The Daily Worker Newspaper, September 6, 1930, Page 4

> Page Four —_ DAILY WORE NEW YORK, _ SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 6, 1930 “GREAT EN ‘Hoover, a Thief, ‘Bven Bovah Fortune on Fake Railroad } Sale of Gov ernment Wa Admits—Built stock and r Material By GENE N. HALLY been permitt rule t n such If it were.Herbert Hoover, and] ‘')) ” : mot-his father, whose first occ pewals fee Treduotl tion was that of is tk k a petfect title a biogr president would have for the ng: Herbert Hoover, or from Black- smith to Blackguard. Hoover a Thief, Says Borah Most workers know far too | f the extremely interesti their aged to esca’ Boral who s' ference | nd open ‘tune, repu 000,000, “to be well rnecome Hoo olving u could d tructure e was i governmen’ ifter the war. Refuses Bread to Starving Workers. charge of the ed to cri Hoover has also committed crim e did that he w no capitalist court wou , and t vict him of. After the war, ypled because there was in charge of Europes n no Hoovers to urge d to distr rkers whom he inted” with then th And munism, nea “econom} ” were seri little matter of permitting did he in the first place recor American food trust to sell d to congress that it spend five of foodstuffs at any p’ dollars this r, five hun- ded, while he was a $1-a-| dred r han the govern- ear food administrator during the (ment year? And war. | did he spend $90,000 more of t’ Hoover, by dint of an extraordi- govern ’s money on_ the costly publ: ampaign, lly earned the reputation | ev ng a eat engineer, of a rise in the cost of we have been tol Just how | enough that the cost of living ha hough no one has ever been able to point out a single notable engi- neering feat to his credit. f much this huflaballoo about Hoo- | fallen. And w with all his urge engineering abil has en-|for economy, has he doubled the abled him to hide the death rattle number of servants (paid by the tof American capitalism, has been|treasury) in the White Hous ‘repeatedly pointed out in the Daily|that now this son of a blacks = Worker. lean’t get along with less than 77 Hoover Inspired Wage-Cuts. | And why did he recommend, the! His conference, called ostensibly | other day, that $97,000 be allotted “to maintain production and wages, |to our diplomats abroad for the pu actually resulted in an immediate | pose of entert Ceo It closing down of hundreds of fac- | taken the good fascist Hoo tories and the most drastic wage-| request the appropriation t zeuts in America’s history. His} other president has dared ,000,000,000 construction program | mend. “petered out so that actually the} When Hoover dies, may we place government ‘has spent less than|him in the Lenin Museum—between one-third for new buildings so far|Grafter Whalen’s diamond-studded this year. blackjack on the one side and Pope : Hoover's building program was a|Clement, who was supported by deliberate fraud, conceived to mis-| 4,000 prostitutes, on the other. tlead the m: About a week —_——- tnfter the Daily Worker published d . id d i figures proving that the “enormous”| _ New York City spends $500,- ‘building program existed only in| 900.000 yearly—the Communist :Hoover’s imagination, a democratic) Party demands refief for the un- congressman accused Hoover of| ¢mPloyed—vot - spending less on public building this | syear than the government spent} last year. Hoover, thus caught with | ‘A -Fishine He Ww sie his pants down, decided to talk about other and pleasanter thin, Our *stationary -ngineering president is “full of plans, if not of real ideas. =And when one bright morning he announced that government ex- penses would have to be cut $100,- 000,000, thousands of belly-crawling little government functionaries be- | gan to experience cold chills, and| an equal number of newspaper edi- | torials again thanked their capital-| 7. ist gods that so.great a genius had has recom- Communist! The Daily Werker is the Party’s best instrument to make contacts among the masses of workers, to build a mass Communist Party. Flat Foot By JIM LERNER imagine! A dog passed by and sat This little incident took place on| down next to me, so it’s my fault!” the Parkway Beach, at Coney Now the cop was in a hole. If it Island, on a cool, summer day. A|had been a Red he was dealing cop who had been accustomed to} with, then it would have been a go cut on the beach and nab a half-|simple matter. He would have dozen or more boys who peddle ice| bounced him on the bean and cream and then squeeze a few dol-| then arrested the Red for assault lars graft out of them was wande on an officer of the law. But this ing around angrily playing with | was a different matter. Here was his summons book. too cool today for the peddlers. whose ownership she disclaimed. After walking about the beach; The one thing that remained to be for about an hour without seeing| done to save his dignity was to anybody playing ball, peddling, or | take the dog into custody. Poster in New York Demonstration. displaying an indecent shoulder | “Gee, Cops Are Dumb!” without a bathing suit strap, the’ ‘The cop bent down and attempted | cop suddenly smiled triumphantly, | to take the dog by the neck. The then putting on his most cossak| poodle jumped up and_ barked) ‘‘manner walked up to a girl along- | ]oudly—-as poodles are wont to do. side of whom sat a dog—a fierce|The brave defender of law and = white poodle without a muzzle. lorder jumped away, frightened, His book of} his hand onto the dog's ne This demanded of the girl. - graft receipts was out and his| time the dog sank his teeth into the} --pencil in hand, waiting. The girl| gloved mit. acted dumb and looked at the spot! Excited and red in the face, the = where the moon would be when it|cop jerked off the glove and ex- ‘got dark. | amined the injured hand. The skin “Can’t you hear me, what’s your|was not broken. The poodle, grab- * mame?” exclaimed the copper in| | - still louder voice. | quick down the beach and the cop, | > “You don’t have to know my | conscious of the laughter all around ' name” answered the girl calmly. | him also seized this chance to get “Don’t get funny now. Give me| out of an awkward situation by your name right away.” taking off after the dog. But he “Well, I don't want you to know | w careful not to run too fi my name and IJ won't give it to you.| making sure the dog was a safe dis “Anyway, why do you want to know; tance away. This is the stuff of my name?” which New York cops are made, ‘.Triumphantly the mighty one “pointed with his big stick to the pup. “That dog has no muzzle!” “Then arrest the dog. I have nothing to do with him. Can you after his retreating figure. The girl who refused to give her name shook her head and _ said, “Gee, but the cops are dumb!” GINEE a? NOT SLOW TO CUT WAGES No business; | @ pretty young girl and a dog | He} “What's your name?” the cop| put on his gloves and tried to sneak| bing his chance, started out double- | The crowd laughed and jeered} A Written Version of the Russian ° Movie for American Wor! | Class Children (This movie, based on a true life in the So- ted by a group d other boys ry of chi viet Union s taken by an , Fatima Gil- j a Buy! » buy my Oh, ill buy my little Ler called again and tanding on great thorough- again! But one of ares, ) one h she ts out y so all could see. No one figure stand- by the huge h had once 2 of Nicholas II, eza now that the work 1 taken contro! anid traffie at its busines the day. Street cars and buses thundered past, laden with men and women workers re- noise 0: turning home after the day’s labor or going straight from the shop to a union, club or Communist Party meeting. Hundreds upon hundred of feet sounded upon the pavements, | as Leni masses tramped past, | ing, laughing, arguing, gesticu- selves. lating among ther Stranded. For a moment Fatima forgot toj call, as she watched with bright e the crowds of workers surge High over head the clouds flew past while just beyond the thoroughf e river Neva flowed on its wa to; he Baltic Sea. Something ached Fatima’s breast, though she ’t. know what. The throngs sing by were like a mighty moving onward, onward—} vigorous, in good spiri and headed for some great goal. Fatima} longed to run out and join them, to} become’ a part of this powerful current. Sometimes Fatima ran along the| edge of the Neva, picking up twigs and sticks that lay on the shore She was like one of these small) v randed. The great current! | of life, sweeping on to its destina-| tion had so far passed her by. It was too bad that no Commu: |nist worker happened to spy little Fatima with her wares, as our story would have reached a happy endin: then and there, or soon afterwards. For such a worker would have made Workers Boost Daily As Their _ Answer to Woll By Unable to sell all the copies of | the Daily Worker I took with me to the factory gate in my section, | I decided to forego riding back to the section headquarters (a dis- tance of 10 “L” stations), but in- stead took a walk and on the way I approacehd workers in the street calling on them to buy our Daily. And I am glad to state that the} | physical inconvenience that a long, | | brisk walk under a 90-degree sun | entails one, was, in my case, more} | than fully offset by the pleasant jand most thrilling experience I got on that hot summer afternoon, The results of my effort were: I sold 11 copies of the Daily Worker on the way, obtained two monthly |subscriptions and made three con- \tacts of a promising nature. When |a group of three Negroes (who, by \their attire and carriage could eas- jily pass for politicians of the boot- licking type) were solicited, one of them asked me in a gentle tone: | “Is this the Red paper?” On| hearing my affirmative answer, he gave me a dime piece and refused to take the change I offered him, | |adding in the same placid air: “I} know what the money goes for. I thoroughly understand your move- ment. We,” pointing with his hand to the rest of the group, “are with! | you.” He gladly: gave me his ad-| dress and extended a hearty wel-| {come to his house when our com- | mittee would come up to him to dis- | initiation into one of our} zations. The Fight Is Ours. The next man I approached with| | the Daily said: “Here is a half dol- \lar for a monthly — subscription. That” (here the worker delivered | himself of a pithy, unprintable; phrase indicative of his indignation) | | “Woll ts the worst enemy of the ;working class. I belong to the A. F. of L. and I know who those be- trayers are. I am heart and soul for the defense of the Soviet Union. Keep up your good work; the fight is yours.” On a third solicitation a worker) who was standing at the entrance of a hailway, asked me to go with him upstairs. Hiding my surprise ‘at this unexpected invitation, I fol- |!owed him. Later he explained to | me the reason for his disinclination to talk with me in the street—he is about to become a citizen and dis- | cussing the Daily Worker near eavesdronpers might jeopardize his move of entering the roster of “free | citizens”, He, too, made out a monthly subseription, for “I am H. FRIEDMAN, | | ever, jeur, due to the ignorance of the! among the high columns, until she child and its elders, and sometimes | | this year, \his ribs. |happier circumstances. While in ; this country child labor is a com- mon thing, there being more than two million like Fatima in the United States, and such laws as exist are winked at by the politi- cians whose pockets are filled by the very manufacturers who profi by child labor; in the new I laws against all forms of it his business to find out from the} | child why she was here and taken| “Please buy my candy? | the necessary steps to place her in| Candy! “Buy! Buy!” called Fatima. Red Star Two for a kopeck. Oh, who will buy my candy?” Soon dusk crept up like a fog from the river and marshes, but | Fatima stayed on, afraid to go home. Quickly, silently, the clouds grew thicker and thicker, until sud- denly, the storm broke. Great sheets of water poured out of the K Everyone scurried for cover. Delegation of Soviet Pioneers to International Conference labor are strictly enforced. How- there are still cases which oc- also to the laziness or depravity of | n older person who has not entered | into the new life, but. tries to live! in secret off the labor of the young one. Such a person was Fatima’s aunt, Anna, The wind, laden with dampness, blew her brown tangled hair into! her eyes and swirled he. worn skirt around her slight body. Fatima’s lips trembled. Oh, how her aunt would give it to her, is she didn’t | sell all of her candy! She counted her coins. Only thirty kopecks | (about fifteen cents). LABOR Baseball season is drawing to a close. The neck-and-neck finnish is being performed. Will the Giants finish under the wire or will Mr. Chewing Gum Wrigley’s Cubs come | out ahead? This is the question that the capitalist sport writers are trying to agitate the workers with. We were confident of the Giants |a couple of weeks ago, but if they | drop any more games we're going to transfer our confidence. As far as the American League is con- cerned, the Philadelphia Athletics have it in the bag. Mr. McGilili- j cuddy’s smart outfit will have the | pennant floating from the flagpole Much good this will do Philadelphia unemployed workers! Hack Wilson smacked out home run number 44 the other day. This; | Hack fellow can hit. He’s big enough, too. last few years of his young life in |the factory, working under some slave-driving foreman. Not that | boy! He’s been drawing down a few good thousand every year and) has been eating stuff that sticks to Funny thing about that name—Hack. People don’t remem- ber whether he was called that be- cause of his resemblance to a big cab or because of the way he takes a vicious cut at the ol’ apple. Meanwhile the Eastern District of the Labor Sports Union is go- ing ahead full steam with its preparations for the Eastern Dis- trict Training School. This school will last five weeks, beginning Sept. 15. It will be a full time school and will be held at Camp Kinderland. Physical instruction, workers defense, elements of the class struggle—these will be the main courses taught. Fee will be | $10 per week, $50 for the full five weeks. This will cover all ex- penses. Students from all work- ing class organizations, especially Trade Union Unity League unions are invited. Applications should be sent iato the Eastern District of the Labor Sports Union, 2 W. He hasn’t spent the | j the lightning, also looked around for shelter. Here and there she ran spied one dry spot, underneath the lion’s belly. In a flash she was under his flanks. | It was not so bad under the lion. Fatima decided to spend the night | here. She was hungry and cold, but why go home, only to be beaten? The storm had now subsided, so | Fatima curled herself up and soon | dropped off to sleep. The last thing i het did was to say to the lion over her: | “Kind friend, please watch over {me while I’m asleep and keep all harm away.” But the imperial lion did not change his stony stare, Like his former master, the czar, he had SPORTS | 15th St. Applications should be | sent in soon. Sir Tommy Lipton is here with his Shamrock V, to capture the | yachting title. This old reprobate, | who has made millions out of the workers on the tea plantations of | Ceylon, which he practically owns outright, is here with his boat. He |cares more for that little toy than the whole capitalist class does for the unemployed workers. He puts hundreds of thousands of dollars into the boat every year. Fancy toy yachts for Sir Lipton; pellagra and starvation for the tea workers lof Ceylon! Truly, bosses sports is built up on the robbery of the work- }ers. Lipton could literally float his yacht in the blood and sweat of the bitterly-exploited Ceylonese masses. Think of that every time you see the old goat’s picture in the movies or the Sunday rotogravure section! | And now looking at Grant Rice’s | column we see: | “Sir Thomas ... has put some- thing less than $500,000 into the contest . . . and the defending costs won’t be much less than $5,000,000. . . .” Five million bucks! This is food —not for the stomach—but for thought for the textile workers who in Bessemer City who just came out against a wage-cut of 30 per cent. It's a relief to turn back to the activities of the Labor Sports Union of America, the sports or- ganization of the working class. The L.S.U. held its preliminary track and field Eastern District meet last Sunday, at Pelham Bay Park. It will hold the best and most sensational events will be held at Ulmer Park, Saturday, Sept. 13, in connection with the International Youth Day Celebra- tion of the Young Communist League. Admission wil be 50 cents at the gate; 35 cents with tickets. Come if you want to see real labor athletes in action! through standing by you in your fight will the Negro problem be solved.” In the midst of the hellish war shouts against the workers’ father- land and the revolutionary move- ment for the emancipation of toiling masses in all capitalist countries that the profiteering class and the entire coterie of labor fakers are raising, it was a source of inspira- tion to hear \and see how many workers are rallying to our cause and how the USSR has endeared it- self in the heart of the “unknown worker”. Forward, comrades, go on unre- lentlessly with the campaign of bringing our message home to and mobilizing all the workers for the defense of the Soviet Union. The potential possibilities of recruiting the wide masses to our movement have never been so great as they are now. Let us use the utterances made by the workers: “The fight is yours”; and “That bastard Woll fully convinced now that you Com- munists are our friends and only ,; shall not succeed in his knavish de- signs” as slogans of counter-attack against all the stinking, rotten Fish- »; 8 and Wolls and their crew who are trying to stem the workers’ on- | ward march, Wanted From Our Readers Contributions for this page. La- bor jokes, human interest stories about your life and working condi- tions in the shops or on the farm, articles, funny happenings, draw- ings and cartoons will all be wel- comed. All articles should be short ~—at the most, not over seven hun- dred works. Stories may run long- er, depending on how good a tale you can tell! Send all contributions to Saturday Feature Page Editor, Daily Worker, 26-28 Union Sq., New York City. Demand the release of Fos- ter, Minor, Amter and Ray- mond. in prison for fighting , for unemployment insurance, f \ ‘Children of the New Day By MYRA PAGE A False Guard. Dawn came up clear and mail over a city washed clean and fresh. | But Fatima slept on, while two} hoodlums crept up and took the coppers from out her outstretched} candy from its hiding place under | the lion’s belly. The sun touched | Fatima right on the cheek and) teased, “Wake up, sleepy-head.” The | child rubbed her eyes and started to| crawl to her feet. Her head bump- ed something cold and _ hard.) Where was she? Why, there was | her river Neva and street cars going by. Looking up, and seeing the lion, she remembered. But where were her candy box and her coins? She searched everywhere. Then,| crying, she shook her fist at the old lion who had guarded her so poor- ly. “You old thing, you. You let ’em steal my candy and my kopecks. Tl never trust you again. You're nothing but stone, anyhow.” An- {grily she started across the streets to the only home she knew, Then despair overtook her, and her foot-| steps dragged. Where Lenin Once Lived. Over the entrance where Fatima} turned in were these words, “Once Comrade Lenin lived here.” This| great leader of the Russian people is so loved that they have marked each spot where he lived and worked. Passing inside the doorway, Fa- tima entered a dark courtyard, where two or three groups of youngsters were playing. But this was hardly a good place, as the ground was slippery and wet, and there was no sunlight. “Hello, Fatima, where’ve you been so long?” one called to her, but she did not answer. Suddenly a ery of alarm sounded from the children as they scattered in all directions. Mishka, Fatima’s cousin, and the big bully of the | neighborhood, was spied coming| into the courtyard. Young eyes peeped at him from safe corners, behind doorways, and up cellar stairs, But Fatima had not been quick enough. Mishka, a heavily- built lad of fifteen, swaggered over be her and jerked her by the shoul- ler. “Where have you been, you little | wretch you?” he demanded. Mishka | was not as bad a boy at heart as| he appeared, but years of defending | himself against Anna had tough- ened him. “Come on, let’s see how much chink you’ve got. And where’s your box? Oh, so you've lost your candy and kopecks too! Well, take that, and wait till Ma gets hold of you.” Pushing and pulling he forced her down the stairs into the cellar where they lived. (To Be Continued) Obbression ot Negroes and ‘Race Name In these aon, wien the Negro pet- ty bourgeoisie are attempting to di- vert the energies of the Negro work- ers into futile and empty discus- sions as to whether they are Ne- groes or Afro-Americans, or “Race Men,” “Race Women,” and “Race People,” “Our Group,” Ethiopians, “Colored,” and what-not, it would be interesting to have the matter dis- cussed, once for all, from a working class angle. The following article should serve to open such a discus- sion. Articles must be short, not more than two pages of typewritten copy triple spaced. * * * By STANLEY DeGRAFF HAVE about lost my patience with those Negro comrades, who are villing to organize with the white workers to fight on the battlefront of the class struggle and yet object to being called Negroes. Some of them consider it an insult and ask to be called Ethicans, race men, and | other nicknames, and require that a lot of time be spent in arguments and explanations that could be bet- ter devoted to more serious matters. This is merely following blindly the tactics of “strivers” and Negro mis- leaders who are ashamed of their race because they envy the white masters and hope to better their in- dividual fortunes by apeing the white capitalists, and live in luxury through exploiting their brethren for personal gain. Negro workers! Don’t be ashamed of your color! It’s not your fault that your race is en- slaved, degraded, discriminated | against; that is the crime of the master class; organize with the working class as a whole, to do away with this rotten system of persecu- tion and slavery. I often wish I could be a Negro myself, so that I could stand up in a meeting and say, “You bet I’m a Negro! I’m proud of the fact that I belong to the race whose strong backs built the pyramids; which had the courage to oppose the British rifles with home made weapons and defeat them time and again, in de- fending their homeland against the invaders; who kill lions, which their white masters fear so much, in hand to hand combats; the race which defeated the military forces of France and England in freeing Haiti, the only successful unaided slave rebellion in history; which fought the slave owners of the South so bravely in uprisings led by Nat Turner and other Negro fighters: the race which is going to awake from its present lethargy and, join ing with the white workers, lead the fight for the freedom of the human palm and slid her box of Red Star! § STATE GIVES SOVIET WORKERS PAIDHOLIDAY ®no care for poor people’s children. All Expenses Paid to Camps and Rest Homes —Bosses’ Resorts Turned Into Special Sanitariums F By MARGARET NEAL. HARTAGE, one of the most pop- ular vacation homes for Russia's workers, is located on the site of a | former mmer resort of wei | capitalists. vantage now of Shartage’ lakes, pine forests and most part metal and railway work- ers from the city of Sverdlovsk, steel workers from several towns round about and agricultural work- ers of the district out on their an- nual vacations. A Russian worker, pavticularly if he is of the younger generation, | is sometimes surprised to hear that the enormous majority of workers in capitalist countries get no vaca- tions. regular paid vacations very much as a matter of course. The older Russian workers are not at all amazed at the thought of | working men and women in capi- alist countries going on month jafter month and year after year) without vacations—except for thi frequent unpaid “vacations” of un- employment periods. They know that that is characteristic of capi-| talism. They can remember the conditions in old capitalist Russia, when it used to be just like that. Rest Homes For Soviet Workers. Shartage is typical of the sum- mer homes that are springing up like mushrooms all over the Soviet Union. The Five-Year Plan—which is a plan not only for the develop- ment of industry and agriculture, but also for the steady improvement} in the conditions of the workers mn every phase of their lives — calls for such an increase in rest-home facilities as will accommodate all applicants. For the present, how- ever, there is room for only a cer- tain proportion of all the workers. | How, then, are the workers selected for the vacation homes? In a capitalist country summer resorts have a fee. If you happen to have the fee—and the vacation— you get there. Otherwise, no one worries about you. Things work out differently in the country of proletarian dictator- ship. By Soviet law, every worker is entitled to two weeks to, one month of vacation, with full pay. The workers who get a month are the young workers and those en- gaged in heavier work, such as steel. Workers Can Travel, Too. Many of the workers travel dur- ing these vacations; railway and steamship tickets at greatly reduced prices make it possible for anyone to travel if he wishes. But within the last few years there have been increasing demands for places in summer rest homes. And if you are a workér at a type of labor calling for harder work, or at one of the} less healthy trades, or if you are somewhat rundown, you have first claim on places in the vacation homes of the Soviet Union. The trade urion committee of the fac- tory—and in the Soviet Union the trade unions are open to all work- ers, and the enormous majority of the workers are organized—will see to it that you get your place. After such workers are taken care of, others are taken in as far as the places go. Residents at these vacation homes get not only their wages for the two weeks or the month that they are away from the factory; they get also their fare to the rest home, and all expenses paid, not “We're Going Back to Fight!” September 8th, school opens! The newspapers report that more than 25,000,000 children are going back to school this fall. Millions of these 25,000,000 will be children of unemployed workers, going to school in the mornings with an empty stomach, having just a dry sandwich or bread for lunch. Many of them will have to face the winter with torn clothes and torn shoes. Most of us are going back to overcrowded, dirty, dusty schools. Schools without dunchrooms ' or gyms. Schools with two or three different shifts. But what will our teachers say to all this? They are going to say that we are hungry and coming to school without clothes because our fathers are too lazy to work. (They will not speak of the fact that there are 7,999,999 workers, besides your father that are looking for work) They are going to tell us our fath- er is a lazy good for nothing if he goes out on strike. They want us to grow up to be real slaves for the bosses, afraid to say anything. Our teachers will not tell us about the big fat salaries that the “big cheeses” on the board of education and the @ity government get, when we complain to them of our bad conditions. Comrades! The only way we will get any place is by fighting! Or- ganize! Join the Young Pioneers race from wage slavery, starvation, lynching and the rest of the miseries of capitalism; that will help build a world where everyone has the right to live regardless of race, col- or, or creed. Yes, I’m proud that I’m a Negro! Don’t call me any nicknames.” Those who get the ae 's oroad | well- | equipped living quarters are for the | The Russian worker takes | ‘or Sick Toilers }one cent being taken out of their | wages. The vacation homes are | maintained at the expense of the | mutual aid fund—money laid aside | and forming a regular part of every factory budget. Workers need pay nothing into the fund; employes and specialists earning over a certain maximum of wages pay a small fee. |The fund is under control of the | trade union. Mothers Freed of Responsibility. Shartage is typical of the work- | ers’ vacation resorts. Ample facili- | ties for swimming, boating and al- | most every kind of game. A large and airy dining hall, a speckless kitchen, a club. Cottages to live in, roomy and with plenty of win- dow space. Many of the working women vis- iting Shartage are mothers, with j children too young to attend the | Pioneer camps. For all of that they | need not give up their places in the rest home. Like.all of the: summer homes, Shartage has a children’s creche, attended by experts, where the mother is relieved of all re- sponsibility for her child and gets the chance to make the most of her vacation. Care in the creche is | free. A number of residents at Shar- tage were obviously too old to be workers in industry. They ex- plained themselves as _ pensioned workers, entitled to the same priv- ileges and advantages as other workers, including vacations. Such rest homes as Shartage are for workers who, though employed at heavier work and more in need of rest, are in good health. For workers in danger of becoming ill | other care is provided. | Free Sanitarium For Sick. | The Troitsk Sanatarium for ex- ample ted in the Southern | Urals is a visiting place for border- line tuberculosis cases. Of its 250 patients 70 per cent are workers, 30 per cent employes. For the 40-day treatment, which these workers un- dergo, they pay not one cent, and if the worker in question has de- pendents these are cared for in the meantime by the mutual aid fund. The treatment consists of the best | of food, sunshine, rest and regular medical attention by a resident staff |of physicians and nurses. Prac- tically all of the workers recover. | If they do not, they are sent else- | where for further treatment. To a worker from America, where the agricultural laborer is exploited to the utmost and kicked about from pillar to post, the pres- jence in these rest homes of agri- cultural workers is particularly striking. In order to insure to the agricultural laborer in the Soviet Union a regular vacation in spite of the still irregular and seasonal character of his work he is entitled to his vacation after five and a half months of work instead of after a year. This year, for the first time, the peasant, as well as the worker, is getting the benefit of the summer rest homes. A private farmer, of | course, can’t take a vacation. It is another of the innumerable ad- vantages which the peasant derives from the entrance into a collective farm that now, standing at the be- ginning of his transformation into a worker in an organized undertak- ing, he can arrange for regular va- cations on pay and, where desir- able, places in the vacation homes and sanitoriums. Pioneer Corner of America! Show the bosses and their teachers that we are back tc fight! We won’t allow them tc spread the lies about the working class and the workers’ fatherland the Soviet Union! We are going tc answer the lies of the teachers, by speaking to the worker’s children ir truth about the Soviet Union, tht» truth about the conditions of the American workers and their child. ren! Join the Young Pioneers of Amer- ica, the only workers’ childrens or- ganization that fights for better conditions in the schools. —— Fill Out the Blank Below — Mail to 43 E. 125th St., N.Y.C. Name... + Age vase Address City State A PUZZLE ' Dear Comrades:—Substitute the numbers for letters. If you answer the puzzle correctly and also send, us in a letter on what you did dur- ing the summer, whether you hac to work and what your condition: are, what the conditions on you block are like, and such things, — if you send in this letter togethe with the answer to the puzzle an your letter is printed, we will sen you in exchange a set of Russia postal cards. ’ This is the puzzle: 45 18 15 ae 19 20 18 120 | 15 19 5 16 20 1325 pee 9 18 19 ——1719 14 19 20-——_-21 5 13 16 12 5 25 13 5 14 20 Try to Solve this! Can You? our class-room, by telling them the |