The Daily Worker Newspaper, March 5, 1927, Page 9

The Attitude of a Southern Chinese T times Americans think that the Chinese should struggle only against their own military chief- tains. “If you can get rid of them and establish a strong and representative government,” they say, “no foreigner will be able to exploit your people.” These American friends are not thoroughly ac- quainted with the complicated conditions in China, Can any one imagine that those who have obtained special privileges from China by force are willing to give them up?, Of course not. Therefore, the remoter the day when the Chinese establish a strong and representative government, the better for the foreign exploiters. In order to accomplish their purpose, they use the Chinese military chieftains as their tools for per- petuating the chaotic condition in China. Since money-making is their end, they like best that means which brings them the greatest material pro- fit. When they see that. they can fish with greater profit in foul waters, they do all they can to keep the water ever turbid, never to let it get clear. De I blame the foreign exploiters without foundation? Again, evidences*are before the world. The Japanese government has supported the former bandit, Chang Tso-Lin, whom all the Chinese people hate. The British government has financed with Chinese money and with secret loans the mediaeval lords, Wu Pei- Fu and Sen Chuang-Fon, who have deprived the Chinese of their freedom of press and speech, and who have closed the colleges to enlarge their mer-: cenary forces. While visiting China last spring, Mr. Lewis Gan- nett wrote: “Canton—hope of China.” This opin- ion has since gained the unanimous support of the intelligent public of the west, and has been dearly cherished by the Chinese people in general and by the young intelligent Chinese in particular. If the goyernment of the “Powers” were sincere in wish- ing China a good government, they would have re- cognized the southern government, which is strong and representative of the Chinese people; at least they would not have helped its enemy. But the “Powers” have shown no sincerity of this kind. We read in the newspapers about the Chinese soldiers looting, about the editors and correspondents shot by soldiers without trial. Those are the soldiers ef the military chieftains supported by the “‘Powers” today. We read the Strawn report about the dark conditions existing in the Peking fovernment. That is the government supported by the “Powers’’ today. Meanwhile in southern China the Nationalist re- volutionary armies are fighting for the annihilation of the corrupt Peking government and of the chief- tains of the looting soldiers. They are struggling to maintain a strong and representative government and to win for China equality among the nations. They have now acquired such a reputation that even ir. foreign countries praise for their discipline and courage is unanimous. They have been so loved by the Chinese people that wherever they go the farmers and workers and students voluntarily serve as their guides. ‘ It is through the southern government that the Chinese people have committed the great crime of By KWEI CHEN daring to request the “Powers”. to treat them as men and women, not as slaves. What more need I say? What alternative would any lover of liberty in the west advise the Chinese people to choose? I. Those who have no sympathy with young China usually blame them for having received Russian help. To them I wish to explain that whatever Rus- sia’s motives may be, she, the new Russia, does not share any longer the contro] of Chinese tariff, nor does she any longer have coricessions within Chinese territory. She has returned to China all that was taken from her in the time of the Tsar. She treats China as-her equal. In other words, Russia helps the Chinese cause, the liberation of .the Chinese people from foreign claims and from bandit rulers. We Chinese welcome such friendly help from any people who may be willing to render it, as did the Americans in 1778 welcome French help. In our attitude toward foreigners, we do not make excep- tions of the Russians merely because they are now disliked by those “Powers” which are actually con- trolling China. Meanwhile we beg China’s friends to be kindly patient. Four hundred millions of peo- ple, with their five thousand years of civilization, will not perish without a struggle for the preserva- tion and revivification of their ancient life. And we, who are lovers of our country, believe that the time will come when the world will be grateful to us for the labors in which we are involved. KWEI CHEN. XII Paul moved one hand: and again. Ruth cried in exictement—he was coming back to life! But the nurse said that meant nothing, the doc- tors had said he might move. They must not let him move his head. She took his temperature, but told them nothing. : Paul’s hands were straying over the sheet that covered him; aim- lessly, here and there, as if he were picking at insects on the bed. His voice rose louder—Russian, always Russian, and Gregor would tell what the words meant. They were in the red square, and saw the armies marching, and heard the working masses shout- ing their slogans: they were on the playing fields with the young workers; they were .in Siberia, with Mandel playing the balalaika, and having his eyes eaten out by ants. Da zdravstvooyet Recolu- tziya!”—that meant. “Long live Revolution!” “Vsya.vlast Soviet! am!—All power to the Soviets!” And from there they wouldebe swept to the ballroom ef the Em- peror Hotel, Angel -City, Radio RWKY,. the Angel City Patriot broadcasting by direct control. Or was it to the heart of the Congo, where the naked savages danced to the music of the: tomtom, their ‘black bodies, smeared with palm oil, shining in the light of blazing fires? For a hundred centuries these savages had paddled the river, and never to the mind of — one of them had come the thought of an engine; they had stood on _ the shores of mighty lakes, and - never dreamed a sail, The weight of nature’s blind fecundity rested upon them, s g their minds, And now capi civilization, rushing . to destriction with the speed of its fastest battle-planes, cast about to find a form of ex- pression for its irresistible will to NOVEL Hy, ° Upton Sinclair degeneracy, and chose the tomtom of the Congo for its music, and the belly-dances of the Congo for its exercise, and so here was America, Land of Jazz. A voice from the megaphone, raucous, shrill, and mocking: “There’s where mah money goes. Lipsticks and ‘powderpuffs and sucha things like that!” And Bunny was in that great “Emperor” ball-room, where he had danced so many a night, first with Eunice Hoyt and then with Vee Tracy. All his friends would be there tonight—Verne and An- nabelle and Fred Orpan and Thel- ma Norman and Mrs. Pete O’Reilly and Mark Eisenberg—the cream of the plutocracy, celebrating their greatest triumph to date. There would be American flags and _streamers on the walls, and some would wave little flags—a great patriotic occasion—nothing like it since the Armistice—ray for Cool- idge, keep cool with Cal! The room would be crowded to suffocation, and by this hour nine-tenths of the dancers would be staggering. Large- waisted financiers with crumpled shirt-fronts, hugging stout wives or slender mistresses, with naked backs and half-naked bosoms. hung with diamonds and pearls, red paint plastered on their lips and ‘ platinum bangles in their ears, _ shuffling round and round to the thump of the tomtom, the wail of the saxophone, the rattle and chat- ter of sticks, the banging of bells and snarl of stopped ~ : trumpets. ' “She does the camel-walk!” shrill- ed the singer; and the hip and but- tock muscles of the large-waisted financier would be alternately con- tracted and relaxed, and his feet dragged about the floor in the in- coordinate reactions of locomotor ataxia and pou paraplegia. Paul had begun +o thresh his arms about: it was necessary to ~ hold him, and when they tried it, he began to fight back. Did he think the strike-guards at Para- dise had seized him? Or was it the jailors at San Elido? Or the Federal secret service agents? Or the French gendarmes? Or the sailors of the fleet? Or the thugs with hatchets and iron pipe. He fought, with maniacal fury, and there was Bunny holding down one arm and Gregor the other, with Ruth and Rachel each clinging to one foot, while the nurse came running with a straight jacket. So with much labor they tied him fast. He would make terrific ef- forts; his face would turn purple, and the cords would stand out in his neck; but the system had got him, he could not escape. Meantime, through the open window, Radio VXZ, the main din- ing room of the Admiralty Hotel; a blended sound of many hundreds of people, shouting, singing, cheer- ing, now and then smashing a plate; or pounding on the table. Some one was making a speech to the assembly, but he was so drunk” he could hardly talk, and they were so drunk they could not have un- derstood anyhow. One got snatches —glorish victry—greatesh coun- try—soun instooshns — greatesh man ever in White Housh—Cau- tioush Cal—ray for Coolidge!” A storm of cheers, yells, laughter— and the voice of the announcer, drunk also: “Baby Belle, hottes’ lill' babe, sing us hot one, right off griddle. Go to it, Bebe, I'll hold you!” Yes, the announcer was drunk, the very radio was drunk, the in- struments would not send the wave-lengths true, the ether could not carry them straight, they wavered and wiggled; the laws of the physical universe had gone staggering, God was drunk on His Throne, so pleased by: the election of the greatesh man ever in White Housh. Bunny, dazed with ex-. haustion, saw the scene through a blur of sound and motion, the shin- ing mouths of, trumpets, the wav- ing of flags, the flashing of elec- trie signs, the cavorting of satyrs; . the prancing of savages, the jiggl- ing of financiers and their mis- tresses simulating copulation. Ba- by Belle was unsteady before the microphone, you lost parts of her song at each stagger; but snatches came, portraying the nymphomania of “Flamin’ Mamie, sure-fire vargp ' —hottes’ baby in the town— scorcher—love’s torture~—gal that burns ’em down!” he “Oh, God! Oh, God!” cried Ruth. “He’s trying to speak to me!” And so for an instant it seemed. Paul's nnn’ & dna ety ¥ D eee oe oe oe ow ow ewe wo ee ee eon tee See reer ooo se one eye had come open, wild and frightful; he lifted his head, he made a choking noise— “Comes to lovin’—she’s an oven!” shrilled the radio voice. “Paul! . What is it?” shrieked Ruth. “Ain't it funny—paper money burns right in her hand!” Paul sank back, he gave up, and Ruth, her two hands clasped as if praying to him, seemed to follow with her soul into that far-away place where he was going. “Flamin’ Mamie, workin’ in a mine, ate a box o’ matches at the age o’ nine!” “He’s dead! He’s dead!” Ruth put her hand over~ Paul’s heart, and then started up with a scream. “Flamin’ Mamie, sure - fire vamp,” reiterated the chorus, “hotes’ baby in the town!” And Ruth rushed to the window, and threw herself—no, not out, be- cause Bunny had been too quick © for her; the others helped to hold her, and the nurse came running with a hypodermic needle, and a few minutes she was lying on a cot at the side of the room, looking as dead as her brother. And the householder turned to Radio RWKY, the Angel City Pa- triot broadcasting from its own studio. “Latest bulletin from New York, the Republican Central Com- mittee claims that Calvin Coolidge will have the greatest plurality ever cast in Aifierican history, close to eighteen million votes. Good-night, friends of Radioland.” (To Be Continued). “Enter Banking,” Kahn To Rich College Boys; Tells Them “Sit Tight” Otto Kahn, famous banker, art pa- tron and general all-round intellectual luminary of Wall Street, has advised idealistic college students to enter banking as a means of bettering Hu- manity. Kahn's advice was contained in an interview with him in the first issue of “The Daily Princetonian,” under its new board, which appeared Tues- day. “I recommend banking to col- lege. men because of the breadth of its scope, touching every field in com- merce amd industry,” said Kahn. ~ “Collegians are trained for this, as they have ‘acquired a general interest ~ varied topics.” Kahn then gaye ten golden rules for success. Here are a few samples: “Know how to bide your time and to ‘sit tight’.” * “Work hard—it won’t hurt you.. “Meet your fellow-man frankly and fairly. You don’t have to go through iusiness armed to the teeth.”