The Daily Worker Newspaper, August 22, 1932, Page 4

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The manufactured evidence furnis both as witnesses aga perts.” The entire p! ed by the most and b sed, including through the frame five 3 Slay ‘of. imperialism They were held without trial i heir health was shattered b; trial itself hed by the British police. h sentence, e for Textile Bos Pua workers and of all honest elements the Rueggs were turned charged with “Communist il for fifteen months, during he savage torture to which was arranged and carried through British police the accused and as “impartial” jings in the Nanking court were isregard of the rights of the tions of Chinese laws in order to carry -arranged between the British erialist press in Shanghai could the present outcome of the trial. fighters for the Chinese masses ation from the yoke of the imperialist bandits + The trial and semtencing of these two anti- cherous act in the service of the of the Chinese masses. The past bundantly proved that no @ Chinese lackeys to carry 1,000,000 Chinese workers and White Terror on suspi- been devastated, and Suppression” campaigns es in the growing Soviet d supported by the and Japan. The dict against the he determin: m of the heroic The Soviet Power in China victories. The and their imperialist error. Tha verdict of the bloody White 4 cation of the tens of thou- ons ever escape y are soon dis- Few signed by the Nanking vigorous pro- ing butchers to free should be raised in Protests must pour resentatives in this of the imperialists! Demand the V hy As Southern White Mill Woike or I Will \ Vote “Red” es Sihod Childhood, 5! Worker Has Learned Many Lessons Ey SSM PHIFER WENT to ¥ in the South in th: Laneaster cotton mills at the ree, of eight, earning 40 cents a a this is, $2.40 for a 72-hour week. + I had to do this to help support y family, as t all were mill them were made to to go begin 1 then I have wor ent mills throughout Virginia and Geo I worked I f has. not or with company pi control the city and co iment. In every section that I ha worked I found the workers strug- éling on starvation wages, and when the workers dare to protest against | starvation, the mill companies would get the national guard sent | out to force the workers to accept | what the bosses want to offer. | TEXTILE BOSSES | EXTEND THEIR RULE When I first went to work in the Lancaster mill, the company owned | only one small mill; now they own the largest mill in the southern states, one of their weave sheds has over 3,000 looms, The Lan- easter Cotton Mill company has in- creased from one mill in 1910 to seven of the biggest mills in 1932, ‘and has turned the town of Lan- caster into a fortress for the com- pany. I as well as thousands of other southern workers never heard of the red unions and the Communist Party till the big strike at Gastonia, N. C., that was led by the National ‘Textile Workers Unio nin 1929. Just after the strike I found myself blacklisted thruout the cotton mill sections and in my search for work isolated from the movement about three weeks ago. In y home town I’m barred and not ed to visit my family because I tried to organize ,workers, that I had worked with. LESSONS OF THE BOSS CRISIS Witnessing three years of the worst times that I have ever heard of has proven to me that only the inist Party and the revolu- y unions, can only give the s permanent relief from the dy bosses, I know that hite workers ever aim to get for ourselves that we hands with our black orkers, in order to win a victory over the boss class. I now sze that-the boss class only teaches race hatred in order to keep the workers divided so that they can rob both Negro and white workers slike. This is the best means of cutting wages that the bosses have, for they are able to use one worker against the other. I ask all workers, both white and black to join hands in the struggle against our enemy, the boss Class- All workers must get behind the drive for the Daily Worker; the only paper that really tells of the starv- ing conditions of the workers, and what they must do to better their conditions. I’m not only support- ing the Communist Party in the election but I’m going to do my best. to help build “Vote Foster and Ford” groups in every section that I can. All southern workers, both Negro and white must remeber the past elections, and Vote Communist November 8th for the only Party that really represent the workers and poor farmers. Art of Holding Successful Open Air Election Meetings By 0. LANDIS (Agitprop, Unit 5, Section 15, N. ¥.) A-few words in how to conduct open air meetings, either by a unit or section or any other organization. 1, To elect five of the best com- rades in the organization, one to be Sera second literature agent, explaining to the workers the pur- pose for this meeting. The chairman must also see to it to make a collec- tion whenever necessary, sometimes to sell literature from the platform, and premise the workers to be there again. Have Legible Sign. to be assigned for platform, | be legible. a comrades to mingle with the| crowd as defense corps. The duties chairman are as follows: Pertinent literature should be sold. The literature agent shall take the stand for 3 or 5 minutes to sell and It is very important the sign should | Jy committed, namely, —_—_— | drawn | | | ried out. The Needle Trades Workers Industrial Union, through a militant strike struggle, has just won important improvements in conditions for New York furriers in about three hundred shops. sini iia The Gallows of Budapest N JULY 29, two Hungarian Com- munists were brought before a Summary Court, and after a far- cical trial lasting a few hours were sentenced to be hanged, which sentence was soon afterwards car- Both the indictment and the verdict could only cite two things which the accused had real- they had up Communist recruiting appeals and organized an anti-war demonstration. That was the whole facts of the case. Even after the overthrow of the Soviet dictator- ship, in the ¢ivil war atmosphere of the bloody years of 1919-1920, if any death sentence was passed it was always on the alleged ground that the accused had participated in a. murder. Suddenly, simple | Communist recruiting work sufficed in order to bring two young com- rades to the gallows. On August 1, last it was thirteen years since the heroic dictatorship of the Hungarian proletariat, this | outpost of the world revolution, was overthrown. There came the years of relative stabilization of capital- ism, and the Hungarian bourgeoi- sie, Hungarian fascism again felt strong. They boasted of having banned for ever the spectre of Communism. During this period their judges, instead of death sen- tences, imposed prison sentences of “only” 2 to 15 years. CRISIS SHAKING HUNGARIAN FASCISM But also in Hungary the capital- ist stabilization became shaky. The wave of the world economic crisis began to wash at the rotten struct- ure of capitalism. To-day, 13 years after the overthrow of the Hunga- rian Soviet dictatorship, the crisis is already shaking the very found- ations of Hungarian fascism. It has became objectively one of the weakest links of the capitalist sys- tem: In the three years of the crisis the industrialization process in Hungary has come to a stand- still. The industrial production has retrogressed. The most important branches in industry are almost completely at a standstill; in the . heavy industry production has de- cline by 50 per cent. The industrial crisis is further aggravated by the agraraian crisis. The number of unemployed in in- dustry and. agriculture already amounts to one and a million, who are handed over to starvation without any relief whatever. The wages of the workers have sunk 44 to 49 per cent. compared with the year 1927. The discontent and the resistance of the working population is grow- ing. The wave of strikes increased considerable in 1931 and especially in the Spring of 1932. The radical- ization of the masses is also seen in the coming together in the trade union opposition of those workers who are dissatisfied with the re- formist bureaucracy. Sympathy with socialist construction in the Soviet Union and confidence in the Communist Party of Hungary are growing. RELIANCE ON BAYONETS, GALLOWS The “Christian” Gombos-Horthy regime, as its social basis is becom- ing ever narrower, now relies al- most exclusively on bayonets and the Clr abe paged) a a ‘“Long Live the Proletarian Revolution! The Bestial Murder of Sallai and Furst By the! Hungarian Fascist. Regime Our Brothers Will Avenge Us!” Cry Martyrs that is before the trial, that the opinion prevails in competent cir- cles that it is impossible to de- signate such crimes as_ politica] crimes.” The accused .were never once given the opportunity of con- ferring with their defenders. The defenders were not allowed to see the evidence of the Prosecution, They were continually prevented from speaking in the Court. And when one of the defenders display- ed before the Court the blood- stained underclothing of Comrades Sallai and Furst, who had been frightfully tortureq by the police in order to extort confessions from them, the President of the Court shouted furiously: “I forbid you to play such jokes!” DEATH SENTENCE FOLLOW FARCIAL TRIAL The Red Aid workers’ defense appointed two attorneys. They were not allowed to see the accused. And when they were told, that the ‘trial’ will take place on the 29th of July, they protested and demanded an interview with their ‘clients. This was denied. The trial took place despite the protest, and lasted barely 90 minutes, thirty was used by the prosecutor. Sallai.and Furst, before the Sum- mary Court, when faced with death proclaimed their allegiance to Com- munism. After the farcical trial the death sentence was pronounced within a wew minutes. Two hours after the sentence’ had been pronounced, Sallai and Furst were led with the greatest possible haste to the place of execution. Sallai cried with his last breath “Long live the proletarian dictator- ship, long live the world revolution, long live Bela Kun!” Comrade Furst also cried out: “Long live the proletarian revolution! Our bro- thers will avenge us!” PROTEST MOVEMENT DEVELOPED In spite of the short time a powerfull protest movement set in. In face of the tremendous indigna- tion of the workers, the social de- mocrats ¢ould not this time, as they did after the overthrow of the Hun- garian..Soviet dictatorship, say “the guilty must suffer for their crimes.” ‘They therefore adopted the hypo- critical pose of opponents of the Summary Court, but in reality in- cited against the Communist move- ment, and thereby prepared the way for the death sentence. Jean Longuet, the French deputy, came to Budapest in order to appeal to the “humanity” of Hungarian fas- cism, but in the same declaration stated that he had always been an opponet of the Bolsheviki. The most shamefull attitude was that of the Vienna “Arbeiter-Zeitung.” It published an article in which the two revolutionaries were described as agents of Moscow, who had to obey the orders of Moscow in order not to be treated as traitors, and incited particularly against Com- rade Sallai, the “Chekist,” quite in style of the police officers who gave evidence before the Summary Court in order to incriminate Sallai- And the Hungarian ‘social democracy “protested” against the Summary Court and the death sentence, but at the same time demanded that the Hungarian workers should re- frain any action. Sallai, Fuerst in Many Struggles The following are short details concerning the lives of the two murdered Communists Imre Sallai and Alexander Fuerst: Imre Sallai, was born in Hun- gary (exact village unknown) in 1897. At the age of fourteen he went to Budapest. Two years later he joined the Social Democartic Party of Hungary. During the war he remained true to the cause of the working class and organized anti-militarist work. During: 1918 he was the leader of a number of revolutionary strikes under the slogan of “All Power to the So- viets!” He was arrested by the au- thorities and released by the first Hungarian revolution which took place at the end of the year. Com- rade Sallai was one of the founders of the Hungarian Communist Party and carried out responsible Party work on a number of fields. LEADER OF HUNGARIAN SOVIET studied in the Marx-Engles and Lenin Institute until he returned to Hungary for further illegal work. Alexander Fuerst was born in Rum in the Pas Comitat in Hun- gary in 1903. After the fall of the Soviet Republic he joined the re- yolutionary mevement, i. e., at a time when only the staunchest and best were to be found in its ranks. | He was a member of a social de- mocratic trade union but was very soon in the opposition. His strug- gle against the treachery and op- portunism of the social democratic leaders soon brought him into the ranks of the illigal Communist Party where he worked heroically and rose to a leading position. He was arrested many times: The fifth time he was arrested was in 1929 and on the evidence of an agent Provocateur he was sentenced to eighteen months hard labor for Communist activity. He was one of those devoted comrades who re- organized the ee Communist, When, in the year 1919, the teacher and master of Comrade Reise Comrade Otto Korvin, was led to the gallow, he was accom- poe by a howl of rage at the whole of the bourgeoisie, a howl of rage of all those who are re= garded as belonging to “upper so- ciety.” The petty bourgeoisie and the peasantry were the firmest sup- ports of the gallows regime. The workers were intimidated, the Communist Party crushed. How different is the situation now! In a short space of time 10,000 signat- ures were collected among the in- tellectuals of Budapest against the holding of the Summary Court— something unprecedented in Hun- gary. Ih town and country hun- dreds of thousands openly cham- pioned the accused. The Summary Court had to be guarded by a strong force of military and police. And in spite of everything, Com- munist demonstrations were con- tinually held, leaflets distributed and, thanks to the attitude of the population, hardly any demonstra- tors or distributors of leaflets were arrested; in some cases those were alreasly arrested were released. FIGHT FOR KARIKAS AND OTHERS! . There are other comrades, who face the same fate. Frederick Ka- rikas, George Killian and thirty others were taken to Miskol, where their “trial” opened on August 10, This trial is also carried on with the same methods. No news is al- lowed to leak out. The workers of the United States must keep their eyes on Hungary! Protest meet- ings must be organized immediately. Protest telegarms must pour to Budapest, demanding freedom for Karikas, Killian and the other heroic workers. A new time is approaching. The martyr-death of Sallai ang Furst will not strengthen the rule of Hungarian fascism, but on the contrary, will tremendously accele- rate its prerthirow, Old Solomon Marsee, Bryson Sky Pilot (By a Worker Correspen@ent) BRYSON, Tenn—I am a-working in the Bryson Mines. I am down and out. But old Salomon Marsee is still on the spot, preaching pie in the sky. I have got some poetry on his preaching. * «8 8 Old Salomon Marsee says, “I won't tell you no lie: ‘Take hard times patiently here For there is pig in the sky.” Old Salomon Marsee says, “Boys, I ain’t no fool. Everybody don’t know I am A company tool.” Old Salomon Marsee, Tll smash your mug If you don’t quit preaching And acting like a thug. eeenedy ne Old Salomon Marseg says, “Boys, I'll have to keep cool, Because I want to be a A company tool.” Old Salomon Marsee says, HEAR (COURTESY OF INTERNATIONAL PUBLISHERS) By WHITTAKER CHAMBERS «IT’S LIKE a fire,” said the young dirt farmer, Frank Frances, who had been on the prairie only a year. “Everything burns up. Now my cow’s sick, and if she dies! Why is it? Why is it?” “Oh, it’s—on account of the sun,” said the dirt farmer, Davis, whose smile seemed a part of his drawl. “Ever notice it up there, Frances? Warms the earth, makes the farm- er’s crops grow, ripens the apple on the bough! Just now it looks like a red hot silver cartwheel. Better take a long look at it, it’s about the only ‘cartwheel’ you'll see this year. The drought won’t stop with your cow, Frances. First all the water'll go, then the corn and the alfalfa, If there’s anything left, that'll go, too, Then winter'll come——” “And then?” “Then,” with a mock in his drawl as he looked the younger man over, “well, then—I don’t know about you—but some folks ain’t going to starve. Not so long as they have guns.” “Oh, you mean hunting.” “Yeah — I mean hunting, right.” THE DEADLY DROUGHT Davis was right: the weter went first in the shallow holes in the range-lot. The bottoms blistered in blunt diamond shapes of dry mud, peeled, and the edges rolled up till they met in the middle. The grass dried, the alfalfa burnt to stalks. The corn was stunted and never developed ears. What wheat there was never developed in the heads, The vegetables in the kitchen garden died. You could see the bottom of the wind-mill shaft, though it. stood surrounded by aspens at the back of the farm-house; the leaves were thinned out as if it were autumn. And as less and less water was pumped up, it was cloudier and cloudier and tasted sickeningly of alkali. ‘The poor farmer, Wardell, his wife and two boys, began to envy the aspen roots that went down and sucked up whatever water there was; wey, ended by hating them. ‘Animals overcame their feaP to seek water near the houses. The Wardell boys found a gopher, a pair of jack-rabbits, dead. A red- all CAN YOU VOICES ? THEIR was no work for the men to do,dg the heat, with the crops oe They wanted to talk in a bod; They stood around the dead snake in a rough circle, mostly keeping their eyes on the ground. The sun blazed just as mercilesse ly in the sky, going west, as it"ha@ at noon. They talked about the dry spell. “How long will it last?” “Do you think there’s any chance of rain?” f “The paper's don’t tell you, they say there’s hope.” “They’ve been saying that a lot time,” said Wardell. “Besides, don't make any difference if it does rain. The corn’s done for.” “My cow died this morning,” said the young farmer, Frances. He was considered a newcomer in the dis- trict, having been there only aj year. They thought him a bad farmer, and unsteady, and they, didn’t like his whine. So Davis turned and said drity, over his shoulder, “Mine died a month ago.” ‘i “Your wife hasn't got a baby,” said Frances, WILL THE GOVERN- MENT HELP? They ignored it. “What do you think, Wardell?” they said,\ partly to shut off the young man’s per- sonal plaint—(Hell, you're no worse off than us!)—‘“will the governs ment help us?” Wardell smiled. It vas the first time any of them had ever asked is advice. ‘What do you think the govern- ment’ll do for you ? Think you're the only poor farmer in the coun- try?” “They'll have to make the banks give us some kind of loans,” said glum Davis. “They'll have to givé us some kind of credit to live.” “If the cows keep on dying, they'll have to do something about milk.” “They'll have to make banks give us come kind of loans, but before they do that it’s have to be worse! Much worse!” A Bohemian named Drdla spoke. Round, smooth face, and full lips smiling while he Added his drop of gloom. “What about winter coming? What are we going to do if there ain’t any food? How are we going to feed the babies?” asked Frances, panicky. CAPITALIST: “Don't plant any more, WE have enough.” headed woodpecker lay on the front path, its wings spread out. The boys took it into the house. In the shade it revived. They gave it a drop of their water; it uttered its single sharp scream, batting itself against the windows that were always shut now, to keep out the hot wind that blew the length of the prairie, and dried the saliva out of your mouth. In front of the house the eldest. boy killed a four-foot rattler that put up no fight. The boys wanted to see if it would die before sun- down; it hardly twitched after its skull was crushed. Hearing the blows and the boys’ shouts, their father came out. “The drought killed it, like every- thing else,” he said, “no insult to your courage, John.” icy Ale The two boys stood at either side of their father, locking .at the snake, In their overalls both were lean, bony and tall, but shorter than the man. Like his, their hair was burned white by the sun and wind, but his had turned sandy. Their faces were tanned, but smooth and unwrinkled. His had three deep lines on either side. One where the ends of his mouth went down. Two, curving parallel, on either side, ran to his smooth, long jaw-bone whose end was part, of the rough angle of his chin. His long curved nos2 ended almost. on a line with nis mouth, the nos- trils running back sharply, almost parallel with the bridge, and lying close to his face. His brown eyes had seldom been afraid. They had never been dis- mayed except by death. Both boys’ eyes were blue. “That shows what the drought has done,” he said. “They never come out of the hills. I remember “Anyway, you've got one less mouth to feed,” said Davis, again over his shoulder. Everybody laughed. “A dead cow ain’t no joke,” said Frances. 4 Everybody iaughed again. “PLENTY IN THE STORES” “Well, the government ain't going to do anything, if you want to know,” said Wardell. “At least, I’m not counting on it handing me any- thing. Of course you can look at things like Mort Davis: we don’t have to feed the cows that die. On the other hand, they might feed the babies.” “They're stopping credit at the stores in Paris.” “Think they'd give it through the winter? ‘To all of us? They’ve got to make a living, too.” “You mean there ain't going to be nothing to eat?” “There's plenty to eat in the stores in Paris. All you've got to have is the mongy to buy it. In fact, you can eat like a hog—if you're a storekeeper,” said Wardell. “We only grow the food—when we can; they sell it, But as I haven’t got the money to buy and neither have you, I guess we'll take it or starve.” ‘They understood only slowly. “You mean you'd steal it?” asked an alarmed voice, . “I mean that when I’m ‘hunery I like to eat. And when my wife and children are hungry, I’m likely to take food where I can get it. If that’s stealing, then you can say I like to steal. Does that ‘hurt your feelings?” Most of the men had driven over in fiivvers, A heavier car drew up. A heavier man got out and came over,