The Daily Worker Newspaper, May 28, 1927, Page 11

Edited by the Young A Page for Workers’ SECTION Pioneers of America and Farmers’ Children SOUTHERN FARMERS RUINED During the last few weeks due to heavy rain- falls the banks of the Missisippi River overflewed, flooding more than one fifth of the area of the state of Louisiana, More than 750,000 country peo- ple were forced to leave their homes and live in tents to save their lives. Most of them lost every- thing they had. Over 400 of them were drowned. Whose Fault? ' Whose fault is it? Who is to blame? Why didn’t the American government control the Mississippi River as other governments control their rivers. Is it because they don’t care what happens to poor farmers? We think so. What Now? And what now? Are they helping these farmers to start all over again? No, they are not. Many thousands of dollars are given to build battleships and aeroplanes to kill the workers of other coun- tries, but there’s not a cent for the poor ruined farmers of the south. Instead, Coolidge has ap- pointed Herbert Hoover as the Master of the Flood Funds. Herbert Hoover is a capitalist, a friend of the bosses and not the workers. He will NOT give money, but lend it, mortgaging the already mort- gaged farmers of the south. Our Letter Box SOME MORE BUNK TAUGHT Dear Comrades: I go to the Everittstown school and our teacher’s name is Mrs. Thorp. She is a very religious woman. Friday she said, “The brains we have is a wonderful thing that God gave us.” Then she said that if we didn’t use our brains, God would take away even what we had. This shows what religious bunk our teacher teaches us. Your comrade, GAZIE NEMETH. THE CRUEL BOSSES By HELEN DQHANYOS. The bosses are so cruel to the poor workingmen that they even punish the worker when he is inno- cent. They make the workers do all the work, while they smoke. their cigars in their offices and have servants at home. And the poor workers enough money for food not to talk of it on cigars and things like that. The punishing us now and laughing at us, but the day will come when - punish them and JUST LIKE A BOSS By CAROLINE SOMOGYI. Worker to a friend who is a Boss: you thinking of?” Boss who loves money: “I am thinking how I can make the workers slave more hours and for less money so I can have more profit. What are’ you thinking of?” ‘ Worker, sad-hearted: “I am thinking how I could get*a little bit more wages so that I could have enough to support my family so they should not starve!” “What are Did you get your free copy of the Young Com- rade? If you did, how did you like it? Do you want to the Y Comrade every month, it to the Daily 83 i 1-2 year sub 26c—1 year 50c. \ Name sen ewnee ite eee eee ee rg AAATCHE oo sso rsescrecrrcvenswerereesecsenessees City (Issued Every Month) First Street, | | _BUNKHOUSE FABLES __| le young ProneceR. throuv'lt distaite these : iP leatlets."Be nefits of chiid slavea cH Sve You ~ doNaRpalf Cae ass By L. Laukkonen The above picture shows a big fat eapitalist try- ing to bribe a Pioneer. Swell chance! This is a bunkhouse fable because the capitalist knows better than to ask a Pioneer to help him. He goes to the Boy Scouts when he needs help. RICH AND POOR By GEORGE YAKIM—aAkron Pioneer Group. One night Bill, my friend, came home from the school crying. When his father, a worker in the Goodyear rubbez shop, asked him, he said that the teacher whipped him. Why? Because Bill dared to complain for a low mark he received for the same work for which another fellow, a rich boy, got a good mark. Yes, the teacher gives “A”-s amd “B”-s for the rich kids’ work and “P”-s and even “F’-s for the poor ones. Yes, it also happens that some’ kids don’t know their lessons. Then one of our boys was asked why does he not study. He said that his father cannot afford to buy all the books. “Well, the teacher said, go to work, and then you'll have the money to buy the books.” She said the same thing to a boy who was hungry after leaving home without breakfast. She said to the boy after punish- ing him that “you can work in the rubber shop.” The boy said that he would kill himself in the shop, although he would be glad to go to work. When the boy got home, he asked his father whether he got any money. “No, his father said, and I won’t have for a long time.” Then he told to Bill that he was fired from the shop. There are many other differences between rich and poor. The workers’ children are the poor ones, the bosses’ children are the rich. Of course, we workers’ children do not want to live all the time the way we do now. Neither do we want to be fired from the shops when we grow up. We shall organize and build up a world where there is no hunger, where every worker’s child will be happy, where the workers will decide what they shall get. Join the Young Pioneers of America. This is the organization of the children of the workers. The Pioneers are ALWAYS READY to fight for the hap- piness of all the children. JOIN! ~Age 11%years. : ANOTHER CHEER Boom-a-lacka, boom-a-lacka Bow, wow, wow Chick-a-lacka, chick-a-lacka Chow, chow, chow Boom-a-lacka, chick-a-lacka Who are we? PIONEERS, PIONEERS, can’t you see? SOUTH BOSTON, ATTENTION! “The Pioneer group of South Boston are going to have a supper on May 29, 1927 at 876 Broadway. Beginning at 8 o’clock, everyone will get together for a fine time. There is also going to be many amusements, such as singing, reciting, jokes, dia- logues and many other things. All children are invited. ? TA", ri LAST WEEK’S PUZZLE The answer to puzzle No, 15 is PIONEER, The following have answered correctly: Agnes Kemenovich, Daisytown, Pa.; Lillian Zager, Brooklyn, N. Y.; Alli Hill, Maynard, Mass. More Answers to Puzzle No. 14 Raymond Kozul, So. Chicago, Il.; Beatrite Schwartz, New York City; Violet Sambuco, Shady- side, Ohio; Philip Franks, Chicago, Ill.; Elizabeth Hirt, Detroit, Mich.; Mary Blozonin, Luzerne, Pa.; Sylvia Nusitale, Neugounee, Mich.; Clarence Reaves, Dayton, Ohio; Anna Tuhy, Chicago, Ill; Alfred Kish, Ellwood City, Pa.; Luz Vilarino, Inglewood, Calif.; Veronica Yelich, S. Brownsville, Pa. More Asnwers to Puzzle No. 13 Luz Vilarino, Inglewood, Calif.; Liberto Vilarine, “ Inglewood, Calif. THIS WEEK’S PUZZLE NO. 16 This week’s puzzle is a word puzzle. The rites are as follows: 1 in the puzzle stands for A, 2 for B, 3 for C, ete. Here goes: 26 18514 25 20 15 8 5 12 16 20°8 5 25 15 21 147 3151318145 2 25 75 20 209147 19 21 2 19, Send your answers to the Daily Worker Young Comrade Corner, 33 First Street, New York City, giving your name, age, address and number of puzzle, THE LITTLE GREY DOG From FAIRY TALES FOR WORKERS’ CHILDREN (Continued) The hlond man became red with anger and his eyes sparkled. This made the dog happy. “He ts really a good man,” thot fie, “for only good people are angered by the sufferings of other people.” When he was thru speaking, the man said, “Bring yonr little friend here quickly. My horse has rested enough. We wiil ride off immediately so that no one can capture Benjamin.” How happy the little grey dog was! In spite of his weariness, he danced with joy, wagging his tail, and started toward the bushes where Benjamin was hidden. Then he saw something dreadful. A man came over the meadow with a dog, which ran straight towards the bushes. The grey dog howled with fright. The blond man looked up, jumped forward and called to the dog, “Keep the man back just a moment, and all will he well.” At that the dog ran toward the man. The man had reached the bush, with one bound the dog leaped at his throat, bit hard, did not loosen his hold in spite of cuts and blows. In the meantime the northerner had taken little Benjamin fn his arms, ran hastily toward the wagon, jumped in, and called to the dog, “Follow us, We will wait for you in a safe place.” Then he cracked his whip, started on the road, the brown horse gal- loped ahead for it knew everything that was going on. The grey Jog still gripped the man’s throat, think- ing every moment that if he could detain the man, it would be of advantage to the good man and little boy, and would save his friend. But the man, tired of wrestling, took a large knife from his pocket and plunged it deep into the breast of the faithful dog. The dog whimpered piteously and fell heavily on the ground. His clouded eyes still saw, far off in the distance, a tiny spot that kept growing smaller and smaller; that was the wagon which was carry- ing little Benajmin to freedom. Great joy filled the dog’s heart. He wagged his bushy tail once more. Then he died. The blond man and little Benjamin waited a long time in vain for the grey dog. Benjamin wept bit- terly, and his new friend comforted him: “The brave dog will come running back. All is well with him.” ‘But tho Benjamin was safe, he was always sad when he thought of his friend. But he did not know that the little grey dog had died for him, paying his debt of gratitude to Benjamin with his life. THE END. A PIONEER CHEER Strawberry shorteake, Huckleberry pie, V—I—C—T--—O—-R—Y f Are we in it? Well I guess! 5 PIONEERS, PIONEERS, Yes! Yes! Yeal