The Daily Worker Newspaper, December 5, 1925, Page 11

lokolov, friend .. . Tell me for the last time, about I see you’re about to ¥ ” ie €rescent-moon was gazing into the bullet- window with a° greenish, smoky light, wig on the floor the shadow of the window- 1e.©The wounded moaned and raved in many 8. ‘kolov was silent under his coat. In his at, or somewhere inside, something was rattl- and gurgling. His face appeared dead and a by the light of the moon. . .” xokoloy ...‘friend .. .” yon’t torture yourself,” gasped Sokoloy. need it ... do you hear? ... I need it!” sip, bending down until he was on all fours, ed ‘still lower over Sokolov and began to tell in a ‘hot, penetrating whisper how he had been in “the enemy’s rear, in the very capital ie Ural, had found out, sniffed out eer e 3 to strike them squarely on the head . ind from there, not sparing. my head, I mage way to Tecate to the site of my ‘ruined home. ‘as, night. T crawled over to my house. thru the window. . . . Enipty, quiet. .¢. AP HitISO? “P' alinost Sereamed with pain. I sd"thé window, do you understand, kissed the h ... and the ground near the porch where villains’... A-a-ah!” sip» grabbed his head, swung it to and fro, be- e silent for a moment, moaning as if with the hache, and again said to Sokolov: “riend, for the last time . . . How did it hap- ? Don’t spare me. Tell me everything, every- 1 ” nd ‘Sokolov, with rattling gasps and long ses, began to tell how the Whites had burst the village, how they found out thru various bearers that Osip was the head man in every- g in the district, and how they broke into house. - did not see, I don’t know what happened in house. Only, they dragged your wife, that is, asha, out on the porch. I see she is all in _ers, breasts bare... The little one. is in her s and Vasyatka clings to her skirt, bawling che way down the street. . The little officer pened to be a quick-tempered fellow, he com- ns that the brats interfere with his question- bitch... He turns to a soldier and | 98 tck Cem. bothion va. bayonet!?: The sol- ‘istarted back, wouldn’t do it. "Isée him now we my eyes. a red-haired fellow, and his eyes blink, blink. .. The officer struck him one, ling square on his freckled face... He sbed the little chap and banged him against fence, like a fish .. . And the soldier, as if right, stuck Vasyatka with a bayonet, so to ... Then your wife, Natasha,“ began to am in a horrible voice, and like a vulture she ped at the officer, grabbed him by the throat with her hands and teeth ... O-o-oh!” -okolovy choked. He tries to catch his breath something boils and rattles in his chest . ill bends over him, his head lowered stiffly, itrembles with a rapid shuddering, a sud- tehing, and his clenched hands rest on the 08 r. nd Sokolov continued: He, the son of a——, grabs Natasha by the ‘with one hand... and the other hand, I reaches for the revolver. Vasyatka is strug- g at his feet; he keeps pulling his trouser leg he’s all blue from the strain... The officer ots downward under his feet. Vasyatka fell ulpmp and rolled down the steps, his little “ stretched out, his shirt turning Up . 6. i the’soldiers® ‘turned away...” okolov ‘held his breath fora long time, sind pbed the blanket with his fingers,’ as if listen- to something Within himself. ' {n his rage, he wanted to shoot her ; it wala e been much better. But then .. . the devil t two tiore... Blue unifornis with gold ag, braid on their breasts. One had glasses, i, he didn’t have ’em, so to say; he had a one eye. .. They grabbed Natasha, put her face down. . . Then the two sat on | her clothes off, and began to flog her rs . the nagaika. .. But she broke loose, I don’t w how. .. And then she struck the one that had ass in his eye straight in the mug. .. He got i... He yells to the soldiers in a shrill ‘e. ‘Sharpen a’stake, you sons of——! And self he grabs a birch-stake that was by the d-pile near the fence. . . . ‘Point it, he yells, od and sharp!” okolov, ‘obviously excited, began to swallow greedily, like a fish thrown on the sand. His 3 filled with tears and glistened sharply in moonlight that fell thru the window upon the Pes And then... the sons of——dug the stake » the ground with the point up... They tore \ \ _ understand? They put Vasyatka one at her feet. . . days on the stake, horrible, bl wouldn’t let her be taken down. into tears at the sight of her... Sokolov turned away. With hoo grabbed the edge of the pillow, an ” der-blades. . . Osip was sitting on the floor, witl . . He looked wild and terrible light. ing, like a dog,—his beard shook, unbearable sorrow. : * Overnight the line was put’ to at the very head. The staff kept turning to hive all Whites. It was night-time. toward noon we had finished the By A. CHIARINI. HE results of the amnesty which the Italian government timed for the 25th year of the king’s reign are being felt more and more every day. The prisons which were cleared of the criminal elements and fascist hooligans which even a bourgecis gov- ernment should have at least given a light sentence, are now becoming more and more. filled with reyolution- | ary workers,,and nrimapily. yp: ists. The persecution of Communists: and all revolutionary -workers “in gen- eral, mass arrests, exceptional meas- ures and extraordinary decrees against any kind of workers’ unions whatso- ever which are not under fascist con- trol, are becoming more frequent every day. It would appear that the fascist government is even annoyed by the fact that thanks to parlia- mentary immunity, a few prominent Communists are still at large, and therefore charges are now being brought up against them to provide a plea for their imprisonment. The cynical fascist “amnesty” loud- ly heralded as being “for public paci- fication” was widely advertised: On the one hand it was a kind of ex- pression of devotion, of the fascist gov- ernment for the king, and on the cther hand it was-of a demagogic nature to show the wide masses that fas- cism also is not devoid of “generosi- ty” twards political prisoners. Whereas former amnesties served as a stimulus for individual fascists to commit their unpunished crimes and acts of violence against the work- ers and peasants, this last amnesty has opened the doors wide to all fas- cist cut-throats whose crimes even bourgeois justice had been unable to leave completely unpunished in face of public opinion, — With regard to thé ‘workers and peasants languishing in prisons, it would seem at a first glance that now. the: iron doors ef the cells had been. opened wide before them: 1,600 polit- ical prisoners were liberated as a re- sult of the amnesty, but they had hardly time to look around when a section of them was once more seized and clapped into jail, while the others who succeeded in dodging this recent lot of theirs were compelled to go away from their “homes” and live as political refugees in centers where they are not known and where the police had not yet succeeded in hon- oring them with their attention. It is sufficient to say that during this last month of “public pacification” of the fascist government, another 2,000 revolutionary workers were again im- And whereas before the Sn prisoned. off Natasha’s clothes to the last rag... And stuck her naked, alive, on the stake. . . And she stayed there for two wheezing came from his chest due to the burning pain of the disturbed wound between the shoul- ed up, like a huge, shaggy dog, ready to howl. He was trembling with a rapid shudder- showing thru his beard, chattered with swift tremors, clenched, and chattered again. eyebrows twitched: in swangs bewilderment, in test’ locomotive: woke up with its merry hoot- ing. We-look and see that.an armored-train, a “beetle,” as we call it, was there too. started forward, Osip ‘with ‘our detachment, and Well, what is there to tell? Of course, we can- not even understand how and: what... seems. there were no preliminary attacks. seems that we cut into the. very center of the Again—that’s more than we, just rank and file, can understand—but Do yow and the little captives. soldiers. ue. c:.°) They People burst come ours. ked fingers he | d an ominous bang! And » his head lift- in the moon- “D-d-dog !” and his. teeth His But with their Don’t you dare kill an officer, bring him to Osip. revolver, and—square on the bridge of the nose— walks off Only, his eyebrow trembles nostril twiches. ... drag thru his teeth; And he had another way with him: came to rest in a little town or a village, then, you could be mighty sure of it, he wants a guitar. — We—you know,—some go after the girls, and snoozing in camp. And our Flying Osip. was attending to the’ He was very strong on sparing captive He would say a word or two to them and tell them to think it over. lads straight off beg to shoulder rifles; they be Well, and the officers he had his own way. but by all means And he takes his long, long without turning back. a bit and his torn And sometimes he would when we some hang around the eats—but for him—give him a guitar. rights. The no good. Well, we the time. But it Tt. guitar... job and were The Fascist “Amnesty” eye of the fascist “troopers” and amnesty the average number of per- manent political prisoners fluctuated frmo 8,000 to 9,000, it now reaches about 11,000. In addition to these permanent prisoners of capital, many of whom are condemned to imprisonment for life, thousands and thousands.of work- ers suspected of being “Soviet” revo- lutionaries--have becn compelled to pass thru the school. of the fascist risons, even if only for a short time. nm, reply to Comrade, Gramsei’s ques- tion «in parli ament as to why these arbitrary mass arrests were being un- dertaken, Mussolini cynically stated: “We are arresting you in order to be- come acquainted with you.” And this “acquaintance” which not thousands, but already tens of thousands of com- rades are being subjected to, will cost the working class of Italy very dear. This is all quite apart from the con- ditions inside the Italian prisons, the deprivation of wages, and the state of terror in which the families of the prisoners are-kept. What is more, the the arrested workers who are liber- ated are put on the black books of the police, the bosses and the fascist “troopers.” This means that on the slightest pretext and even without any pretext they can be once more seized and thrust into jail, that it is with great difficulty that they can find any work, while they will also meet ‘with persecution on the part of the local fascists. These workers are com- pelled sooner or later to emigrate from Italy or to be put in the posi- tion of political refugees within Italy itself, in places where they are not yet known and where the hand of re- action.has not - agen able to reach them. It. is obvious’ that 't under such con- ditions, the problem as to thousands of. political..prisoners, of their unfor- tunate families, and of the thousands of, political, refugees resulting every- where from the fascist regime, faces the Italian~ working and peasant masses in all its gravity, Already at the present time the Italian section of International Red Aid has about 150,000 members, But the society has not yet been formed everywhere, and its membership would be much larger if the very fact. of belonging to this society of aid to class war prisoners were not con- sidered as a crime and punished by the legal and illegal fascist jaws. Cases of, persecution and ill-treatment of workers and peasants only because of their being known to conduct ac- tvities in favor of the International Red Aid, or simply thru an I. R, A. membership card being found on them, is a frequent occurence in any large or even small center in Italy, Once, fools that we were, we gave him a balalaika. He silently pushed it aside— He would sit down somewhere, on the porch or on the logs, and, pulling his dingy old cap low down over his eyes, would begin to pinch ~~ strings: trin-tren, tren-dren. . . He would forget himself, let his hand ‘atop; of and his head would sink low er and lower on the” And at such times, tho it sounds strange—we were afraid of him. We were afraid, and we were sorry for him to death. Just think—what a terrible, inhuman load hangs over his head, if one rightly understands. in Italy In certain localities activities of the International Red Aid are openly for- bidden by a police decree. Recently, for instance, Comrade Serrati, one of the most important I. R. A. leaders in Italy, was handed a decree by the Milan police prefect which forbids in Milan and the province the existence or undertaking of any activities what- soever on the assumption that “the I. R. A. is in contact with revolu- tionary organizations.” In small cen- ters the prohibition of I. R.A, q¢tiyi- ties amounts in simply; ternoxizing, those who show any activities in this direction, or who even show their sympathy. In spite of this, the Italian section of the I. R. A. has alréady dis- played a very considerable activity and has done a great deal in solidi- fying the workers’ and peasants’ united front of struggle with the white terror and in aiding its victims. The black cloud of reaction is once more forcibly hanging over workers and peasants of Italy, The persecu- tions of Communists and of all revo- lutionary workers in general creates extremely difficult conditions of life and struggle for the workers and peasants in Italy. Under these conditions, ‘however much the fascist government may publish “amnesties,” the number of political prisoners and of persecuted workers will continue growing, and the Italian section of the International Red Aid is now the mass organization which is actively and fearlessly rally- ing the workers’ and peasafhts’ front against the white the revolutionary captives. CHICAGO TO CELEBRATE 1905 RUSS REVOLUTION ON DEC. 20, AT 2 P.M Preparations are under way for a big celebration of the 20th anni- versary of the 1905 revolution and the 100th anniversary of the De- cembrists uprising, The celebration will be held Sunday, Dec. 20, at Schoenhofen’ Hall, cor. *Milwaukee and Ashland Aves, Over 150 people will participate in the concert program, speakers will address the crowd in different languages, ‘“ _ Beginning at 2 p. m. sharp. Tell your friends about it. The celebration is arranged by the veterans of the revolution of 1905. There will be an admission charged of 25 cents for the benefit of the International Labor Defense, iwi x eee. terror aiid’ {s'' stretching out its fraternal hand te’