was: Ku klux klan. ‘or a whole month nothing was heard from it. en suddenly the klansmen appeared unex- dly at a burial. 2y laid six roses on the grave. The mourners that the klansmen would disappear again, he hood with the death’s head began to speak : ere, at your grave we vow that we will not before the extortions of the organized work- lass. If the government does not feel inclined an end to this madness which prevents the ving citizen from getting the full value out of verity, we'll get order oprselves.” ase silence. 2 hoods disappeared. 2 next day the “Springs Paper” heralded to titizens the news that the benevolent eyes of ‘a klux klan were once more watching over And it also stressed this by means of a big on. 2 business men rubbed their hands with satis- on. 2 hotel-keeper refused his hall to the mason’s . * o * * meant new hardships for the workers. A « hall-keepers broke their leases themselves, s were intimidated by secret threats. e hall-keeper had his house burned. This sed great indignation. A few people demand- at an investigation be started. The demand complied with, but the investigation brot no e fire did not intimidate the workers. The meeting was even better attended. ereupon the ku klux klan called a big recruit- neeting in the City Hall. The organizations egroes, Catholics and Jews protested. The r was forced to withdraw the permission. e peace of the town was completely shaken. 2 small business men backed the ku klux klan ng as it was not directed against them, and orted it in everything that had to do with the ers. Still, even here the views were divided. 2 were many who got the surplus profit of the ers. These said: “The one who makes more S more”’—and they declared themselves for e of the workers’ wages. e disputes became more and more heated. e “Springs Paper” demanded order. der! © der ‘at any price! en: at “the — of a fight! r * * @- * ™ CHAPTER XVI. , the candles had to be set up. The glass cases which the Japanese and Chinese gods with ellies squatted were lighted by small electric s. The whole room floated in a strange light. e Broidin family was preparing for a great ng. It was autumn, Outside blew a cool oe eee wind. It brot from the em the perfume of fad- ing flowers. The greatest care was ane on the famous au- tumn ball which marked the opening of the sea- son. The new transparent evening gowns were displayed here. Nickles and John put on their festive dress coats. The chauffeur was again sery- ing as a lackey. In the kitchen there were an exta cook and a helper. i The mansion blazed in full splendor. The floor sparkled, the mirrors sparkled. And in all the vases there were handsome flow- ers spreading their perfume. The hostess: her arms, shoulders, breasts, . everything, everything is exposed. She wears a dress of heavy silk. Behind her is a cloud of frag- rance. Tuberoses. The finest porcelain is on the table today. And the heaviest sliver. The women come. In very low-cut gowns. Flesh for the highest bidder. Exotic perfumes float thru the rooms. The women come. With rouged lips, delicate red tint on the cheeks and sharply marked eye-brows. The hostess is everywhere at once. The guests must be entertained. * * * * The men contemplate the women’s bodies. stare. Colorful chaos. A riot of colors. * * * * They The dinner. Yellow color symphony. Strong wines. French and Spanish wines. Prohibition? There is no such thing for the rich. The glasses sparkle deep red. The cook is a master in his trade. The food looks appetizing. It tickles the palates. * * * * “Law and order must be established!” General approval, And the building contractor: “We must dispose of the shameless, impossible demands of the workers.” General approval. * * * * Champagne is brot. The exalted poet with the unworldly eyes helps to pull out the corks. He knows how to do that best of all. He is praised for that by the hostess. The champagne foams. “That’s the stuff!” General approval. * * * * Now more than ever do they all see the world in a rosier light. » * * * * Nickles’ arm is almost all stiff from dragging the heavy platters. More champagne is brot in. Oe ¢ * * The building contractor calls for law and order louder and louder. The hostess rises from the table. Small groups are formed. In the big dance-hall there is a jazz-band play- ing. The ragged melodies break against the marble pillars. Bodies cling to each other. + * * * Broidin chatters with a young woman. He is once more overcome by a fever. “How pretty you are”—he says. His hand touches that of the woman. He takes the woman’s hand in his own. “How white your skin is.” The diadem of diamonds, sparkles. — “You can tell a woman’s value by her hand”— Broidin declares. Then he offers her his arm and leads her lke a] . oney treasure thru ” te of people. In the game-room din guests The Mah-Jong. By John Lassen Cards. The women are especially enthusiastic over the game. And not only the older ones. Even most of the young women are drawn more by the cards than by the dancing. The dollar pieces fly thru the air. Twenty-dollar notes. The lowest stake. Nickles and John bring cordials on great silver platters. * * * * “We must establish law. and order” —speaks the building contractor. He is surrounded by a small group. “Lawless agitators are fomenting trouble among the masses”—says the poetical Christian Scientist | with ‘indignation.—“We Scientists could solve all problems”—he goes: on. General approval. “We only need to fill people with Christian mor- ality, and law and order is assured.” “Mankind is longing for order“—exclaims a uni- versity professor.—‘“It is a purely external force which is fighting against law and order. I am of the opinion that our generation is appointed to make safe for all times the road of human free dom.” A judge expresses himself in a like manner: “Unfortunately the written law binds us too much. But I know a higher law, which can strengthen the pillars of present-day society.” The university professor with pride: “My students, the spiritual youth, have the right spirit.” And a young mililonarie’s son: “T believe we will be the ones to uproot the red weeds!” The young man said this with such youthful pae- sion and enthusiasm that those who were around him applauded. - The holy poet with the dreamy rea. drew him to his breast : “This is the way which leads to the kingdom of Christ.” They sat down at the small drink-tables. They drank. . , The dancing became more and more abandoned. The bets rose from twenty dollars to fifty dol- lars. Mr. Broidin dancéd with the young woman. “T feel quite young again”—he whispered. Mrs. Broidin beamed with joy. There was general intoxication. * * * -« Iced tea. Hot tea. Iced cocoa! Black coffee. Ice-cold lemonade. . ‘y Orangeade. Punch. Everything in plenty. . o * * “These unscrupulous agitators want to change Christ’s world”—said the paweettly poet. May they. be cursed!” General spyeerm. * * * * The perfume of the flowers was so intoxicating. The women smelled from gern Morning dawned. Nothing can last forever. + « * Nickles could hardly move his arms any more. Mr. Broidin still felt for a long time after going to bed the cloud of fragrance of the young woman, the soft stroking of her hand, and her diadem glittered before his closed eyes. “A lady of the highest society . F I’m going to meet her, . . For a moment he thot of Marguerite. The servant-girl, A paniful memory. He will dismiss her, And he thot over how to do it in the simplest . Tomorrow This complicated Chinese game is a rel and quietest way. stimulus for the nerves. (To be continued neat Saturday) ere aon