The Daily Worker Newspaper, September 27, 1934, Page 5

\ ‘x By AGNES The following are selections from Agnes Smediey’s dramatic book, “China's Red Army Marches,” published by Interna- tional Publishers, 381 Fourth Ave. ~—Editor’s Note. Scouts i. MAN interrupted: “Chu Teh can do more, it is said. He can summon the wind and command | the storm! He takes the stride of ten men and he can lift a horse with ohe hand. I have heard he can see before and behind him at the same time without turning his head.” The young peasant protested: “That I do not believe! We do not jlive in the time of the San Kuo. {Yet you tell tales from the San Kuo. Chu Teh cannot see before and bekind at the same time, but he has glasses hanging about his neck and when he looks through them-he can see the enemy from a hundfed li... . Now, tell me why should he lift a horse with one hand? Of what value is that? He cannot take the stride of ten men, but he has the bravery and endur- ance of a thousand Generals. So has Mau Tse-tung. I have heard that Mau Tse-tung can defeat the gentry in writing verses and com- positions—yet he fights for us peas- ants. He is a Changsha man and once he became a ricksha coolie to organize the ricksha coolies ot Changsha. Mau Tse-tung and Chu Teh both traveled and studied in foreign lands and they speak two different foreign languages. They are big men and intellectuals, yet they fight for the poor.” * * . “HE stranger listened to the young | peasant with deep interest. Then he said: “You know much. Have you travelled far?” “I have not travelled as far as Changsha, but once I was in Heng- chow, and that is half as far. In Hengchow there are so many peo- ple that they have to live on top of e&ch other instead of having their housés all on the earth as we do here. There are many troops of the generals in Hengchow, too, fel- lows in wickedness . . . rape their mothers!” “How many soldiers here in this town?” “A hundred. In the big market town to the north there are maybe five hundred. They have killed many people.” The woman who kept the tea- house thought not at all of the number of troops, but of other things. She turned to the stranger and asked: “Tell me, have you heard? .. . Chu Teh married a girl intellectual named Chang and she is in the Army with him, with a gun hang- ing from her waist. Her feet are as big as flails and she can fight better than any man.” An incredulous laugh came from the men. But the sturdy little Amusements RADIO CITY MUSIC HALL— 50 St. & 6 Ave.—Show Place of the Nation Doors Open 11:30 A.M, & CARAVAN” with Charles Boyer, Loretta Young, Jean Parker, Cast of 3000 AND A SPECIAL STAGE Prologue devised by ERICK CHARELL Staged by Leonidoft “Romany Road” GILBERT & Doyy CARTE | cuaerrs OPERA COMPANY from London OPERAS Thurs. Fri, and Sat. Evs. and Sat. Mat. ‘PRINCESS IDA” Entire Week October 1 “THE GONDOLIERS” MARTIN BECK THEA., 45 St., W. of 8 Av. are there CHINA’S RED ARMY MARCHES SMEDLEY remained her unmoved, | hands propped on her hips, await- woman jing an answer. To the astonish- | ment of the men, the stranger said | |to her: | “I also have heard of the girl} Chang. She matried Chu Teh and | is fighting with him in the Red| Army. Her feet are of natural size | and so she can march and fight well.” The little woman lifted her chin | and looked at the vanquished men triumphantly. “May she live long} and have many sons! I will today | burn incense to her and to the Red | Army in the temple.” | The young peasant turned on thé | woman: “Little good your incense | does the girl Chang or the Red Army! It is guns....” “You, kwang-kwen [rascal], with the smell of milk still about your) mouth, do not know everything even if you are a travelled man! | Everything may help some, and if the gods. ...” “The Red Army has split the} gods open with their swords and) nothing happened! The gods are made by the landlords and Tu- hao to keep us stupid! It is guns © and more sense we need!” “Then why don’t you get them? . . » How many guns do the White troops here have?” challenged the | stranger. pene ener | ‘HE assembled men gasped. The young peasant laid a hand oh the arm of the stranger. All began talking, lowering their voices. The little woman went to the door and looked cautiously up and down the street. “If the Red Army ... can the Red Army ... will the Red Army ... ” came the hum from | the table. ‘The woman returned, then passed on into a back room. In a few minutes she returned with three boiled eggs and a bowl of rice and placed them before the stranger. And when he drew money from his girdle, she refused it. She filled his cup with fresh hot water and re- fused his coppers for the tea. The stranger spent the night. in the hut of the young peasant. | Neither of the men slept and men} came and went. Scldiers slept in the temple a few streets away, still they knew nothing of it. Yet there were many men in town who knew that the stranger in their midst was not just a peasant from Cha- ling, as he had first said, but a scout from the Red Army. And be- fore the morning light came he, | with the young peasant, had al- ready walked swiftly over the hills, going back in the direction from | from which he had come. | Seg Se O THE scouts went in advance of the Red Army. Unarmed, alone, in groups of .three or five, they scoured the hills and mountain Waths. Peasants themselves, they knew every village, every path. Honesty, bravery, intelligence, abil- ity to walk great distances, to en-| dure great strain—such were the qualities demanded of them. They went amongst the toilers, feeling their way, gathering news of the enemy troops, of the struggle of the peasants and workers. There were scouts who became |too audacious, too courageous. To the two companies of them in the Army, Chu Teh once spoke: | “Comrades,” he began, “we must |improve our scouting methods. Some of you look and act too in- telligently. That is cangerous, and we have lost a number of good men. who have gone into the camp of the enemy and asked direct ques- tions that aroused the suspicion of the officers. Another of our scouts has just been shot in a market town because he even tried to ex- change eggs for bullets from the soldiers! Against Daring Indictment!! Class Discrimination, Religious zealots and superstition Cinematic. Achievement Eisenstein-Pudovkin-Doyzhenko in one AmkinosAmericanPremiere FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 28 Ostroysky’s “THUNDER STORM” SOVIETS GREATEST Starting Friday, Sept. 28th DOSTOYEVSKI’S “PETERSBURG NIGHTS” SOVIET SUPER TALKING FILM (English Titles) The DAILY WORKER says: — “New Russian film worthy addi- tion to Soviet art.” | held in Moscow.—Editor’s Note.) | DAILY WORKER, NEW YORK, THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 27, 1934 Rising Cultural Level, Of Masses Demands Best Work | (The following is a speech de- livered by Ilya Ehrenbourg, well- known Russian author, at the re- | cént Congress of Soviet Writers By ILYA EHRENBOURG (Translated by Leon Dennen) ‘HE boundaries of our country ex- tend riot only in space but also} in time. Our foreign guests are now} taking a ride in the train of time.| They are seeing the world of the future. Alongside the remnants of our past, our backwardness and pro- vincialism, they see the foundation of the new world. When I say this, I have in mind not so much our) technical achievements as our new people. We startle the world at the) present moment not with our ma-| chines but with the people who make these machines. In ordér to understand the posi- tion in which our writers find them- selvés, we must first of all under- stand the conditions under which the writers abroad in the capitalist countries are working. I saw if Paris and in Prague Gefman writers who had just escaped from the jails of the concentration camps. The great and honest writer, Ludwig Renn, is now confined in a German jail. I heard yesterday the Chinese writer, Ku Wen Che, relate how they buried alive Chinese revolutionary writers. There is among us now the German writer, Bredel, who/ eer | spent a year and a half in a con- centration camp. I see also here my | friend, the Slovak writer, the poet) Novomesky. When I was last in his} country I was told that he was in| jail writing lyrical poetry. | The contemporary bourgeois writ- | er can be compared to a well- | times jealous—they live. Ehrenbourg Addressing Writer. ILYA EHRENBOURG They no more resemble some of the classical shock brigaders depicted in some of our books than their grandfathers, forgotten and hungry, resembled those romantically depicted shep- herds. Maty of our authors follow the path of least resistance. In portraying a living man it is much easier to make mistakes than in making declarations, In bourgeois society the young writer has to break the wall with his head. In our country he has excellent opportunities. This is our pride and I hope you understand that I am not in the least inclined to protest against it. I only want to say that this path of least resist- ance followed by some of our authors has a |weakening effect. They substitute slick rhetoric for the painful process of creation. They carefully avoid themes which seem to them difficult. The path of creative development, however, is long and winding. Now a few words about the methods of collective writing. I am speaking here of course not of news- | what is more important in our days | than living human documents? But | it seems impossible that one can | | create collectively a lyric poem or a novel. | | I hear sometimes such argutnents: Hitherto the writer was alone, a | handicraftsman, He will havé to be | substituted by a collective. This I simply cannot undetstand. The | |living writer of our coutitry is inti- | mately bound to the collective by a | thousand threads. He cah conceive | | neither himself nor his hero outside of collective. The world and people,’| however, he dépicts through his own | individual experience. The richer his experience, the more alive are |his heroes, the more monumental is S Congress Hero of Soviet Novels Is Still in Process Of Formation plicity of Moz: not Plicity of Krylov’s fables We have the right to be proud that some of our novels are acces- sible to millions and millions of people. In this, too, we have over- taken the capitalist countries. At the Same time, however, we must and should cherish those forms of our literature which, although to- day only understood by the Soviet intellectuals and the upper strata of the working class, will tomorrow the sim- | the collective that he depicts, The become accessible to millions. creation of an artistic work is an | individual affair, I shall say an in- | timate affair. | Cultural Level Rising | Our society is deeply democratic. ' | Yesterday's shepherd is today an {engineer, The cultural level of thé masses is rising every day, but we |have not, as yet, one homogeneous mass. We have peasants who have | just learned how to read and we jhave scientists from whom. thet | | American and European colleagues |come here to learn. The same is |true of our literature. Take for jinstance the poetry of Mayakovsky and Pasternak. In order to under- stand it, one must be generally cul- | tured and even have a specific lit- erary knowledge. How many times | |have I heard young workers and | | Students complain about how dif- ficult it was for them to understand |Mayakovsky’s rhythm or Boris Pas- | ternak’s associations, and how gen- erously they were rewarded after- | wards when they did understand it. | | These complaints are one more tes-| | timony of the growth of our socialist | culture. ; Can one chide an author for not | writing in a popular style? Love songs on a harmonica are miuch}| easier to play than a Beethoven symphony. Imitations of the Past The great writers of the past century have left us a method and it is still warm; it is a living method. But often, instead of studying this method, we merely imitate it. Thus we get poems about tractors which suspiciously resemble pré-war love songs; novels and stories that blindly imitate the old naturalistic | method. I have neither a program, literary school nor prescription as to how to| I consider myself! write a novel. among those Soviet writers who hesitantly seek new forms that will correspond to the new content. We do not attempt to copy “War and Peace” or some of Balzac’s novels. ''The classi¢s have depicted a life and| jheroes that were already formed.) We describe life in motion. The hero of our novel is not yet formed. Our life changes so rapidly that by the time a writer gets through writing his novel his hero is no longer the same. Therefore, the at- tempt to adapt the form of thé | classical novel to our time often | results in a false plot, espécially in a false conclusion. The flourishing of the sketch, the In a complicated style | tremendous interest of the artist in| write only talentless and empty|@ new people, all these minute sten- | equipped factory that lacks the raw| paper work. It is possible to get | people. A true artist strives for | ographic reports, diaries, confessions material. He has everything—a/ together collectively a volume of|simplicity. But there are also vari-|—all this is not an accidental oc- tradition, linotypes and excellent| great documental importance. And} ous kinds of simplicity. The sim-| currence. Here one can already see paper, Only one thing he lacks—/ the beginning of the new form of people. We lack many things—both tech- nique and paper. We have, how-/| ever, something to write about. It) is our rare destiny to depict people) who have never yet been depicted. | Millions of builders of a new life in our country expect it from us, as do millions abroad. Here neither sta-| tistics nor newspapers can take the} place of the artist. | Comrades, we gathered at this Congress not only to greet each other but also to work, and I want to speak frankly about aur occom- Piishments and what is yet to be accomplished. Although we have | achieved a great deal, we have also had many failures. Our new man is thuch richer, more sensitive and} complex than his shadow on the| pages of our books. Why, for in- stance, cannot a shock brigader also| be a dreamer? Tell me, what does he think about on his day off when he gazes at the river? Isn’t it pos- sible that a shock brigader may be jéalous, gay or sad? Workers Are Living People I once saw a film. A shock brigader. Everything, it seems, as it should be. I tried to tell some- one that somehow it didn’t look to me like a shock brigader. I was answered: Pray, our shock brigader looks alive. He even drinks a glass of vodka. Our workers are living people. They toil, struggle, love, kiss, read books, dream, are some- Stage and Screen Rene Clair’s “July 14th” Friday evening, Sept. 28, will | bring to the 28th Street Theatre at | Broadway, for one. evening only, | the first showing at popular prices of “July 14th,” Rene Clair’s moving | and -artistie picture of modern) French life in the popular quarter | of Paris, which received enthusias- | tic critical acclaim at its first pres- entation. An added feature will be one of the new Russian Mickey Mouse Cartoons. There will be three com- plete showings, beginning at 5 p.m. and ruhning continuously there- after. The presentation will be under the auspices of the Committee for the Support of the Southern Textile Organization, which is composed of professionals and numbers among | its members Paul Peters, author of | “Stevedore,” who is chairman; John L, Spivak, Erskine Caldwell, Louis Lozowick, Grace Hutchins, Esther | Lowell, and others equally well | known. Proceeds of this event will go to further the work of the committee, which directs its efforts toward in- | telligent, efféciive organization of | the textilé workers in the South, to j the end that these workers may have an opportunity to better the This department appears on this page twice a week. Questions should be addressed to “Questions and Answers,” 50 E. 13th Street, New York City. QUESTION: There are some questions on the Biro Bijan’ situa- tion that I would like to ask you. As I understand it, Jews in Russia are able to do work and live free y is it neces- sary to create an autonomous re- public for Jews? Is there any forci- ble compulsion. I would appreciate very much a lucid answer to my questions—A. L. ANSWER: There is po official anti-semitism in the Soviet Union and whatever anti-semitism was left from the Czarist days is being eradicated by Socialist propaganda and education, by punishing anti- semitic and all chauvinistic acts, and generally through the building of the new society. But: the build- ing of Socialism in the Soviet Union does not mean the abolish- ment of national culture—‘nation- al in form, Socialistic in content” (Stalin). The Soviet Jews, because they area minority in all districts of the Union (with the exe*ntion of the four very small Jewish na- tional agricultural districts. three in the Ukraine and one in the Cri- mea) cannot have the same oppor- tunities as other nationalities in the sphere of building a governmental apparatus of their own, in their own language (Soviets, courts, uni- versities, etc.). They are not par- ticipating as a national minority Questions and Answers ,in the central governmental appa- jratus of the U.6.8.R. (Central Ex- | ecutive Committee of the Soviets.) | The Jews, like all minorities in | the U.S.S.R., have won their eco- | | nomic, political and social equality | through the October Revolution. | The settling of Biro-Bidjan and the creation of a Jewish Soviet Social- ist Republic will put the Jews on a really equal basis with the other | |nationalities, offering them the | possibility of building up their own | |republic and of having their rep- resentatives on the Central Execu- | tive Committee. In order that the Jews be put on.a really equal foot- | ing with other nationalities, Biro- | Bidjan has been set aside by the| Soviet Government as a territory for Jewish settlement. | Of course there is no forcible | compulsion for Jews to settle in Biro-Bidjan! No Jewish parents, for instance, are forced to send} their children into Jewish Soviet schools. Nevertheless there are now | the novel. We often make mistakes and suffer many defeats but as far as I understand, this is the only \Ronest way. We do not attempt to! put a new content into ready-made | but worn out forms. I want to illustrate this with my own case, There were critics who said that my book, “Out of Chaos” was not a novel, that half of it was a sketch, that it did not have a well developed plot: Writers Are Met with Love and Hope To Depict a New Kind of Man Is the Rare Problems of Middle _ Destiny of Soviet Writers, Says Ilya Class Jews Page Five Theme of | New Dahlberg Novel- Those Who Perish, by Edward Dahl- berg. Published by John Day Co., Inc., Néw York City, 242 pages, $2.00. Regina and Boaz t running away, into the death y It i Reviewed by try. You finish the | . at. moul and damp | bee ia A ae glad to pick up a copy of the IN pre-Red Russia they used a su- Worker and see there’s 4 sun perlatively expressive term — the, 5“! In the heavens. Swamp. The people of the Swamp constituted those of the middle classes who feared both God the devil. They shrank from rey- olution; they were frightened by the Whites. They hoped coul somehow, by some miracle, be ab to sit through the revolution hugged the warmth of the sar quaffing of Chekhov and and “chai” while outside the machine guns we: rat-tat-tating through the Edward Dahlberg, in “Those Who Pérish,” acts as guide in the world of these peopl pre-Red America He conducts us through the Swamp, and a misty, dank region it is. Per- | Petually swathed in fog, clammy. you find it hard to breathe, hard to see your way through, It’s like some submarine region, polyps float by and deep-sea monsters and every- thing’s blurred and green. (Puce is the word Dahlberg uses.) And shimmering balefully in the gloom is the Hakenkreuz—the Swastika Joshua Boaz and Eli Melamed and Regina Gordon are Swamp people. They are upper and ex-upper middle class Jews. They love Judea. As Boaz puts it: “Regina, we must stand alone; | I have come to realize that more | and more; as long as there is a | half-pint of Jewish blood in our veins we will be forced to stand apart; the American Legions, the D.A.R.’s and the patriotic hundred per cent Vigilantes will see to that. Because just as soon as we step out of our invisible Ghetto str ee Tee AHLBERG knows what he’s abouts r of this sort of tale, 1 His violent but they ess of the story. eel that Dahlberg too much love for He all but says “at So-and-So was “disgust- t the world of themselves ingly e In the Swamp, e petty bourgeois~ which c sake up its mind, the introvert 1 norm: the extrovert; the sport, bastard. ~ Dahlberg’s Jews are Jews with... money, or at least near money. They are the ant sis to the Jews 7 out money of Mike Gold. M 3 Jews had the abundance of life, the teeming life of all the poor—life flashed even though there was hun= ger and daily misery. But Dahle~- berg’s Jews—they are typical of all the weak and the cowardly of the middle-classes who refuse to go anywhere but to their doom. Mike's Jews will join the Communist Party, will fight the Fascists tooth and nail, Dahlberg’s Jews can only take it and sing Eili Kili, They can’t fight... because they can’t understand, they can't believe. Like Regina, they moan, “What's the matter with me, I can't believe—I don’t know what + to believe any more.” And this is the lot of all those of the middle- classes who cannot cut their way to | support the revolution. they'll call us Bolsheviks. Yester- Dahlberg. I feel. commits two | day they called us ritual mur- | major errors—mistakes of omission. | derers. Just as you are afraid of | F% what of those from the | middle-classes who come to the rey- being alone, I am more panic- stricken when I hear of our co- religionists becoming Communists. Even if I believe in Communism I should shout from the housetop: “My Jewish brothers you are fated to be alone; break this covenant, and the blood which you have vio- lated will flow from your eyes and mouths. We are Jews yesterday, today and tomorrow. Jews, Jews, Jews—from David, from Saul, from | Samuel.” j es | PERILOUS days have come on these people in their mausoleum- | like sanctuary. Hitler's hordes; | Perish Judea! Haman lives again! |Regina’s cousin, a student at the | University of Berlin, had been mur- dered by Storm Troopers. “His body | | olution? Comrades, the richness of our life|—the face an anonymous multilated | is such that it does not allow us to|mask, the fingers scissored, the| work on a complicated plot, and be- /chest a network of splinters, tattooed | sides, I don’t see any sharp distinc- | with the Hakenkreuz sign, had been tion between a sketch and artistic) returned in a black Swastika coffin prose. Like other writers who seek: to his parents. . . .” new forms, I do not mind if I seem) Beginning here, Dahlberg shows us to some of our critics a newspaper | these people reacting in their sev- man, a sketchist, a second grade | eral ways to the first law of nature—| writer as long as I do not substi-| for survival. Regina alone, the tute the word “kolhoznik” for! strongest of the lot, catches a “prince” and rewrite watery high|slimpse of the way out. But she school compositions. |cannot make the grade. She sym- At no time and nowhere was the | bolizes those of the Swamp who see writer in such a favorable position| Gry land but fail of courage—are as in our country. No matter where | too deeply mired to’ make it. we come—to the factory, on a con-| “Regina is fifty years old, middle over 180,000 children in the Jewish struction, to the kolhoznik—we are. schools in the Soviet Union be-/ always met with love and, what's cause of the full equality for the| languages of all nationalities and because of the possibilities created | |for the development of the cul- tures of the various nationalities |Iiberated by the October Revolu- | | tion. | | Jewish colonization in Biro-Bid- jan is strictly voluntary. The So- viet Government offers the new | settlers various inducements in the way of transportation, machinery for their agricultural collectives and industrial undertakings in or- der that the region may be settled as speedily as possible, wa AT SON Thursday NEW Soviet film, “Sentenced to Health." dancing and refreshments to follow at Fordham Br. F..U., 1993 Jerome Ave, near Burnside, 8:30 p.m. Adm. 25c. JACOB DAINOFF Memorial at 2700 Bronx Park East. Speakers from John Reed Club and I.W.O. on the life of Dainoff, REGISTER now for Fall Term of John Reed Club School of Art, 430 Sixth Ave. Pull time day and evening classes under prominent artists in all branches of draw- ing, painting, sculpture. Office hours this week, 11 to 5 pm., and Tuesdays and Thursday evenings 7 p.in. to 10 p.m, HENRI BARBUSSE Br. I.L.D. first meet- ing of the Fall season at 5 W. Sist St. Apt. 3B, 8:30 p.m. All members and friends are urged to attend. FRE! Mandolin Orchestra weekly rehéarstl promtply at 8 p.m. Late comers cannot take their seats. Beginners class to open in @ few days. Apply, 106 . 14th Street. Friday 14," Rene {Clair’s masterpiece own at 28th St. Theatre at Broadway, from 5 to 11 p. m. Committee for the Support ef Southern Textile organization. Prices 25¢-35c. MOVIE: “Road to Life’ shown at Hun- garian Workers Federation, 642 Southern { | prominent members of the Moscow Bivd., Bronx, 8:30 p.m. Adm. 15¢ in ad- vance, 20c at door. Proceeds to Daily Worker. MOON Cake Party, News reel, speak on| “Chinese Revolution,” Dance. at 22 W,| Mth 8t., 8 p.m. Auspices: Chinese Work- ets Center. Subscription 25c. CONCERT of Chamber Music at Pierre Degeyter Club, 5 E. 19th St. Program: Fantazia (1660), Locke; Piece (1914), Stra- Vinsky; Viola Quintet in G, Mozart, 8:30 p.m. LECTURE on “Role of the Press Against | War and Fascism” at 9918 W. 30th St., Coney Island, 9:30 p.m., by Comrade Wein: | stein. Auspices: LW.O. Br, 122, benefit Daily Worker. RED VAUDEVILLE, Dél, cartoonist, dancing, refreshments at Waterfront Dance, 197 W. Houston St., 8 p.m, Adm. 15e. Auspices, Unit 33, Ciera . NEW THEATRE will present Newark| John Reed Club in “Can You Hear Their | Voices” and Lillian Shapiro in “Good| Morning Revolution.” Civic Repertory | Theatre, Oct. 7, Matinee 2:40, evening 8:40. Reserve seats now 25¢ to 99. CONCERT and Dance given by LL.D. Alfred Levy Br. at Hinsdale Workers Clu, | 572 Sutter Ave. Brooklyn, Saturday, Sep-| tember 29, 8 p.m. Two members of Morro Castle crew will speak. FRIENDS of the Workers School, 116 University Place, corner 13th St. Gala Opening Saturday night, Sept. 29. Enter- tainment, Refreshments. Dancing to Picrre more, with hope. They expéct fiom us @ great and necessary work, for with our books we change the world jand this increases our responsibility a thousandfold. TUNING IN 7:00 P.M.-WEAP—Baseball Resume WOR—Sports Resume—Ford Prick ‘WJZ—Amos 'n' Andy—Sketch WABC—Vera Van, Songs 1:15-WEAF—Getle and Glenn—Sketch WOR—Vaughn de Leath, Songs WJZ—Johnson Orch, WABC—Just Plain Bill—Sketch 1:30-WEAF—The Port of N. Y.’s Battle fot Self-Preservation —Thomies J. Watson, President, International Busingss Machine Corp. WOR—The O'Neills—Sketch wiZ—Jewels of Enchantment— Sketch WABC—Paul Keast, Baritone 7:48-WEAF—Frank Buck's Adventures WOR—Studio Music WJZ—Shirley Howard, Songs WABC—Boake Carter, Commentator 8:00-WEAF—Jack Pearl, Comedian WOR—Dance Orch. ‘WsZ—Thicker Than Water—Sketch WABC—Maxine, Songs $:15-WABC—Edwin ©. Hill, Commentator 8:30-WEAF—Wayne King Orch. WOR—The Loné Rangér—Sketch WJZ—Igor Gorin, Baritone WABC—Everett Marshall, Baritone; Elizabeth Lennox, raito 8:45-WJZ—Ideal and Real in the Federal Housing Act—Marvin Farrington, Attorney; Dr. Boyd Carpenter 9:00-WEAF—Fred Allen, Comedian WOR—Footlights Echoes W5Z—20,000 Years in Bing Sing: The Man Who Paid to Get In—Sketeh WABC—Brseball—Mickey Cochrane, Manager Detroit Tisers 9:15-WABC—Deutsch Orch. 9:30-WOR—Hvsterical History—Sketch WwJZ—John McCormack, Tenor WABC—George Burns and Gracie Allen, Comedians 9:45-WOR—Larry Taylor, Baritone 10:00-WBAF—Lombardo Oren. WOR-Al and Lee Reiser, Piano WJZ-—Dennis King. Songs aged. To be fifty means to be on the downgrade, past ripe, an em- bet already on the wane; it means to be dying, not a little but much, dying so that the eyes, the mouth, the teeth and the hair know it. are moldering intuitions of it... .” She is the bourgsois on the wane. The tragic heroisms of Goethean} | Werners are gone and gone are the | epic-sized miseries of the bourgeois | when they were on the make—when | they had a world to win and wept when it was less than that. Today their tragedies are picayune; mean} cowardly little tragedies seurrying | across history like mice. | Aas ea ELAMED—the formerly prosper- ous salesman; how Dahlberg unravels him, brutally, almost vio-| lently, giving no quarter to the man} | who can say when he listens to a/ | prolétarian soap-boxer delivering an | anti-war, anti-fascist speech, “Fight | .. fight... no, no, for God’s |sake, no.” This same Melamed. penniless, his wing-collar flushed down a toilet when he understood | finally it Was worse than useless in | winning a job, even a bootblack’s job, hurries away mumbling: “In the next war of gas and bac- teria where will I run to? Where? | Where? No, no, I love peace; I | | love my fellow men. He was just | a cheap soap-box orator—wore a dirty collar and shirt too; how can he téll people what to do?.. And Dahlberg harries this mite Melamed, pursues him relentlessly | from park bench to Bowery to the | flophouse and to the brink of the grave. And the little Melamed i stands there, about to leap and he, cries: “I am. being murdered and I don’t know why or for what, and no one will help me, neither Chureh, God nor America. I don’t know where to go; I am hounded | | from no place to no place... . » |ours from the WABC—Broadcast to and from Byrd Those who fight bravely side by side with their proletariarr | allies? What of the fellow-travelers' ” who do make the grade—who escape the Swamp? There are many ant there will be many more. Dahlberg fails to notice of these: his book tolls away like funeral bells. There” is no ray of hope for any middle- class character in it. Dahlberg shoves them violently over to the soap box and says to them, “Listen, lis- ten, and you'll understand. And you'll be saved.” But it’s not that simple. He doesn’t make the world of the proletariat real enough to his characters. He does not realize his characters have unique prob-~ Jems, special demands. He does not give his peopl@ even that break which should be coming them. ECONDLY, Dahlberg in failing to. introduce anybody with backboney, wm leaves his reader with disgust for, his characters. Dealing only with this type of Jew he leaves him wide open to charges of anti- itism. The weakness with which hei. endows his characters is the weak- ness inherent in all middle-classes regardless of nationality. To many ignorant of this, it seems Dahlberg~ méans only the Jéwish people. He '* has failed to show, or even connote, the other Jéws: the proletarian Jews, those who can fight, who are building a Biro-Bidjan and have forgotten how to chant at the Wail- ing Wall. ‘The working class knows that to, win it, must win allies first. Dahl- berg forgot this. I fear the middle- class Jew reading the book will feel the author has only hatred for him: that he does not want to win him to the side of the revolution. But — there are many Boazes, many Mel- ameds, many Reginas who do and will find their way to the proletariat, . And they must be given a hand. Dahlberg refuses to give them that hand. The Socialist Forward leaped at — this and took up the cudgels for the middle classes against this’ “Communist Jewish novelist, Dahl- berg.” Dahlberg must realize we scorn no allies, so long as they will fight with us against the enemy. However, with its sins of omission, this is the first of Dahlberg’s novels which definitely commits the author | to our side. This accounts for the!’ | conspiracy of silencé with whith. | the enemy préss has received his | book, Dahlberg has chosen and in him we have won a fighting ally |a man of powerful talents. True there is morbidity and | writes with a scowl, but association-- with the class destined to win the- | world, will remold this recruit of ... senescent middle-.~ class. Dahlberg, in this book, stands fearlessly against Fascism, - ageinst war; he has put his cards-- jon the table. The bourgeois hate” to lose even one of their army. And _ | they revenge themselves by what- ever weapon they can lay hands on: And this same Dahlberg whom the | bourgeois critics a few vears ago were greeting with cries of “genius*'” is today greeted with silence; | Against writers théir best weapon” » .is the blacklist. And he gees to the only haven| But the proletariat is building-itq : he deserves. own press, creating its own critics, It is in this last despairing cry | estabdliching its own publicity media. Expedition; Warnow Oreh | 10:15-WOR—Current Events—H. F. Read WJZ—From Madison, Wis: New Front in Government—Senator Dogeyter Band. Subscription 26¢. DANCE and Puppet Show, Saturday. Sept. 29, 9 p.m., 11 W. 18th St. Adm. 25¢. 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