The Daily Worker Newspaper, February 1, 1927, Page 6

Page Six THE DAILY WORKER Published by the DAILY WORKER PUBLISHING CO. Daily, Except Sunday 83 First Street, New York, N.’ Y. Phone, Orchard 1680 SUBSCRIPTION RATES By .mail (in New York only): $8,00 per year $4.50 six months $2.50 three months By mail (outside of New York): $6.00 per year $3.60 six months $2.00 three months Address all mail and make out checks to THE DAILY WORKER, 33 First Street, New York, N. Y. WILLIAM F. DUNNE BERT MILLER ‘J. LOUIS ENGDAHL dpieie ware absoes Editors Business Manager Entered as second-class mail at the post-offi¢e at New York, N. Y., under ° the act of March 2, 1879. SP: Advertising rates on application. $12,000 Per Year for Selling Miners. . The salary boost for officers of the United Mine Workers— $12,000 per year for John L. Lewis, $9,000 for Kennedy and Mur- ray, secretary and vice president respectively—has been ratified as per schedule in Indianapolis—but not without what represents tremendous rank and file opposition when the fraudulent nature of the delegations is considered. The machine counted 278 delegates voting against the raise in officers’ salaries and in this convention this means that at least 50 per cent of the delegates were in opposition. The monumental crust of the UMWA officialdom passes be- lief, but it is our sober opinion that for once in their lives they have gone too far. Coming on top of their steal of the power to levy unlimited assessments without sanction from the member- ship, the huge salary increase is a little too much for the miners to swallow. Even the achievement for which the machine has been work- ing—the criminal syndicalism law applied to the United Mine Workers—in spite of the intimidation and actual terrorism in full swing since the opening of the convention, was not put thru with- out a stubborn fight on the part of the miners. The miners will not get a fifty per cent increase in wages when the Jacksonville agreement expires. John L. Lewis will not fight for a difty per cent increase for the members who pay his salary of $1,000 per month on top of a fantastically large expense account. Lewis’ salary increase will_not make him any more loyal to the interests of the rank and file. That he planned to put this across.at this convention is sufficient proof of the fact that he regards the members of the union in thé same way as the feudal lords regarded the peasants—a lower class whom it is his inalien- able right to plunder. But the membership, outside of that section of it which is on the payroll and shares in the plunder, will not aecept the Lewis attitude tow: ‘'s the union. The Lewis machine will find that forcing a 50 per cent raise for officials in a union whose members have just recently had steady employment and which faces a struggle this spring that will absorb all its financial resources, has greatly weakened their hold on the minds of the membership. “The constructive policies” which many union members be- lieve they have been supporting when they voted for the Lewis machine appear in a new light as the unrestrained greed of. offi- cialdom finds expression in measures to force the membership to pay tributé in unlimited quantities. President Lewis and the other harpies may accuse the Com- munists of circulating “scurrilous propaganda” when we draw the attention of the miners to his princely income, but we assure him that we will continue to do so and that we will get new thousands of- sympathetic listeners from the ranks of the UMWA mem- bership. The new rating of the miners’ officialdom puts it high on the list of the well-paid agents of American imperialism whose grip on the labor movement must be broken before there can be a trade tnion movement in America whose first loyalty is to the work- ing class. Judge Rosalsky and the Garment Workers. The sentences imposed by Judge Rosalsky on members of the International Ladies’ Garment Workers’ union for their activities during the strike last summer are unequalled for severity in the history of the labor movement, as Louis Hyman, general manager of the Joint Board, stated in The DAILY WORKER last Saturday. When the notorious “Denny” Sullivan of Chicago, Landis Award. judge, handed out lesser sentences to striking garment workers who defied their bosses’ injunctions against picketing the labor movement of Chicago protested, the left wing vigorously and the right wing officialdom feebly. Reactionary as they are, however, the officers of the Chicago Federation of Labor made some show of trying to bring about the release of, the jailed picketers. Here in New York the reactionaries from the yellow socialists to the black bureaucrats of the Tammany—Green Central Trades -and Labor Council have not opened their lips in protest against the brutal sentences imposed on those loyal union workers by a puppet judge. The workers will construe the silence of those labor leaders as unspoken agreement with the action of Judge Rosalsky. While Judge Rosalsky vented his bourgeois wrath against good union men whose only offense was that they defended them- selves when attacked by the sluggers of the employers, the gang- sters and gunmen employed by the bosses walk the streets free men, ready to do more slugging for the employers. The workers of this city must make an effective protest against the persecution of the militant needle trades workers. They must warn the reactionary labor leaders, socialist and non- socialist that the united front between the employers, the city and state governments and the right wing in the trade unions must cease. The workers must also serve notice on Judge Rosal- sky and his ilk that a Labor Party will be the answer of labor on the poli courts against, the workers, cal field to this open and brutal use of the capitalist Tammany Hall is reported to be beaming over the pickle William Gibbs McAdoo got himself into by launching his drive for the presidential nomination on a bone-dry platform. If Wood- row Wilson's crown prince drank. poisoned hootch his “friends” in Tammany Hall would not feel a bit happier. s Get Your Union to Telegraph Congress Today! Powers Hapgood, the slim young miner from Cresson, Pa., who has been slugged twice by machine plug- uglies in three days—once in a hotel and once on the convention floor—has the finest collection of bruises out- side of the prize ring. His facial adornments consist of abrasions, swellings, cuts and scrat- ches. By some miracle he has avoid- ed getting a black eye but the con- vention is still in its youth, The progressive delegation seems to take on new life every time Hap- good gets slugged. Noticing this, Joe Angelo, the astute young Italo-Lithu- anian from Springfield, was heard to remark: “If we can get Powers Hapgood beat up at least once a day we may trim the Lewis machine yet.” eS RORY The strong-arm squad of the Lewis machine have been’ casting longing eyes on Pat Toohey. The Corkonian knobs which protrude from the visage of this young anthracite miner seem to have attracted their attentions as spots which would look well if decorated with knuckle marks. As Pat’s friends are also curious to see how he would look with a black and blue color scheme superimposed en his coppery freckles, there is a good chance of his being able to sym- pathize with Hapgood in a much more understanding manner. An individual bearing all the marks of a klansman was much excited the other day in a Greék cafeteria, where many rank .and file delegates eat. He had been reading about China, Mex- ico and Nicaragua and how Coolidge was going to see that no American lives or property would be molested by backward | peoples. The klansman was highly in favor of all this providing some other pa- triots were going to take care of the molesters. But he intended to see that the rear of the armies: of demo- erary were safe from the alien men- ace. So he glared at the swarthy servitor ‘behind the: cafeteria counter and inquired sternly: “Are you a citizen?” With a slow Levantine smile the harried one replied in a mild tone: “No, I’m Greek.” “T mean,” the member of the in- visible empire said, “have you got your papers?” THE DAILY WORKER, NEW YORK, TUESDAY, FEBRUARY 1, 1927 The descendant broadened “his smile. perfectly. “Oh, you inspector?” He hurried over to the left hand wall and came back with the restau- rant license. “Sure we got papers,” he said as he held it up for the gaping klans- man to gaze upon. A baffled look began to spread over the sharp features of the veteran of a hundred nightgown parades. “No, I mean have you got ‘citizen papers?” “We don’t sell papers, boy sell pa- pers. He got all kinds—News, Times, Star—you want paper?” The klansman clutched the counter railing and drew a long-breath. The crowd of customers stopped eating te listen, “Are you an American citizen? Have you got citizen papers? Uncle| Sam protects you if you are an Amer- ican citizen.” “Where? Here?” “No, if you go back to Greece, Uncle Sam protects you.” “Go back to Greece, no need pro- tection. Cops here eat all the time, no pay.” “If you go to China or Mexico Uncle Sam protects you if you are a citizen.” “Not going to China, going to stay here. This is good country.” e “That’s what I say. This is a good country and you ought to be an American. “Can't be American, I’m Greek.” The crowd waited.for the klans- man’s reply, but he was thru. He swallowed audibly a couple of times and then went out. He tried toslam the door but it had one of those slow- closing devices. Even inanimate ob- jects were against the government and its loyal defenders in this alien haunt. e ‘ The Greek smiled another slow smile as he poured some gravy on the roast beef hash that was begin- ning to develop a dry crust. The customers resumed’ eating. * * * Natalie Gomez, DAILY WORKER) agent, was informed by a_ six-foot! sergeant-at-arms, on the first day of, the convention, that she could not sell her wares inside the convention hall. She questioned the authority of her informant, much to his embarrass-' of philosophers He understood In and Around Miners’ Meeting’ ment, and demanded the source of his instructions. He admitted he had none. Natalie demanded that she be taken to the chief sergeant-at-arms and was accommodated, This imposing personage was ssat- | ed at a desk and upon sight of the culprit met her smile with a frown in his best imitation of the John L, Lewis manner, “We can’t allow you to sell this paper in here,” he said. “Why not,” said Natalie, “you al- low non-union papers in here.” “That's different,” said the chief, “they don’t attack our officers.” “But,” said Natalie, “you can’t stop me selling outside and the same arti- cies will be in the papers if I sell them outside as would be in them if i sold them inside and they will not have any worse effect on your mem- bers if I sell them “inside.” The chief sérgeant-at-arms opened his mouth and gazed into the vast reaches of Tomlinson hall. It was evident he was trying to isolate the poisonous germ of Communist propa- ganda that was undoubtedly con- cealed somewhere in this remark. He remembered that someone had told him that young girls were often the most dangerous type of Communist. He moved back from the desk which had made a four-inch dent in his abdomen, and said: “You get out of here.” The DAILY WORKER agent sells papers four times a day in front of the convention hall—morning, noon, afternoon and evening. But every time the chief sergeant-at-arms pass- es the small figure bundled up against the cold, damp Indianapolis atmos- phere, he throws back his shoulders and steps past proudly. Single-handed he has foiled another! Communist plot. * eee | Is there some occult tie between cafeterias and chiropractors? It may be difficult to prove its existence, but it is a fact that cafe- terias and chiropractors abound in In- dianapolis. So do officers‘ of inter- national and. national unions. The possible connection between the three is a worthy subject for investi- gation by The New Leader, altho the inclusion of union officials may' make it smack too much of unbridled radi- calism for the official organ of the socialist party to handle—B. D. |The New Bolcoms A REBEL'S MUSE My’ Muse is CRUDE, uncouth and HARSH. My Muse is NOT the Muse of BOURGEOIS poets— She CANNOT sing of lunar nights and azure skies; Her gaze is DOWNWARD cast upon the RABBLE— the humble, MISERABLE mobs. Their WOES she feels; their MISERY she suffers, With them she SIGHS and CURSES in verses t HARSH and unrefined. . . ~My Muse is CRUDE as LIFE itself. ARTISTS AND MUDDLES In our quest for talent, we bunked into Morris Bortnick, on Second ave- nue and Tenth street. Brother Bort- nick, if you recall, is the young pro- letarian artist whose portrait of Lenin created quite a furore at the Madison Square Garden memorial meeting (Parentheticaly, we might add that his other great artistic achievement is the futuro-imagisto- dadaistic heading design over this colyum). As usual, he had a story to tell us. It happens that one of his Green- wich Village colleagues was hired to repair certain paintings in a convent. When his work was completed, the holy father, a distrustful fundamen- talist, demanded an itemized bill. Fol- lowing is the artist’s statement: Corrected and renewed the Ten Commandments ........ Put a new tail on the rooster of 86: Peter; ..05.5.5% binder Put a new nose on St. John the Baptist, and straightened BONE Hse i eaties ples Washed the servant of the High Priest and put carmine on his cheeks...........5. eae Revived the flames of Hell, put a new tail on the devil and did several odd jabs for the 1.18 2.75 3.39 ass 01 Mended the shirt of the Prodi- gal Son and cleaned the piss. 27 Total .....++. sooo ees $1813.13 THE MODERN NOVEL (A clever bit of Sovhumor ¢lipped from a Moscow journal) In the Soviet Union—The hero and the heroine torment. and psycho-an- alyze each other for 354 pages. On page 355 the heroine yields to the hero. In France—The heroine yields to the hero on the very first page and for 354 pages, they, both torment and pscho-analyze each other. In England—For 354 pages the hero and heroine torment and psycho- analyze each other and on page 355 she yields to him—then they part, respectfully and virtuously- In America—The heroine yields on the first page and since time is mon- ey, there are no further analyses nor tormentations. The novel ends there and then. It is a sorry publication ndwadays that does not treat its readers to some sort of contest. To be different—— we'll have one, too. We find that in spite of its tra- ditional significance, the new “New Boleoms” does not quite satisfy our aesthetic taste. The Board of Man- agefhent and the Editorial Staff of the Colyum have therefore decided to inaugurate with this issue a national title contest. Ten dollars’ worth of books will be awarded for the best title submitted before April 15th. The names of the judges will be announ- ced in a subsequent issue. The NEW BOLCOMS will appear only once or twice a week until we get enough cooperation from our pro- letartists to make it a daily feature. Two prizes will be awarded each month for the best contribs. The February awards are: first prize, “Sex Expression in Literature,” by V. F. Calverton; second prize, “Fly- ing Ossip,” the stories of New Rus- sia. The authors of the first ten ac- cepted contributions will receive, free, a copy of “The Life and. Work of Lenin,” by E. Yaroslavsky. We would like to hear from some of the “by-gone” bards of the old Bolcoms. Nuff sed—get busy! REVOLUTIONARY MISDEMEANOR (Dedicated to E. B.) She asked me would I be so kind Explain to her the dialectics Of Engels, Marx, Lenin,’La Salle; And all our latest left wing tactics. I truly to be so nice — (I hope the C. E. C. ain’t mad) But when I looked into her eyes I taught her how to love instead. . “Say, Eva, how shall I wind up this éolyum?” “Oh, that’s a cinch, my boy! All you have to do is write, write, write and all of a sudden stop.” D. W. TALMADGE, “Thanks.” |Big Interests Seek Control Over Power Plants in Northwest (By A Worker Correspondent.) STILLWATER, Minn.—All the water power rights available in the northwest are being taken over by the large power and light trusts and com- panies. R. F, Peck, vice-president and gen- eral manager of the Northern States Power Co., quite frankly predicts still more mergers during the present year in the following statement sent stock- holders: “Continued extensions and mergers of public utility systems, the further chaining together of small towns, largé cities, states and sections of the United States into vast ‘super’ power systems, notable expansion in the uses of electricity all over the coun- try, and great gains to American prosperity in consequence of all this, appear to R. F. Pack, vice-president and general manager of your com- pany, as an irresistible trend of 1927 and the year to follow. “‘So great have been the public benefits from the mergers that began to attract special attention in 1926,’ Mr. Pack said recently, ‘as well as the advantages from the standpoint of capital invested, that there now is every reason to presume that the movement of gathering up small units into groups, and these into still larger groups and systems, and these com- ing*inté unified control through great holding companies, is impelled by an|- economic force that can never ‘stop until the United States becomes one vast network of inter-connected power plants and distributing stations of companies either ‘consolidated, affil- iated or held together by common ownership.’ ” While these mammoth power and light trusts continudlly ‘seek larger profits they never consider plans to give poor people cheaper rates. When people own their. power and light plants, lower rates for the whole peo- ple is one of the first questions con- sidered, i In Stillwater the Northern. States Power Co. charges 11 cents k. w. hrs. used for houselighting. Homer T. Bone of Tacoma, Wash., however, reports a rate of 41-2 cents k. w. hrs. used, made by the city-owned plant. Tacoma also gives a rate of 1-2 cent k. w. hr. for house heating. More than 2,700 homes are using this heat. Trusts run their plants for profit while the people operate them for sefvice, The question asked by many ‘}is “Why not run all plants in all! branches of production for service?” alli a ROCHESTER, N. Y., Jan. 31.— Two army goodwill fliers, forced ta! land here Saturday en route from Montreal with three others, wil! leave this afternoon to complete their return flight to Detroit. ' "WITHDRAW ALL U. §. WARSHIPS FROM NICARAGUA! * NO INTERVENTION IN MEXICO! HANDS OFF CHINA ! VIIt, Dad didn’t get well as quickly as they had hoped. Apparently the cold damp darkness of London was not good for him, so Bunny tok him to Paris. Bertie relented, and met them, at the station; even her husband risked his diplomatic career, and everything was polite and friendly for a few hours.” But then the brother and sister got to arguing; Bertie wanted Bunny not to investigate the Socialist. move- ment of France, at least, and Bun- ny said he had already promised Rachel an ‘article about it. There was a “youth” paper here that was on ‘their exchange list, and there was to be a Socialist meeting that very week which Bunny was going to attend. Bertie said that settled it, he would never meet the Prince de This and the Duchesse de That, and Bunny was so ignorant, he didn’t know what he was missing. Paris was wet and cold also, and Dad had a cough, and sat around in a hotel lobby and was so forlorn it made your heart ache, He would let you drive him around, and would look at public buildings—yes, it was very fine, a beautiful city; people had been working on it a long while, we hadn’t had time to get anything so good at home. But all the wihle you could see that Dad didn’t really care about it; he didn’t like this strange people with their jabber, the men looked like popinjays and the women immoral, and people were always trying to pass off lead money on’ you, and the food had fancy fixings so you couldn’t tell what it tasted like, and why in the world Americans wanted to come chasing over here was be- yond Dad’s power to imagine. It was decided to take him to the Riviera till spring. And there they were settled in a villa looking over the Mediterranean, and there was sunshine at last, a pale copy of California, Bertie came for a visit, and then Aunt Emma to keep house for them, and it‘was a sort of a home. Aunt Emma and Bertie got along beautifully, because the elder lady never failed to admire the right ° things—oh, how perfectly lovely, how refined and elegant, the most magnifieent buildings, the most life-like paintings, the most fashionable costumes! Aunt Emma would meet the Prince de This and the Duchesse de That, and never injure the diplomatic career of her nephew-in-law! Bunny got himself a tutor, and rapidly unlearned the French he had acquired at Southern Pacific. Of courset he had to pick out a So- cialist tutor, a weird-looking, moth- eaten youpg man who did not seem to have had a square meal in many years—a poet, he was repvrted to be. Other Socialists came round, and a few Communists and Anar- chists and Syndicalists and hybrids of these; they wore loose ties, or none at all, and hair hanging into their eyes, and looked to Dad and Aunt Emma as if they were spying out the premises with intentions of burglary. Even here there were radical meetings, on this Coast of Gold, where the rich of Europe gam- bled and played; and poor devils dangling always on the verge of starvation roused the pity of a young American millionaire, who lived in luxury and had a guilty cemscience. When it was ascer- tained that he would lend money, there were some to ask, and mest. of them were frauds—but how was a young American -millionaire to know? Ix The weather grew hot, and they went back to Paris. Dad liked it better now, he could stroll on the boulevards, and sit in those outdoor cafes, where you sipped things to drink; there was always a waiter who understood English, and may! he had been in God’s country an would chat about it. There were numbers of Americans to meet; Dad found the express company office where they got their mail, and he even ran into people from Angel City there! The newspapers from home came twice a week, and lasted a long time. . ‘Also, friends turned up—-Anna- belle Ames, for example, to attend the London premiere of “A Moth- er’s Heart,” and to visit Roumania with Verne, and also Constantino- Don't Delay! Upton Ginclair ple. It appeared that Verne was backing the Turkish government, as a means of squeezing.a bigger share of the Mosul oil out of the British. A funny think—Excelsior Pete, Verne’s bitterest rival at home, had offered to take him in on these concessions. Yes, you were getting something when you bought the leading cabinet members of the United States government! Excelsior Pete’s action showed how much real importance they attribut- ed to the oil scandals, and to the new President’s public attitude. Annabelle was a business woman, and understood these matters, which made her a comfort to Dad. She pleaded with Bunny, in her gentle, loving way—it was all right for him to set up new standards in business, but was it fair to judge his father by them? Certainly no big business men followed such standards. And surely America was netitled to its share of the world’s oil; but there-was nc way to take it from these greedy for- eign rivals, except to mass the power of the: government against them. Annabelle had lots of news from home. Not gossip, she didn’t tell mean things; but there was one story she couldn’t help telling, it was so funny, and it caused Dad many a chuckle. A sudden fit of modesty had struck the O’Reilly “family; they had taken down all +.ose ‘bronze and brass things that had announced their progress about the world! No name on their front gates, none on the “Conqueror,” their yacht, none on the private car with its Circassian walnut and blue satin upholstery! No longer was it a glorious thing to be an oil mag- nate’s wife—some fanatic might throv" a bomb at you! Congress had adjourned for the | summer, and Verne was going back. But he wanted Dad to.stay for a | while, because that Canadian cor- poration was the most, vulnerable of all the oil men’s actions; it had never done anything except to dis- tribute that two million dollars of bribes. It was more than ever im- portant to keep the story down, be- cause the government was proceed- ing to bring suits for the return of all thé naval reserves That. would tie up the profits in the courts—all that good money, by Jees, it was terrible! Dad would stay, of course and Bunny would have to stay with him. To make matters easier, the great Schmolsky came along, fresh from the job of buying most of.the great German moving picture stars— another step in the process of tak- ing over the industry. Annabelle} appealed to him, and he was a good sport, he said yes, it was a damn shame the way old Jim had been! treated, and it was fine of the ki to stick by him—the Jews are strong for the family; so Schmol- sky would arrange several prem-) ieres for “The Golden Couch” in Europe, and Vee might spend a long holiday with her Bunny-rabbit. Lest Schmolsky should forget about the matter, Annabelle made hin dictate a cablegram right then so Bunny saw a demonstration of what it means to have influentia’ friends! It was good business a‘ well as good nature, of course; be cause, when the world’s darling: have these glory-progresses, a pub licity man preeedes them from on: great capital to the next, and th news of the crowds and the clamo is cabled back to the United States and takes the front page eve! time. Bunny could salve his eonscienc because nobody needed him home. The magazine was getti along all right. Fifty-two issu had been published, more than ha) | of them of Rachel’s own editing; | was something to count upon, same as the sunrise—and it was tH | most interesting paper. in tl} | world! »Also’ Paul was out of immedia’ trouble. One of the nineteen mi arrested at the Communist conve: tion had been convicted and had a pealed; the cases of the rest we held up until that one was decid and meantime Paul and the othe were out on bail. Ruth wrote Bu ny the news; it was a torment have a twenty year jail senten| hanging over you, but they, we getting used to it, Ruth was goi on with her nurse’s work, and gr ting along fine. Paul had gone | a long journey—she was not at 1. erty to say where. ti i (To Be Continued.) : —