The Daily Worker Newspaper, October 28, 1927, Page 6

Page Six THE DAILY W Published by the DAILY WORKER PUBLISHING CO. Daily, Except Sunday 83 First Street, New York, N. Y: Cable Address 7 SUBSCRIPTION R/ By Mail (in New York only}: 58.00 per year $4.50 six months three months Phone, Orchard 1680 y York): months Address and maii and make « THE DAILY WORLER, 33 First Stree TOR.. STANT EDITOR t. Ne ROBERT } .WM. F. New Y tered as second-class Strengthen the United Front of Labor~-Support the Program and Candidates of the Workers (Communist) Party! The program of our party in the New York elections cor-| rectly emphasizes the importance of the present campaign even} tho it occurs in an “off” year. In New York, from which it is possible that not only one but | two presidential candidates may come in 1928, and which in any | case is one of the decisive states in voting population and the | world’s financial center, the present campaign is in the nature of | a trial heat for the race next year. | There are plenty of indications that the capitalist parties are) attaching importance to this year’s elections. The charges | and counter-charges of graft and corruption which fill the presi of both parties are more than usually numerous and virulent. The socialist party, obviously preparing for 1928, rejects a| united front with the Workers (Communist) Party, but socialist officialdom is accepting democratic and republican support for its | judicial candidate, Jacob Panken. Not only is it accepting this support but it solicits it and has turned the Panken campaign | aver to a heterogenous collection of lawyers from the ranks of | oth capitalist parties. | The socialist party, true to form, is putting the election of} Panken above principles. It wants to be able to advertise a so-| cialist judge in the campaign next year. The fact that Panken’s socialism is not of a sufficiently workingclass and militant kind THE DAILY WORKER, NEW YORK, FRIDAY, OCTOBER 28, 1927 SS RKER ON THE COLORADO BATTLE FRONT The American Legion and the chamber of commerce mobilise to keep the I. W. W. out of Fremont County, Colorado. By Fred Ellis —> to prevent his being highly praised and endorsed by republican party machine elements does not worry socialist party officialdom. | On the contrary, Panken has become the real leader of the} socialist party in New York. Socialist and capitalist political parties alike have nothing to say about the war danger. With a rapid increase in the tension | internationally, with the campaign for militarization of the Amer- ican masses well under way, with the offensive against the Soviet | Union in full swing, it might be expected by workers who do not | yet know the role of the socialist party as a mask for capitalist- | imperialism, that a party which sometimes condescends to speak | of the class struggle and which makes an appeal to workers, | would have something to say and some program to offer on this} all-important issue. Similarly, the socialist party has nothing to say to the work- ing class in New York relative to the increasing police brutality which shows itself in every strike, big and little. Especially on the question of the pogrom set in motion against the rank and file of the needle trades workers has it nothing to say. The reason is clear. The socialist party officialdom has not only endorsed this open union-smashing but it has furnished to} St jase: i imag the right wing and the bosses, a theoret- lol a “ an CetOnG “and vdeevading a . jaction, and consequently ave never The program of the Workers (Communist) Party speaks/done it. 1 cane around with me clearly on this question. Its proposal for a labor party, or failing |some little red volumes of Horace, that at this time, a United Labor Ticket, to challenge the system Nan wich tes re my ee ioe of injunctions, strikebreaking by police, gangsterism and the|ary notices for. peat frame-up, can not be rejected except by those who are against aln ne y Has rest my life united labor front. it will be possible for me to be pa- On all other issues—housing, traction, food, wages of public! oo nee mene cree, eau re employes, social legislation, rights of Negroes, child labor, etc.—| prejudice into which I was rivetted the program of our party is the only one which represents the in-|by my professors of academie snob- terests of the workers and the great mass of the poorer population. | ie : hat ienhlaeg program and candidates of the Workers (Com | grace; there ot ahs Figs : ny |copy of Barrie’s “Sentiment: ‘om- Strengthen the United Front of Labor for the immediate | my,” and for the hat time rg Pine ign! |upon my young mind that wo struggle and the 1928 campaign! ie nana ie ee Rok af cannot imagine the revolutionary na- ‘ture of that idea, to one who had jbeen taught that the roll of liter- jary greatness was closed and sealed, |I began to read modern books, and the little red volumes of Horace ac- cumulated dust. This literary world of my youth was dominated by a writer named Kipling, an Englishman, you may remember; he is dead Jong since, but a ghost of him haunts a manor-house somewhere in Surrey, and squeaks and gibbers on the front page of (Continued from Last Issue.) VIL. Young America Ee are several ways by which we might approach the subject of present-day art and its economic interpretation. The easiest for me, and probably the most entertaining for you, will be autobiographical. Let me show you the world upon which I first opened my literary eyes. I am a youth of eighteen, just out of college. I have been carefully taught by several professors that to read a book less than fifty years The Zeigler Case—Part of the Left Wing Struggle Against Reaction announcement that five ef the Zeigler, Il, defendants years in Joliet peni-| their conviction for} Tt must serve terms of from one to fourte tentiary, the supreme court hav uphel assault, is another blow struck the war on the militant coal) miners that has been carried on in intensive fashion for more} than five years by the blackest gang of capitalist tools that ever cursed a labor movement. It v Frank Farrington, president of District }- inited | Be mee Tendon, Ney York, “i s m 7 sa Ve «> Claa]| seattle a Los An; s—-whe! Mine Workers, later found to be on the payroll of the Peal ii Coal the’ bulldog bread te cated: panies Company, who, with his henchmen in the Zeig ganized and financed the prosecition of these mine: In a revolt against an oven sell-out by the officials fees ss Bied ve coal company on the question of short tonnage, Mike Savovich | 7" ‘siigine steer "Bat hie LHe was shot and killed by a k an whom the grand jury refuse | stopped g, and he stayed a £, OF-|bite a stranger. This man is one « of the tragedies of our literature, stoa local | because he had so many of the great ism, Money Writes | boy—a hateful and dangerous and | bloody-minded boy, dreaming of kill- | jing all the people whose minds per-|vanced and intellectual lady who be-|her name, she wrote “Little Lord | sist in growing beyond his own. He ‘called it the “white man’s burden,” |the task of making all the colored !men into his servants; now that col- lored men all over the world are ob- \Jecting to being servants, it has Also there was a lady novelist whom everybody read, a truly ad- jlonged to the very highest English society, and invited all America to come in with her. When a new book of hers was published, the stacks in tthe department stores looked like for- | tifications, and with every volume By Upton Sinclair if I remember, and the “Century” specialized in another lady—-what was | Fauntleroy,” and the best English so- |eiety received her, and permitted her |to tell us about their love affairs. Also there was Henry James, a “Scribner” writer, too, and I read every line of his thirty or forty nov-| s; because I had come to realize} that I must know what our ruling | classes were like, and James was the | man who would tell me. He had the} |become a matter of slaughtering}/you got a premier free—no, not a| whole populations with Gece but a real live premier of | guns and poison gas and flying ma-!the British Empire, with all his heart chines, and this old ghost of Kipling | secrets, and how his political enemies in Surrey knows nothing else but/tried to ruin him by making it ap- of the slaughter-house. It is the point. of view of the cocktail-sippers in that Shanghai club which boasts of hav- ing the longest bar in the world: class superiority and cruelty, jeering smartness, wit and energy in hu- {miliating your fellow beings; and then the technicalities of the instru- ments of killing, and of railroads and steamships and airplanes to take you to the places where your victims live. Not long ago one of our. popu- lar magazines announced with great eclat a series of new stories by the old ghost in Surrey, and I found my- self reading such phrases as “Bosco absoluto” and “a four pip Emma.” No doubt the words mean something, and I might find out if I tried; but why should I trouble to learn the slang of these depraved wretches? Poor old ghost in Surrey, the world refused to go the way he told it. He put on his prophet’s robes and laid down the law, that East was East and West was West and never the twain should meet. But now from Alden to Zululand and from Angora to Zanzibar, the flap- pers are crowding to the movie pal- aces to see Mary Pickford in “Little Annie Rooney,” and coming out to bob their hair and cut short their skirts! And black boys and yellow boys joining the Young Communist League, and setting up a bust of Lenin instead of an idol in their huts! Swarming from a hundred dif- ferent lands to the University of the East in Moscow, and preparing to take up the colored man’s burden, of compelling the white man to be- come a comrade instead of a killer! I never was inside a dragon, and can’t say how he felt when St. George stuck his spear into him, but his noises must have been like the poems we get from the old ghost of Kipling in Surrey. to indict, Sarovich svas 4 Communist and the grand jury, in re-} jecting the coroner's jury findings which charged Hargis with} the murder, evidently acted on the belief that it is not murder to: kill a Communist—-especially if he is one of the union’s staunchest! The Close of the Petlura Case. Only the white guard exiles from the Soviet Union and the fighters against official reaction and a foreign-born worker to most rabid anti-Semites will find fault with the French jury that boot. {liberated Samuel Schwartzbard, who twice boasted in the court These miners are to be sent to prison because they defended! room that he killed Simon Petiura to avenge the thousands of themselves agaiust Cobb, one of the sub-district officials, and his! Jews who were massacred durin: gang of klan thugs. |rorized the Ukraine. They have been convicted technically of assault but actually} because they fought the Lewis-Farrington machine whose united | season on white guard generals front with the coal barons while making war on the militant min-| cf t ers has all but destroyed the United Mine Workers of America. A klan jury, a klan judge and bosses’ agents in the official! s ( circles in the union, are sending these miners to jail. Farrington has passed but Lewis remains. The Zeigler de-;dencies, and reiied exclusively g the period Petlura’s forces ter- Let no one think, however, that France has declared open equally as guilty as was Petlura o frightful slaughter of countless thousands during the years victors of the war for democracy were subsidizing profes- ‘| butchers in an effort to destroy the Bolshevik revolution. Duving the trial the defense hotly denied any Bolshevik ten- upon the theory of racial ven- fendants are the prisoners of the Lewis machine just as truly as|geance. Had there been the slightest évidence of sympathy with if Lewis himself locked the cell doors upon them. | Bolshevism the verdict probably would have been different. Be- The Zeigier case grew out of and cannot be separated from|ing a national and religious defense the French bourgeoisie could the whole struggle of the left wing for a militant labor move-|afford to be lenient. ment. As such the case must be viewed and supported. | But then assassination is essentially a bourgeois weapon and Needle trades workers, who have seen the frame-up worked|has nothing in common with revolutionary tactics, which relies by reactionary officialdom against left wing leaders and rank and|upon mass movements of the proletariat to avenge crimes against filers, will find in the Zeigler case one that parallels their own. the workers. Class oppression can only be overcome by waging It is a long way from the garment factories of New York to| the class struggle. it is that struggle that had eliminated Petlura the coal mines of Illinois but the struggle of the workers is the}as a menace to the revolution long before Schwartzpard’s bullet same and the methods af reaction «<«* the same ( ie € PY xended his miserable Kon gama individua) the jabber of slaughter and the slang; pear that he had—well, you know what I mean, but it wasn’t said in plain words, because young girls read Mrs. Humphrey Ward. We had American novelists also, There was our Richard Harding Davis, very much like Kipling, only he told about handsome young Amer- ican engineers who went to Central their places, with the help of the American navy arriving gloriously in the last chapter to put down the bad revolutionists and put in the good ones, just as we are doing today in Nicaragua. Also Davis wrote the most perfectly lovely stories about a young society darling named Van Bibber, who solved all kinds of prob- lems and set everything in the world right with the most wonderful grace; the thought nothing of knocking out three terrible thugs with one arm while holding his fainting lady love upon the other. The Van Bibber pa- pers thrilled the reads of “Scribner’s,” while “Harper’s” featured Mrs. Ward, America and put the spiggoties in) most scrupulous regard for truth—he | thought nothing of using up eight hundred pages to find out exactly what had happened in the way of a sexual intrigue between two of his characters twenty years ago, and to show you the writhings and,twistings of the souls of these characters while the old guilty secret was coming out. For years I read these rather nasty scandals of the rich, and couldn’t |understand why it should he of such |supremé importance whether she did jor she didn’t, whether he had or he |hadn’t. As with everything else in the | modern world, it remained a mystery j until I came to study economics, and jrealized that under the bourgeois law such old scandals determine property rights. It is upon property that bour- geois society is built, and it is prop- erty that decides whether neople are worthy of having their scandals pried into and exposed by great geniuses like Mrs. Humphrey Ward and Henry James. (To Be Continued.) Ry MEYER DWORKIN. 4 black forest of gigantic smoke- stacks, which are constantly belching with thick black and yellow smoke, surrounds the valley’ where the city of Youngstown, Ohio, lics. A heavy curtain of smeke, black, and dirty, and hot, hangs over the city always. In the valley, in the shadow of red and golden white flares which pour constantly from the huge steel fac- teries which surround the city like threatening hells, are living and suf- fering one hundred and seventy thou- sand slaves, and about five theusand slave drivers. * * Through the heart of the valley runs, like a cheap gaudy ribbon, Main Street, the nest of the mighty, where all their institutions are located, the institutions which hold in subjection and slavery the huge army which burns its life and youth away within the prison walls of the surrounding factories. Here is also-the market where the free slave purchases ali necessities for the week. Here on Main Street cheap pianos are sold, cheap automo- biles, cheap clothing, and cheap food. Here everything is cheap. It is pur- posely designed to satisfy the desire of the slave who is only born to create * s of the master class, who own erything around here, even their slaves’ very lives. * . . Main Street. A market place of cheapness. Great throngs of steel workers are swarming past the banks, the churches (Oh! how many of them there are here!) the movies, seeking amusement, escape from the monoton- ous factory life that eternally keeps one as if under a clod. The movies shouting with their green and _ bril- ~ Han osiens beauty and luxury for the few thous- | A STEEL CITY smoke-laden atmosphere more hor- {rible, to the point of terror. A fat, puffing priest, tired and sluggish, with heavy golden cross on his chest, mingles with the crowd and disappears in the dark luring entrance of the movie. Uphill, narrow, dirty streets are scattered, and reach towards the very doors of the huge, fiery steel factor- ies. Overhead a thick black and sooty | Sky, through which a reddish hot sun, like a copper disk, rolls westward, whee Saturday afternoon. Youngstown is like a black seething sea of released iron workers, All are black and dirty, and torn, beyond recognition. It is pay day. All are crowding to the banks, through which the blood-soaked dollars are straining only to find their Across the street a player piano thun- ders insanely a gay march, now break- ing into a plaintive Italian melody, and then again furiously bursting out into wild and careless jazz. What a crowd of black, dirty, shad- ows has gathered around that window of mirth, and forgetfulness! Scon two ragged forms armed in lover fashion follow a gay slavish polka in dance, ner joy. ‘ Le It has now become dark, and the darkness is heavy. In the distance, surrounding the town, the sky is il- luminated with golden flames, burst- ing in spark-showers, like so many craters, calling to the night-shift to be annihilated again within its firey sides, * ” . On Main Street the churches are chiming lazily, calling those who do not work, to service. Tomorrow is Sunday, and a dead hush will prevail over those crushed lives who have way back to their original sonrce.) repeatedly exclaiming loudly their in- | A Naive Doctor By B. LIBER. (From his fortheoming beok “The Healers.”) WILLIAM STRAIGHT had been i for one year when a | R. | ID¥; man 7 disease caine ts i: office. After the examination he tolé the ive up his work fos at least six months. A smil of pity |for the dector’s candidness was the j answer, "be you ean find some other ething lighter,” suggested ‘ht. “Oh, doctor, it is so hard to get a | job nowadays! I must stick to mine.” “Can you at least be excused from avertime work, so that you’ can have |the evening for rself?” | “That is impossible at present, dur- jing the rush.” “Impossible? see!” | William was determined to act. The next day he went to his patient’s shop jand asked to see the head of the firm. waiting in the office and | ng to one of the foremen. * | Through the thin board partition the | deafening roar of the machines came in partly muffled. But each time the door toward the shop was opened, he unable to hear his own voice, rhile the cloud of dust brought in by Impossible? We'll i | the draft made him cough. At last |the chief arrived and his subaltern ntroduced the doctor. As William ex- | plained the object of his visit he no- tieed on the lips of the employer, as well as on those of the foreman and ‘of the stenographers who had stop- ped their work and were listening, the same smile of sarcastic pity that j he had seen the previous day on the ‘face of his patient. He felt embar- | rassed and stupid, although he did | not understand why, knowing that his errand was justified and his demand xeasonable. | “So you want me to exempt your | patient from overtime?” said the boss at last. “All right. It will be all right. He will be excused.” A few days lacer the patient’s wife came to William’s office and began to abuse him. “What is the matter?” “Why, you went to my husband’s shop and denounced him. They don’t want no sick people there and now he Hlost his job. What’ll I do with my jchildren? Shame! But wait, Pll fix you! I'll tell everybody not to put their feet in your office! You'll see!” ! Letters From Our Readers Afraid of Getting Captured. Editor, Daily Worker:— In a recent study of “Company Unions and Organized Labor” by the Methodist Federation of Social Ser- vice, appearing in the Railway Con- ductor for August 1927, one page out of the four on this subject was devoted |to the left wing views and activity in combatting company unions. The ten peirts of criticism of company union by R. W. Dunn, in his pam- phlet “Company Unions” issued by the Trade Union Educational League are quoted as “Labcr’s argument by a spokesman of the teft wing.” They quote a paragraph from the conclusion jof that pamphlet contributed by Wm. |Z. Foster, which shows the company union as an attempt to ward off union organization, as well as Foster’s con- clusion that the company unions are most prominent in the basic, trusti- fied industries which the labor lead- ers have failed to organize. “Can the company union be cap- tured?” asks the federation. “An at- tempt would be in harmony with the Communist policy of boring from | within.” It then quotes the warning given Chicago employers by the American Plan Open Shop Confers ence: “Do not form any club of em- ployes. It proves to be an invitation to the union to come in and take them over. he Engineers’ Club has gone lock, stock and barrel into the Hoist~ ing Engineers’ Local. In a few case@ company unions have actually been captured for a time by trade unions.” Recognition of the powerful influ- ence of the Conmunist shop papers is made as follows: “An aggressive effort to influence the industrial coun- ‘ceil in the MeCormick harvester plant ‘is being made by Communist employes | who distribute at the gates their mile jtant little paper, ‘The Harves! Worker’.” It should be stated that thie | paper is written by Communists ,and other workers employed by the Ifter- national Harvester Co. —H. /V. Auction For DATLY WORKER. : |The DAILY WORKER: | We had an avetion or an evening party as a benefit for The DAILY WORKER from which the profit was {$28.40 (twenty-eight dollars and | forty cents) which the Executive |Committee of the Workers Party is sending you.—John Hakala, Fort | Bragg, Cali provided nothing in the way of hu- |man, elevating amusement for its thousands who are born only to create cities for the master class, and them- selves perish for want of life and joy and happiness, Night. A forest of brilliant, flam- ing throats are spitting fire around Youngstown. The flames are raging in the black night. They will burst into merciless conflagration one night. As you listen in the silence of the night you begin to hear the distant rumble as of millions of voices some= where in the flaming heart of the steel city of Youngstown, Ohio: “We make the,surroundingslaved all week, For Youngstown has | will ask for reckoning!”