The Daily Worker Newspaper, August 26, 1933, Page 7

DAILY WORKER, NEW YORK, SATURDAY, AUGUST 26, 1933 Page Seven THE STORY SO FAR: Slim, a UTAH novel by an American heamon - MICHAEL PELL member of the Marine Workers’ In- dustrial Union aboard the S, S. Utah, has been talking to his fellow- workers about the class struggle, the defense of the Soviet Union, ete. He is unsuccessful in an attempt to keep the sailors of the Utah from scabbing on the Copenhagen dock~ Once ashore, the sailors gravitate t ‘workers when the ship docks there. joward their favorite hangouts. The next morning, one of the youngsters finds that he got a “tough break” while on shore. Now read on: * * = } INSTALLMENT TWELVE )@TOCKHOLM. Slim was heading JS tor the railroad station to see if he could buy an American paper. Turning into the main drag he heard someone whistling to him. It was the chief engineer, holding a paper hatbag in his hand. “Like my new benny, Rogers?” Slim was surprised that the Chief knew his name, and more surprised at such a question. The Chief was a stoutish, middle-aged man with glasses—not exactly a shiek. “Pretty good, Chief. Just buy it?” “Yes.” The Chief looked at Slim with his open, good natured eyes. “What do you say wa have a cup of coffee?” 07. They stepped into a cafe. The Chief picked out a table from which he could see who came in. A waiter came over. “Two coffees” ordered the Chief. Then turning to Slim: “I’ve been wanting to talk to you, but you know how it is on board, especially with that Old Man we got now.” Slim nodded. “In the first place, what was all that row you had: with him?” Slim told him the story, as far as tt went, and added openly: “But I haven’t found out yet who the stool was.” “I can tell you that,” Chief easily. Slim’s ears quickly, “Who?” This eagerness made the Chief cautious. “Well, if I told you, you’d have to promise that it wouldn't go any further, and not to start any trouble.” “I promise you the rat won't find out who told me, but I can’t guar- antee anything further.” The Chief half smiled. “T have no particular love for this individual myself. But still I have certain reasons for not wanting any trouble to take place—yet.” said the stretched forward BY now it was clear to Slim that it couldn't be anybody from the deckgang, and he was glad of that. “Well, of course Chief, I don’t want to spoil any plans of yours.” “You promise then?” “O. K.? ‘Who was it?” “The mate! He’s been keeping his eye peeled on you all along. Every once in a le, when you're on Watch, he sneaks back aft and pokes around the fo'castle.” “The dirty skunk!” Je learned those tricks in the Yes, and if he had his way, we'd all he coolies right now!” The Chief sounded bitter. “Did they make you join the Na- val Reserves, “Chief?” “Shoot, I had to join that long ago. We've all got to, or we don’t hoid our jobs a minute.” The waiter came with the coffee. The Chief took a few swallows, “Whet's burning me up is the raw! deal the Company put over—on me, and my department. Do you know I got my wages cut $25 a month, starting this trip?” Slim nodded. “And the Assistants $10, and the boys $5 and $2.50?” Again Slim nodded. “Now ain’t that a dirty shame? Wouldn't that make anybody see red? Here I am, been working for this Company close to 14 years, and they treat me like so much dirt! Why, if I didn’t have a wife, and three children to send through school, I wouldn’t put up with it for a min- ute!” “Don’t blame you, Chief.” “But here's what I meant to talk to you about, Rogers. You're a Red, ain't-you?” Slim looked questioningly. “What I mean is, a real Red, not just a windbag spouting radical phrases.—Well, here’s what I been meaning to tell you: I admire you for it, yes I do. Never mind what the Skipper and Mate says—I sup- pose you know they're going to fire you, don’t you?” * Slim laughed at the Chief's sim- plicity. “Well, Rogers, here’s what I been wanting to ask you: What are my men back aft saying about having their wages cut? How do THEY feel about it?” “Tell you the truth, Chief, I haven’t gotten around to the black- gang much yet. I heard Barney and Shorty talking about it.” “And what did THEY have to say? You see, Rogers, I can't talk much with them. The First Assistant's al- ways around. He’s a 100 per cent Company Man, and he’s just dying to get my job.” “Well, Barney and Shorty saw no one else put up a howl, so they took the cut laying down, too.” “Oh, no,” assured the Chief. “Some of the men quit. The old fireman, Pitts, Cavanaugh—those are new men. The others wouldn't stand for it.” “What do you mean, wouldn’t stand for it,” retorted Slim. “Quitting is no way to fight against wage-cuts, unless all the men quit work and strike. The other way to fight is to stick on the job, organize the rest of the department, yes, and the rest of the ship, and tie up the whole works until the Company takes the cut back.” The Chief was enthused. “Now, you're talking! God damn it, I wish I had you in my department!” “Makes no difference what depart- ment a man is in. If I'd been on board, then, I’d have gotten the deckhand to back up the blackgang, because, as sure as night follows day, the deckgang will be next in line for a cut. That’s their usual trick. Or else they cut the crew first and the officers next.” “Yes, but here they took us all in one wallop.” “That’s because they feel them- selves safe in doing it. Because they know you’ men aren't organized into the M.W.LU.” “What's that?” “That's the fighting Marine Work- ers’ Industrial Union.” “Is it red?” asked the Chief sud- denly. “Not like those brotherhoods and associations and racketeers out- fits?” Slim laughed. “Jumping faced Jesus, you're O.K. Chief. Yes, this union’s red, alright—as red as your blodd, and I’m not trying to pay you a compliment.—Now, how about set- ting your department a good example and lining up with us?” ‘The Chief looked around ‘the cafe. “Now I really would join up if I could. But my face is so well known along the waterfront, I'd only have to show up once in your hall—and that would be the end of my job.” He laid his hand on Rogers’ shoul- ders, “And son, you have no idea how many other Chief Engineers are just itching to take my job.” “Sure,” answered Slim, “and the same applies to the seamen and firemen and stewards and all of us.” Slim scratched his cheek a minute. “Know what, Chief? You line up with us like some officers off other vessels have done. They carry M.W.LU. books, but don’t exactly advertise it. They get our literature addressed to them in plain wrappers and nobody’s any the wiser. And they do what they can—in a quiet way.” The Chief considered. “And how do you keep in touch with them?” “Plain envelopes, in care of the ship,—woman’s handwriting. There's more than one way to kill a cat.” ae Chief shook his head. “No, no mail to the ship. I'll give you.my home address. Whatever you got for me, send to that address, savvy?” The Chief took out a pencil. “You understand, this is private. As well as everything we've been talking about.” Slim gave the Chief his hand. The Chief wrote down the address and handed it to him. “Tell you what, Chief. I'll shoot this right off to the secretary of the union, and he'll mail your book, stamps, and all to this address.” “That's using your head, Rogers. By the way, how much will it cost?” “A dollar to join, 50 cents per month dues, and a dollar twice a year for press stamps.” The Chief counted out an equiva- lent amount in kroners. “Well, I got to run along now. Remember, this is all private.” They shok hands, Slim got some writing paper from the water and started writing: “Dear Comrades: “Guess who lined up first on this wagon? .. .” (CONTINUED MONDAY) (LLY The first meeting of the Workers Short-Wave Club was held at I. S, Milman’s home, 1395 Bristow St., the Bronx, Wednesday evening. The members agreed that the Moscow station RV-59 was not operating on the correct wave-length for the time at which it was broadcastng; and hat RV-59 was not operating at the correct tme for American workers to listen in, The station RV-59 comes . TODAY’S PROGRAMS WEAF—660 Ke, 1:00—Davis Orch. 1:30—Jack and yoretta Clements, Songs 1:45—The Optimistic Mrs. Jones—Sketch, ‘With George Frame Brown 8:00—Lucille Peterson, Soprano 8:16—Rollickers Quartet \ 8:30—Sous Les Ponts De Paris, Program From Montreal, Canada 9:00—Antobal Orch, 9:30—K-7, Secret Service Sketch 10:00—Rolfe Orch.; Men About ‘Town Trio 11:00—Labor and the NRA—William Green, President American Federation of to New York from 2 to 5 p. m. ona wave-length of exactly 50 meters. This wave-length, the workers state, is suitable for operation on during the evening only, and even then with small success. The members of the club plan to write to the Soviet radio authorities concerning this point. Their next meeting will be held next Wednesday at the same address, eae) ‘00—Messner Orch. Y :15-1:00 A.M.—Symphony Orch., Bernar- dino Molinari, Conductor, From Hollywood Bowl, Los Angeles ‘WOR—710 Ke. ‘00—Sports—Ford Frick 5—Inspirational Talk }0—Aaronson Orch. :00—Little Symphony Orch.; Genevieve McKenna, Soprano; Philip James, Conductor 9:00—Hagelston Orch. JIM MARTIN NOPE! You GUYS ARE THROUGH IN THESE MINES SINCE You WE Blacklisted sez] LL, LETS SEE WHAT THE FAMILY MAIL } \\; CMH} 9) Scientist Praises Soviet Viewpoint on Higher Physics Soviet scientists are quite right in their skeptical attitude toward the mystical element in the theo- rizing, of men like Jeans, Edding- ton and Millikan, who argue that the universe is running down to a heat-death or perhaps is being re- juvenated by an influx of cosmic rays. Such is the opinion of an Amer- ican scientist of considerable stand- ing, Professor Abraham Press, who is’ now visiting the Soviet Union. He is widely known in his special field of mathematical physics, has made pioneer contibutions to elec- trical theory, and is a member of numerous learned societies. He taught electrical engineering at the Universities of Oklahoma and California, and served as a visiting professor of physics for the Rocke- feller Foundation, Professor Press has lately pub- lished two papers dealing especially with the mystical-tinged modern physics, one in the “Philosophical Magazine” of London, and the other in the June issue of the “Soviet Journal of Physics,” published at Kharkov. To a layman these papers look like a lot of harmless, if ab- struse, exercises in higher mathe- matics, but they contain some vital jolts to the pretensions of the school of thought which banks on entropy, uncertainty and rejuve- nation. Just before leaving the Red Capi- tal the other day for the Crimea, where he will discuss with Acade- mician Joffe and others various problems affecting science and in- dustry in this country, Professor Press talked with a Moscow Daily News reporter. He is a stocky fig- ure, very agreeable in manner, without th least offishness, has a keen sense of humor and can talk in simple terms. Likes Critical Attitude “I have been at work for 10 years,” said Professor Press, “co- ordinating the ideas of Einstein, Baltzmann, Franck and Lorentz, with the classical concepts and theories of Newton, Carnot, Clerk- Maxwell and Willard Gibbs. I be- lieve that so-called modern physi- cists and their popularizing expo- nents like Eddington, Jeans, Mil- likan and others, have introduced wholly unnecessary and unwarrant- ed mysticism into the older work. Thus they have stultified science and surrendered the citadel of ra- tional knowledge to a horde of self-inspired crystal-gazers and idealistic conjurors. It ‘is a great satisfaction to me that the Soviet men of science refuse to join in this capitulation of the human intellect. “Indeed one of the chief things that has drawn me to the Soviet Union is the critical attitude taken by its keenest minds, which are keeping full pace with the modern and extra-modern developments in scientific regeneration but de- cline to follow any mystical will- of-the-wisps. I refer to such men here as Frenkel and. others. It is ridiculous that mathematics should be used to make reason commit harakari. I use mathematics to serve reason, as in my ‘Journal of Physics’ article, exposing the fal- lacy of entropy in the sense that the universe is running hopelessly and chaotically down hil iN As far back as, 1903, Professor Press made a major contribution to electrotechnics in the discovery and formulation of magnetic iron losses in electric motors, antl two years late helped to clear up com- mutator theory. He then made a series of studies of parasitic copper losses in conductors and motors. He also made the first calcula- tions for extra high frequencies met in radio transformers, and ae an absolute pioneer in this ‘ield. 9:30—Verna Osborne, Soprano 9:45—John de Bueris, Clarinet; Josephine de Bueris, Piano 10:00—Helene Daniels, Songs 10:15—Mabel Stapleton and Marie Baroff, Plano Duo; Edward Nell Jr, Bari- tone 10:30—Organ Recital 11:00—Time; 11:02—Trint Orch. 11:30—Henderson Orch. 12:00—Cutler Orch. oe WJZ—%60 Ke. 7:00—Ross Peardon, 7:18—Ethel Waters, = 7:30—Kaltenmeyer’s Kindergarten—School- rorm ¥ Pallinn cen ennw Oreh, 8:30—Brown and Llewellyn, Comedians 8:45—Hilbilly Sor 9:00-—Taies of + Stevenson’s: ‘Tht Dramatic Sketch kes Orch.; Jesters ‘Trio: Morin Sisters, Songs; Mary Steele, Con- tralto; Rdward Devie~, Rarit-~> }0—Cuckoo Program, With Ray Knight 5—Seotti Orch. 00—King Orch. A AM.—Childs Orch, * * * WABC—860 Ke 7:15—Mildred Bailey, Songs; Eton Boys Quartet; Berrens Orch 0—Elder Michaux and Congregation 00—Evan Fvans, Baritone Songs itans—Robert Tuis e© Merrie =Men— 5—Gray Orch. 8:30—Philadelphia Orch., David Mend Conductor; Robin’ Hood Dell, mount Park, Philadelphia 9:15—Esther Leaf, Organ; Charles Carlile, ‘Tenor 45—Gertrude Niesen, Songs; Rich Orch. —Jones Orch. }0—-From Montreal, Canada; Singing Strings 00-—Free! 3 Orch, What? No Cake on the Chain Gang?| J. E. MacDonald is one of the Tampa frame-up prisoners sen- tenced to ten years on the Florida chain-gang and recently freed through the mass action organized by the International Labor De- fense, which forced Teversal of the convictions. MacDonald is now in New York.—Editor’s Note. N the Fourth of July, 75 National Guardsmen weve ordered from the base at Tampa, Fla. to quell what was reported in the press as an uprising of the inmates of the State Road Department prison camp near Brooksville, Fla., where, about 40 miles north of Tampa, a side road is being constructed between State Highway 5 and the Gulf of Mexico. “No cake for Fourth of July din- ner starts riot in prison camp” said the headline in the Tampa Tribune. The paper expMmed that the con- victs, as they seated themselves for the special holiday dinner, exclaim- ed: “What! No cake?” and seeing none, immediately began to riot. Un- able to put down the uprising with his own forces, so the story went, the camp captain was compelled to call upon the sheriff of Pasco County and appeal to Governor Sholtz for the National Guard. Over 100 Surround Camp National Guardsmen, prison guards and deputy sheriffs, totalling in all more than one hundred men, armed with gas bombs, machine- guns, rifles and shot-guns loaded with buckshot, surrounded the camp. The convicts were bottled up in the mess hall and intermittent firing was kept up to indicate what would hap- pen to any who attempted to emerge from the building. At the end of the six days, no water being available to the convicts and the spilled dinners having long since been mopped up and consumed, they expressed them- selves as being agreeable to the loss of cake from the menu and were permitted to come out. Some 20 who were considered “ring leaders” were loaded into the “convict bus” and taken away to the State Peniten- tiary at Raiford, where even today they remain shut up in solitary con- finement in what is known as the “Flat Top, a building so designed as to give no direct light or ventila- tion and to intensify the outside temperatures. Others considered more tractable were given a dose of the sweatbox in the Borrksville Camp, and returned to their work. I read the story in the Hillsboro county jail. What was this all about, this cake business? I had some notions about it, and later I found out some more. Here’s the dope: A Bit of History About this time Henry Bonilla, also one of the 1931 Seventh of No- vember frame-up victims, was re- turned to the Hillsboro County jail from the road camp located in the Everglades near Indiantown, Fla. Because of the mass pressure organ- ized by the International Labor De- fense, our case was reversed by the Florida State Supreme Court on ac- count of the indictment not having been founded on law, and all the prisoners were returned to the coun- ty jail to await disposition of the case. “I was in the sweat-box when the deputy sheriff came for me,” said Bonnilla. “I was boxed because I didn’t hear the guard when he told me to move in closer to the squad. I was busy digging and the squad moved away from me a few steps, then the guard shouted at me and said he would give me a dose that would cure my deafness. Once before this I was boxed for six days because I slipped off one of my chain gang shoes that rubbed all the skin off of my heel. The -box over there is hell! They strip you off naked when they put you in; feed you one-six- | teenth of an ounce of corn bread twice in 24 hours; “here is no room to lie down; durin, the daytime you roast, and at nigh. without a stitch to keep you warm, you freeze. They fed us nothing but grits and beans on the gang, but sometimes we caught a young alligator which we would roast during noon hour, If any one of us ever spoke back to a guard or even muttered a word of discontent, he would be ordered to drop his tools and be taken aside from the squad and beaten and kicked, or taken out of the box at night and beaten up.” ‘Yes, that was the same chain gang we others knew so well. The same captains, the same food, the same sweat box. Adllitional tortures, de- pending upon the cruelty and in- genuity of the captains, are often added to those of the sweat box. Torture Apparatus Captain Coursen of Sunbeam Camp had devised an apparatus con- sisting of an iron collar fastened to the ceiling of the box with a short chain. The collar was placed around the victims neck to prevent him from sitting down to rest, then at the end of a couple of weeks of starvation, fearful of collapsing and hanging himself, the victim would “get his mind right” and beg him- self out. It was this “cure” that re- * sulted in the death of the Maulle- fert boy. “At one camp the sweat box vic- tims were kept standing perfectly still for weeks at a time by simply sprinkling red pepper dust inside the box. The slightest movement causes the dust to arise to burn and choke By J. E. MacDONALD the naked prisoner. There is a chain gang on the Florida State Farm or State Peni- tentiary at Raiford. It is main- tained for convicts whom it is de- sired to “hard-time”, but who can- not be sent to the road camps. Only prisoners who are physically fit and who-are not likely to have visitors, such as boys from Northern States, are turned over to the State Road Department for service in the road camps, No consideration whatever is given to the nature of the crime, or conduct of the prisoners. During the’ entire time of my stay at the penitentiary, I remained in the chain Living Party (for the 14th Anniversary of the Communist Party of the United States) ——By Michael Gold Amazed the captains find Our turbines below— Our miners hew thee Below the hard hills. Hail, living Party! Lenin’s start leads thee, Brain of the workingclass, Blueprint and firebrand, Night’s strong icebreaker— Organize, organize! Dark the’ vast farmlands, Dumb breadlines wait. In factories the storm mutters, Organize, speak! Enemies assail thee With blackjack or thesis, Yet all is clear, Soul of our hunger— Key to new worlds. Hail, living Party! Organize, speak! Minute Movie Reviews TERROR ABOARD of people, about 30 or 40, one after another, and a shark gets him in the end. None of them die the same way; the first is shot, the second stabbed, the third freezed, another drowned, still another hung, etc., ete. Who is this man- jac? °"-12 other than a Wall St. Broler vonted for embezzlement and who deciles to escape by kil- ling everybody in his way—and they all come his way. If you can take it—seo it! ms gels PRIVATE DETECTIVE 62 An “honest” detective in the U. S. Secret Service gets himself in a diplomatic jam with the Gov- ernment over some stolen enemy war secrets and is fired to save ithe face of his bosses; he then signs up with a crooked detective agency to prove his versatility, until the Government calls him back to continue his original spy- ing. Featuring William Powell. Don’t pay more than 15 cents to see it. —D. P. A maniac wipes out a boatload | | gang squad, from which material for the State Road Camps is recruited. Every physically fit man lives in constant dread that any day he may be shipped out to a road camp. Your working partner of today may be gone tomorrow, A Typical Case. Harold Bradley, curly-haired boy |of sunny disposition, from Pennsyl- vania, made a trip of adventure to the sunshine state. Broke, the line tank of his flivver dry, he d away from a filling station without | paying. For this crime Judge Pette- | way of Hillsboro County sentenced | him to three years. He came to the chain gang at Raiford, which is cal- |led the “eight-spot”. For a time he | was my working partner. He was strong and ambitious and insistent on doing the work of two men. He had been “converted” in the Hills- | boro County jail at Tampa and set about on a crusade to convert all the | convicts on the squad to christianity. | For this they called him preacher. | Suddenly he disappeared and we knew he had gone to a road camp. ‘Then the grape-vine began to work. The continuous shifting of pris- | Sergei Eisenstein Noted Soviet director, film “Ten Days That Shook the World” is now at the Acme The- whose atre. The picture is based on John Reed’s famous book of the early days of the Revolution. mangled version of Eisensteii masterpiece, “Que Viva Mex is announced for release about Sept. 15 at the Rialto Theatre, under the title “Thunder Over Mexico.” oners and the returning of men from the camps who are physically wreck- ed, coupled with the intense interest in all matters of prison life. the onlv | world we knew, kept us informed of |all that happened throughout the | seventy road camps and the two prison farms and the various fac- | tories. “Bradley was at Indiantown”, said | the report. “Bradley was in the sweat box for two weeks; Bradley was beaten and kicked by guards; Bradley was in the box again. Brad- ley had tried to escape and was brought down with a load of buck- shot in the back; Bradley was killed.” Brutality of Guards. Three specimens of wrecked hu- manity were brought into the peni- tentiary from the road camp now located at Brooksville, the one where the “cake-riot” occurred on July 4th. | They were Jimmie Dennison, Allen | Foster and Barney Morris. Dennison was shot down with a load of buck~ shot when he tried to “run away”. “After I fell”, he said, “the guard came up to where I lay, and stood over me and shot me again through the hip with a .45 calibre Colts”. I saw the frightful wound in his deg and also a number of buck shot in his body. Morris had several buck shot in his body and legs. “I was unable to lift one end of | the heavy cypress logs we were drag- | ing out of the Homasassa Swamp to | « clear a right-of-way and spent near- | ly all of the winter in the sweat box” Allen Foster told me, “Now} I’m all bent up with rheumatism and the cough has me. I could) handle the logs all right where the water was deen enough to float then, but simply couldn’t make it in the} shallow water and mud, Every time | I fell out the guards beat me and | then put me in the box naked. They | put me in the box naked. They | | would smear molasses all over in- side so that ants and bugs by the million would come in on me. After twelve or fourteen days of this the | captain would come and open the door and ask me if I had my mind | Pi Db |h ul a a ci a a: I got my mind right!’ ‘Well; I ain't | got mine right, yet,’ he would say, Masses, eral feature articles which will be | wp, of unusual interest to workers. | Eastman’s writers verton’s the title of “Artists in Uniform”) | in a polemic called “Choose Your Uniform.” Kunitz writes “Whether who World” to the August issue, Book | August New Masses, | 2° Out Today, Presents Valuable Features The August issue of the New out today, contains sev- Seymour Waldman _ contributes ‘A Six Per Cent War,” an ex- josure of the smoke-screen now ing laid down by the War De- partment together with the big industtialists and American Feder- tion of Labor leader, to ¥insure gigantic profits in the next war. “Prelude to a lynching,” written | by Allan Taub, describes the events at the Tuscaloosa, Ala., courthouse that culminated in the lynching of | Dan Pippen, Jr., and A. T. Harden. Joshua Kunitz answers Mex slanderous article gainst revolutionary artists and (which appeared in Cal- “Modern Monthly” under e knows it or not, Max Eastman is a writer in uniform; but not the | iniform of the Red Army.” Other artciles are Bill Dunne’s ‘NIRA Strikebeakers”;. “Five story by Joseph North. Two full pages of poetry by Harry Alan Potamkin Potamki the past few years, both politically are published, showing development during 's nd poetically. New Masses readers will wel- ome the return of Otto~ Sogolow, contributes “A ‘ock-eyed nd cinema notes, and poetry rawings, complete the ue. Help improve the “Daily Worker.” right. I would say ‘Yes, sir, captain, | send in your suggestions and criticism! | Let us know what the workers in j and slam the door. After a few more’ Your shop think about the “Daily.” ! by QUIRT and NEWHOUSE | Today’s Film | British Film, “Bitter Sweet” | At Rivoli, Turns Critie Into Rhymster new film at the There's a today, A film compounded of saccharine and molasses, | A film which forces me to say: | “I’ve never, never, never seen such blamed jackasses’ (“Bitter-Sweet,” if you must know, Is the name of this new show) Now TI like sentiment, but not sene timental trash, If this be love, I'll take hash! English is the cast, and English the direction — England! how you strain my critical affection. That Hollywood is lousy I have long Riyolf o! contended— Forgive me, Hollywood—I’m sorry T offended: | Compared to England’s pictures, yours are masterpieces really; I’m fair, you see, aesthetically, and | IN admit this freely: |Your films are sensational, tremen- | dous, and gigantic When measured by this specimen— and that’s what drives me frantic... . w can we critics rant and rave, and yell: “You're rotten?” | When English films come on the | scene, your sins are all forgotten. But why waste words on things that won't amuse you... . | If there were any pleasure in it, do you think I could refuse you? at? The plot, you say, sir? | Well, there’s really nothing to it— | It's—But what's the use of talking When it'll only lead to squalking. ... . {And, as a constructive critic, I | shouldn't do it! Now before I say good-day, sir, Here’s my Recipe, sir, As an MD. (Movie Doctor, dontcha know!), For the bilious British cinema, |I prescribe a blasting enema! And now I’ve really—yes, I’ve really got to go! | FRANCIS ANTICO, Bi kee cee |8 Volumes by Bebel | Offered at Weekly Sale at Bookshop The “weekly sale” at the Work- | ers Bookshop, 50 E. 18th St., be- |ginning Monday, will be August | Bebel’s “Woman and Socialism,” |Days That Shook Durant” by H.|his “Reminis ad d “August W. L. Dana; “Their Hero” by Hyalniogy eaten oe sa Ehrenberg; “The Earth Rumbles,” Bebel,” a collection of his most |famous speeches in the Reich. The regular price for the three volumes is $1.25. During the sale all three can be secured at the reduced price of 75 cents, Blue Ribbon otoplays, @ new group recently organized who will import pictures from Europe, an- nounce the acquisition of the Amer- ican rights of “Ariane,” based on the novel by Claude Anet, noted French~ Swiss author. Elisabeth Bergner, Percy Marmont and Warwick Ward play the leading roles. The picture will be shown here shortly. days they would take me out again | and after two or three days rest I’d | have to tackle those logs again. We were all starved to death all the AMUSE time, we used to even cook and eat moccasins we'd kill in the water where we worked. I got weaker all | the time, and the last time I was boxed they had to carry me out.” “No cake for fourth of July dinner | starts riot in prison camp”, read the head lines in the Tampa Tribune. Saturday (Manhattan) HOUSE PARTY at French Workers Club, 40 W. 65th St., 8.30 p.m. Adm. free. COME WITH OLI-GRAND youth club to camp Nitgedaiget for week end of August 26-27. Ticket to camp one dollar round trip, leaves from 380 Grand St. (Bronx) ORIGINAL PARTY BY YCL No. 6, at 627 Fulton Ave. (173rd St.) apt. 5H. Adm. 0c, CABARET-BALL with famous Russian ac- st, Dantel Sobehick, at Bronx Club, 1610 Boston Road, Adm. wusplees Units 26-31, Section 15, OF. (Brooklyn) u 1 CONCERT AND DANCE by Mapleton Workers Club, at Coney Island Workers | Dancing. Tickets 25c. CONCERT AND DANCE, Advance 20c. by American Youth Club and ILP at 407 Rockaway Ave. Russian program and 19 piece band—con- tinuous dancing ae . DANCE, Given Ciub and ILD at 407 Rockaway Ave., B’kiyn., at 9:30 p.m. 14 Plece Brass Band, Russian String Quartet, Russian Tenor, Admission 15¢, * Sunday OUTING TO CAMP NITGEDAIGET. SEPT. 3rd by Harlem Progressive Youth Club at 1538 Madison Ave. Leaving 7:30 a.m. from Risdgwrrh Ss, found trip $1.00. PIONIC STARTS 11 a.m. at Edison Park, near Erie Basin, Auspices Filipino and Porto Rican Anti-Impertalist Leagues— Music—Dancing—etc. Take Crosstown Erie Basin cor to Sullivan St. Walk three blecks to left, B'klyn. WHAT’S ON BEGINNING TODA EISENSTEIN'S | sico MURNAU’S __ “Cit Adapted from ann Shook the World” pHEATRE FOR 4 DAYS ONLY Days That THE WORKERS ACME 14TH STREET AND UNION SQUARE c 9am. to 1p.m. “Bread” 15 exe, Sat., Sum ' and_Holida) 'y Girl” the Story ILD OF RATH BEACH having house party at 2006 Benson Ave., Apt. 10 of | time in store. Auspices of ILD of Bath Beach. | | CONCERT AND DANCE garden cf Marhattan Peac’ H pices of FEU Brighton Beach Br. Tickets Rie, SoM tn Advance only at Wiencers Barber shap, Brighton Beach Ave. near, | Ocean Parkway. | ° | BEER PARTY AND DANCE BY FSU | HARLEM INT'L. Br. nt &7 West 128th it, at open air RADIO CITY MUSIC HAL! SHOW PLACE of the NATION Direction “Roxy” Opens 11:36 Janet Gaynor — Warner Baxter in “Paddy, the Next Best Thing” and a great “Roxy” stage show. 85e to 1 P.M.-iie to 6 (Exe. Sat. & Sun.) © 'ULLY COOLED tetas, NEW ROXY ik “PILGRIMAGE” with HENRIETTA OROSMAN. 2he_ to &. 400 to close (Exc. Sat. Sun.) | 8pm.” Beer free with refreshments. Adm. } 10¢, { | NEGRO AND WHT | 2 p.m, at 87 Wost 128th St. NRA and program cf | Willie Poterson end the up cates. Admission free. Post 2 meet 125th St. and Fifth Ave., j pm, Saturday today. Sunday, ’ Newark, N. J. SOVIET TILM “** pee YM & YWHA cor. High Bts. Behelt District 1 on New Deal; \ 7:30 | Forum takes’ place |, c ROBT. MONTGOMERY and ANN and West Kinney RESPONDENT! 4 3 RKO Jefferson jth 8 in “When Ladies Meet’ and “AS THE DEVIL COMMANDS" with ALAN DINEHART & MAE CLARKE ‘Write to the Daily Worker about ery event of interest to workers which occurs in your factory, trade | union, workers’ organization or lo- ality, BECOME A WORKER COR- Concert—Camp Fire For the Benefit of the DAILY WORKER and FREIHEIT MOHEGAN COLONY Watsons Ground, Peekskill, N. Y. Saturday, August 26 Program: 1. A group of the Freiheit Man- dolin Players. 2, John Reed Club, 3. Artef. 4.Camp Fire conducted by. Comrade S. Litzin. Arranged by Mohegan Unit of the Communist Party advance 30¢. Door 35¢. | August 26. Sat. night Also news reels. Massachusetts LSU SPORTS NEWS PIG TRACK | “into park No. Walpole ‘fase. | 27, 2 p.m. Events — 100 meter run, shot | | put, road jump and 3,000 meter handicap Pace. 2 | * | Philadelphia, Pa. | | “MOONLIGHT CAMP. FIPR cre" + | 26, in Cresheim Valley. Auspices of Of- | fice Workers Union. Entertainment, dis- | cussion and food includ in the um. of 20c, Meet at 704 So. Washington Square, Room 12 at 7, pm. sharp. MEET DANCE—August 26, at 2014 N. 32nd St. Hot Muslc—Cold Refreshments—swell time. Auspices Cultural and Sports Club of Straw- | berry Mansion. CONCERT SPORTS GAMES | SONGS DANCING | | fe PIC Register pLEASANT Communist | Directions: | 1, R. T, Subway | Petham Bay Line ga Avenue to the Park RED ELECTION RALLY AND Unionport, N. Y. SUNDAY AUGUST 27, 10 a. m. to Midnight NIC BAY PARK 1933 25 cents Including 1 cent Tax for the Un- employed Counetls