The Daily Worker Newspaper, January 19, 1935, Page 11

} & Nail Their Lies! Change By MICHAEL GOLD 31Y NEPHEW Mike, 9 years old, is fast A) becoming class-conscious, I think it is partly due to the influence of that wonder- ful kid, Little Lefty, and partly to the Pioneer group he has just joined. Here are some questions Mike asked me last night, and the answers: Question: Why do the capitalists and their slaves the cops beat and shoot the workers? Answer: It is because the capitalists want to make a lot of money, and they can only do this if the workers will work for them at low wages. ‘When the workers try to get better wages for them- selves, when they strike in order to buy more food and clothes and toys for their children, the capital- ists are very angry. These gree@y people think the workers have no right to live. But who makes everything in the world? The workers with their hands and brains. If there were no capitalists in the world, the workers would be able to make all’ these things, even better and more of them. And they would live better, for there would be no capitalists to take everything away from them. The capitalists are really thieves, and capitalist laws are made by and for them, to protect their stealing the wages and life of workers. When work- ers strike against these thieves, the thieves get very scared. It seems to them their world is com- ing to an end, and maybe the workers will soon organize a new world, and make workers’ laws against thieving. This is the kind of laws they have in the Soviet Union, which is a workers’ coun- try, as you know. So the capitalists beat and shoot the workers, because they are so greedy and scared that every strike looks to them like a Soviet revo- lution, . * Good for Little Mike! Quen: Why do kids believe everything their parents say? I know a kid whose father is a Nazi, and he is a Nazi, too, though I tried to ex- plain to him. In my school one day he yelled out, Heil Hitler! I said to him after school, what's the big idea? And he yelled, Heil Hitler! again. So I said, Listen, mister, you ought to cut that out. He said, why? And then he said, you're a dirty Jew and red. And then I said, do you know what Hitler stands for? And he said, yes, he stands for killing all the Jews. So I said, why does he want to kill the Jews? And he answered, because the Jews are greedy and steal all our money. So I said, Listen, Vincent, don’t you know any poor Jews? My father is.poor.. I know lots of other poor Jews who are workers, too. Only the capital- ists haye money. Most capitalists aren't Jews. So he said, you're crazy, Michael. So I said, I’ll bet you two cents most capitalists are Christians. But he wouldn’t bet me, he only yelled Heil Hitler. So I said, listen mister, don’t say that around the classroom because some of us kids don’t like it, because we're Jews. So he said, my father told me no Jews will ever go to heaven, but to hell. So I said, there’s no hell and there’s no heaven, and that’s true. So he said, my father told me it is true. So I said, there must be something wrong with your father, And he said, my father is smarter than your father. So I had to go home for my lunch, but why do kids believe their fathers so much they won't take any one else’s word? Answer: Mike, you gave this kid all the right answers, and you should argue with him again. It is true most kids and nearly all grownups follow all the foolishness their fathers believe in, even though it has been proved to be wrong a thousand times. This is one of the main troubles with the world, and why we have wars, poverty and capital- ism. At the same time, people learn. Look at the way people who couldn’t read or write in the old Russia, and hated the Communists, now are study- ing and working for Communism by the millions. Even the Nazis will learn. Many of them are work- ers and think Hitler can help them, so they believe everything he says, But when they find out he is fooling them, millions of them will come to hate him, and will put him out of existence. Some- times it takes time for the people to learn, but we know that they do learn, and will. Keep it up, Mike. C Why does the Borden Milk company in all their ads say they have the best milk, but isn’t milk right from the cow better? Answer: Yes, there’s no doubt milk right from a healthy cow is the only kind of milk to drink. But since we live in cities, we must do the best we can, and get our milk a day old in bottles. All the milk companies say the same thing about their own brand of milk as do the Borden's. This is because they want to sell more milk than the other companies, and so they tell lies to the people. This is known as advertising, and is allowed under capi- talism, But a lot of us don’t believe most adver- tising, and neither should you. Question: Why do they all say around miy school that the Italian kids are a tough and nasty lot? Answer: For the same reason that the Nazi kid told you he hated Jews. Under capitalism the workers are taught to hate each other, instead of being friends. This is so that they will be so busy fighting each other that they will forget to fight “the greedy capitalists who rob them. You can see how this is in New York, where Jews, Germans, Italians, Negroes, Irish, Swedes, Americans and other races all work in the same factories and for the same bosses. The bosses don’t want these workers to join a union and fight for better wages. So they teach them to hate each other so much that the workers are hard, very often, to organize in one union. When they tell you the Italian kids are worse than any other kids, just answer them that this is a lie, and thet any kid whose father 4s a worker is as good as any other worker's kid, World! | They want the | world for themselves, and everything that is in it. | | Little Lefty OF COURSE -ER-RHEM- WE ARE DOING ALL We CAN Bur WE DON'T Pass LaWwS- WERE JUST “THE LABOR DEPRRTMENT- I'LL HELP ALL | CAN- Wa ARE VERY, VERY, MUCH IN SYMPATHY wrt YouR RIMS, WE SUPPORT Nou IN PRINCIPLE BUT, RET ALL, WE CAN ONLY HOPE, ALL A By Henri Barbusse AST month there was celebrated in the USSR. the fifty-fifth | birthday of the Generel Secretary of the Central Committee of the |Communst Party: Joseph Vissario- |novitch DJougash’ — otherwise |known as Stalin—Oorn the 26th of | December, 1879 at Gori, in Georgia. | Impressive ceremonies marked | this celebration, which corresponds | closely to forty years of Marxist | political activity. But what must be noted first of all is that the homage rendered to Stalin re- echoed profoundly in the hearts of all the pecples of the Soviet Union. It is even more exact to say that confidence and faith in Comrade | Stalin is today an integral part of the soul of this people, that it is one nary peaceful militancy. Among the old Bolsheviks who have so heroically given of them- selves to the immense task of build- ing the Soviet Union, he semains the uncontested leader, the chief in whom they glory, the guide whom they respect and love, because they know he is right. There are some who in our cap:- talist countries, where politics is a matter of bluff, of jugglery and string-pulling, are inclined to smile cynically at the mention of Stalin, to speak of him as the “Dictator,” to call up from the historical scene of the past—and of today—the methods of brute force, the cheap statesmanship, the brigand follow- ers and similar names—to explain the enormous authority which has fallen upon the this one man, ex- tending over a population of 170 million people within a territory of 8,144,228 square miles. Perfect Theorctician This is a conception which can- not fail to bring a smile to the lips of those who really unde:stand, however little, the principles or revolutionary methods and of the Soviet regime. Such people know that in this scheme of things (and it is not ours, evidently), one can- not hoist oneself into power by surprise or by violence, like that of the condottieri of the 16th or 20th century. If Stalin holds a position of such authority it is because he is the most perfect theoretician and the most astute man of action in Russia, because he has given him- self over body and soul, renounc- ing all personal advantages, to the service of scientific socialism, and because he embraced the hard life of the “professional revolutionary” during the latter period of Czarism. He was arrested six times, impris- oned, exiled to Siberia, each time escaping and each time sent back |by the Okhrana—the Czarist secret | DRAW T SIX O'CLOCK Joe opened his eyes and swung out of bed, still dazed. It was hell trying to tear the eyes open. His feet ached dully from yesterday's tramping. An “el” | screeched nearby, sending a slight motion through the tenement house. Several pieces of loose plaster fell from the ceiling. He felt like the room , .. ready for disintegra- tion... weary unto death ... ready to collapse on his pins. His face in the mirror was pale and hollow, He would try to sneak out of the house. “God knows I hate to be poaching on Liz and her family,” he ruminated desperately. Liz was his sister. “They don’t want me here.” Every time she or her hus- band or one of the kids saw him they would look at him with a ques- tion burning in their eyes: Still here? Then they would turn away. Times were bad, they hardly had enough for themselves. If they could rent the room it might help. Joe stayed on day after day slink- ing about like a dog whose master’s only wish is to get: rid of it. “I’ve got to get it today,” he would say confidently at first. Then he spoke no longer, IZ met him near the door. She was wrinkled already. And so young. The dirty kimona was tied with a huge safety pin. He kept looking at it while he thought, “Hell! I bet she’s been waiting for me. Can't get out of it now.” “Joe,” she said. She had a small hard voice that bit into your | stomach, “I think things have gone on long enough. You know Jim's not making much. Yet you keep on staying here, Taking up a room that could be rented and bring in a little money.” He stood silent. Held out his empty hands, “But Liz, I’m doing my darndest. You don't know how hard I look for work!” Now she was taunting, furious. Her voice came to him as through a nightmare. “Oh yes—you look for work—you get up every morning— but don’t think you're fooling me— I've had enough of your loafing. It was no use explaining to this enraged creature. Her sarieks awoke the children and they began whis- Pering in the othe: seom, MAY WE QUOTE YOU AS SAYING That YOU ENDORSE OUR UNEMPLOY- MENT INSURANCE BILL Joseph Stalin: Gre Graph 8 of the elements of their extraordi- | DAILY WORKER, NEW YORK, SATURDAY, JANUARY 19, 1935 The Reds tell the truth AGT MR. MaGRADY, You May SRY | AM STiLL Stu0Nil ” ically Po police. And each time, this man who | Was destined to help change the | face of the modern world, resumed j his secret and ardent activity of | educating the masses, changing his | hiding place each night, appearing | and disappezring, adopting all sorts seid of different names. “And,” Enoukidze, who knew him du those days, “he knew how to talk to workers.” Although Stalin had always lived | the career of a tried revolutionist, ; We must nevertheless emphasize some of the more heroic undertak- | ings of his life. Under Czarism| ; there was the struggle against the} | Mensheviks (the compromising, re- | | formist, “opportunist.” as they called it then, section of the Social- | ist Party of Russia). The struggle | within the party towards Bolshevism | was led by Lenin, who was nine years older than Stalin. Stalin im-| mediately adopted the Bolshevik | line of Lenin. He adhered to| Lenin's point of view from the time) of the Second Congress of the Party, the Congress where in 1903 the divergence of opinion came out into the open. (It was not until ten| years later, at the Prague Congress, | that the split came about, and| Lenin definitely formed the Bol-| Shevik Party.) | Lenin Opposed Trotzky This movement, which seemed | mad to the Mensheviks, and es-| pecially to their turbulent leader | Trotzky, whom Lenin bitterly op-| posed, contained a profound and long-sighted view into the future. | Never would the Revolution of October have followed upon the) Revolution of February. if a power- ful and solid revolutionary party had not pushed the workers to carry on to the end. And Russia would have become a reactionary “democratic” nation, like the others. | From the beginning, Stalin was | in constant harmony with Lenin, | and he was an implacable fighter, | first by the side of Lenin and later | alone, ageinst all deviations from the Bolshevik line, After the October Revolution, | when Russia, left ruined and bleed- ing by the war, was prey to the white offensive, backed by the pow- erful foreign imperialists, who sup- ported them with arms, and to the Social Revolutionaries and the Men- sheviks, when the situation was almost desperate, Stalin managed, as the result of tremendous energy and efficiency, to control the waver- ing revolutionary front at the four strategic points, and to regain its losses. Few people know of the great military role Stalin played as} director of the civil and foreign war, and, as Kaganovitch called him—‘“organizer of the victory of No No.No/ ALL “THE BILLS / You'vE BEEN “STUDYING” 7 FOR MORE THAN A YEAR | | MEANWHILE WE THE UNEM ( PLOYED ARE STARVING |! NG rt HEM aur ts € POLITICAL ON OUR Su! i atest Disciple of V1 rayed by Henri JOSEPH STALIN Another great Stalin: the Sovi national minorities policy regarding lent to a “second October.” Stalin NO USE “TRYING “lo GET “THESE GUYS ELL I's CONVINCED as sity ~@ Do ANYTHING FOR US- = | by del THEN ARE THE AGENTS OF Hose WHOFEED FF FERING - ANO WHEN 1 GET BACK HOME I'M GOING 0 “TELL EVERYONE THAT WHET THE AN Mondoy Jan. 1th - “ae Taree “THRILLING DA HAVE Come To RN ENO Jy Lenin, Barbusse Today, light pid strides, nh lized the country There also the situation in- areas, called for a hardness and discon- certing lucidity to attempt to lead the peasant into Socialism on such a vast scale through mechanization and industrialization of the villages. This difficult obstacle. this gigantic | transformation, has been hurdled. Whatever the latent difficulties may | be, the cause has been gained. Foresees Everything At the 17th Congress in January of this year, where the schedule of the five-year plan in four years was | established, where it was established that the U. 8. 8. R. had become the second largest producing country in the world, the close second of the | United States, and where the im- | mediate perspectives for the future | took on prodigious dimensions, an irrisistible acclamation greeted} | Stalin. It was he who, in advance, | |had seen everything, had prepared |everything, had appreciated every- | | thing, with a perfect sense of their) | practical possibilities. And it was| | also known that this man, who con-| | cerns himself with everything, is the main person responsible for the | cultural and social progress of the | |new world, and also for the firm, | | clear, and courageous peace policy | of the Soviet Union. | To be able to play such a role in | the world and in history, one must | jun‘te in one’s self an exceptional jcombination of qualities. To per- ceive the essential, always and jeverywhere; never to make super- | ficial decision, to take into account | all the elements of a problem, but to decide quickly; never to lose | | sight of the general line, never to | achievement ofclimination of Trotsky was equiva- |lose contact with the masses. To be simple, to speak in order to be He is, with | saved the “integrity and the un-| Understood and not for effect; to Lenin, the father of the admirable | assailable political purity of the Bol-|™&ke oneself understood by all; to decree which entirely eliminated national antagonism in the territory of the Soviet Union: The U.S. S. R. is today a homogeneous body of | more than 100 different nationali- ties. Since the days of Czarism Lenin and Stalin had publicly agitated for this just and logical platform of ethnic groupings—such as they brought to realization later. Liquidator of Opposition One of the titles which the Soviet workers, big and small, gratefully accord to Stalin, is that of Liquid- ator of the Opposition. He has dis- carded Trotsky and all the disas- trous conceptions of this inveterate Menshevik—conceptions the pitfalls of which the development of the U. S. 8. R. itself. have uncovered. Ordjonekidze was first to express the Revolution.” N INTO “Get out of here!” she com- manded, “You're a loafer—a loafer —do you hear me! You went to war and they gave you medals for courage—courage! The only kind of courage you've got is to hang around here eating the flesh off my bones day after day....!” He shrugged his shoulders, said | very quietly: “Don’t yell. I'm gO- | ing.” Back in the room he took | both medals from their velvet cases. | They were dark brown and clinked heavily as they dropped in his picket, Quamee he opened the paper. There were lots of ads. “Clerk; Accountant; Artist; Counselor. ...” They all wanted experience, educa- tion, references. “That let’s me out,” said Joe darkly. “God-dammit, where's the big opportunity they’re always shooting off their heads| about? A man’s down to his last nickel. And not a damned thing to do.” Then he saw: “Men, two, start from bottom; prove merit; salary start; permanent position. Fuller Brush, 71 W. 28rd, Call 2-5.” He walked into a room filled with about thirty men, Glancing down the line there were a few boys with eager-to-go high school faces. There Was one who had come in after him. Joe saw gleaming shoes, Slicked hair and a newly-pressed suit. His own shoes were dull. The edges of his jacket were worn out. His clothes, he decided, looked as if they had been slept in. Eyes riveted on his toes, he felt defeated, degraded to the point where he knew before offering his hands for sale that they would be refused. “You're wondering how I do smiled the young fellow behind him. “It's easy—see. I have a friend who lives with me, and he comes in soused to the soles now and then. Well, he sleeps all the next day, so what's to prevent me from using his suit for a couple of hours? Neat suit, shined shoes, hair plastered Feat and I'm all set to nab the job.” “Don't be too sure, my boy,” Joe warned him, The retort cut’ him like a knife. “It's you who ought to worry, Not They like youn> fellows for the general conviction that the LIFE this kind of work. ‘You greyheads can’t take it. You're all washed up.” . . LL washed up, thought Joe. “You're wrong,” he said. can still take the roughest and toughest they've got. We've been . |around. We know how to handie things.” But he wasn’t very much convinced himself. The young man waved him away. Joe felt himself getting smaller and smaller, “Don't kid yourself. In- dustry wants young blood. You old men have to make way for us.” When his turn came, Joe was feeling weak in the stomach. He hadn’t eaten anything since yester- day's lunch, Somehow he couldn’t stand as straight as he wanted to. His shoulders were tired. They couldn’t pull together. Shiny pince- nez looked him up and down, Then the thin, shapeless lips shot words at him: “Very sorry ... but you don’t seem to be quite the type... we want someone with snap... convincing appearance. Sia Then Joe remembered Liz scream- ing at him: “You went to war... medals for courage... .” his medals . . . what good were they, now? Once they said that nothing would be too good for “our boys” who fought to make the world safe for democracy. And now. ..- wk IE pince-nez were growing angry and embarrassed. They ‘per- spired, “See here!” he shook his finger in Joc’s face. “I told you once we we can’t use you.” “My dear man, are you leaving?” Instantly he recalled himself. The pince-nez were glaring. “Of course, of course,” apologet- ically. The door closed. “Well, howdya make out?” cheer- fully enquired the dapper young fellow. Joe shook his head. eee N SECOND AVENUE he dropped | the two medals into a garbage can. Where can I drop myself, he asked. Thore was no work for him. His hands would rot away. He was an outcast from life. Suicide? he wondered, _ It gets sales, ! “We | He and! )shevik Party, which had shape in the brain of Lenin. Stalin was one of the creators of the program of industrialization. In |this path he followed Lenin and j continued the work. He was the first to understand—with enthusi- asm—the full significance of Lenin's plan of electrification in the life of ; the Workers’ and Peasants’ Siate. With a genial stubpornness, he in- ; Sisted that the slogans favoring heavy industry must come before | everything—in opposition to the | short-sighted and timid ones who found it more reasonable to begin | by developing light industry. Such an attitude called for an unusual and bold clairvoyance in defense of the idea of starting with heavy in- dustry in a backward country, im- poverished to the point of apathy. taken ‘There was a parade made up for |the most part of young boys and girls. They sang songs whose words he did not know but which some- how seemed familiar to him. A fat little grocer bit out, “They ought to put a stop to it. If I hadj my way every’ last one of these} lousy Reds would be locked up.” The signs were marching ahead. | Unwavering slogans: “All War Funds to the Unem- ployed!” “Bread — Not Bullets.” Against the window leaned a huge man with an enormous belly. He smiled supercilously from the cigar between his teeth. With a bundle of leaflets under her arm a young girl came down the street. Joe felt her approaching. She thrust a white paper at him. “Mass meeting against war...” He accepted it mutely. The grocer snorted through his nose and waited for the big man to speak. She held the leaflet out. It was thrust back with brutal force. “None of that,” he snarled. “Why {don’t you go back to Russia where you belong instead of feeding your rotten propaganda to decent Amer- ican citizens!” His bloated face was red, threatening. The girl’s shoulders locked to- gether. Her eyebrows contracted. A moment ago she had been smil- ing. Now she pressed her lips into a straight line. “I am an American. As much an American as you! This is where I belong. Right here in America.” Seeing his mouth open for further utterances she was quick to con- tinue: “You think we have come out here to exhibit ourselves? To listen to you praise.or condemn us? You're wrong. We demonstrate be- cause we want to live like human beings—because we want food—be- cause we don’t want to go to war— to be shot to es for the: gains of the profiteers.” “Cowards!” the big man spat out, eet Site, IOMETHING clicked in Joe's brain. He saw again the green gas oozing into the open mouths and ears. Boys, so young, uni- formed, frightened, reiuctant to By Martha Millet | | consider that there is no greater | glory than that of belonging to a }loyal revolutionary party, and to | | believe that a man has value only | | to the degree that he is a man de- |’ yoted to one great idea. } | The picture of Comrade Stalin, | who is above all the most gay and the most cordial of men, is met with everywhere in the new Rus- sia; in the streets, in the midst of | demonstrations, on monuments, in | | public halls of all sorts, in the shop | windows, and in every home. He is | |the friend upon whom one counts | to see to it that everything im- | | proves, and continues to advance, | and that they will never be de-| |feated. He is strong because he is | right, and he is in a position of | power because he exercises it for | |the welfare of all—and solely for | this reason, | “War!” he shouted. “They want | to send children like these to war! You don’t know what it is,” he raged at the huge man. “I went} to war, I know what it is. I saw) the bloody lie. What did I get? | Medals, and no work, no home. | They're right. We mustn't let our | | kids be killed any more... .” | The girl's eyes were bright. She | | spoke quickly, eagerly, accentuating | | her words with gestures. “You see, this man is not a Communist. But he has been through the war. He 8:00-WEAF—Concert Orch., Page 11 Questions - and Answers This department appears daily on the feature page. All questions showid be addressed to “Ques- tions and Answers,” c /o Daily Worker, 50 East 13th Street, New York City. . . . Why is there so much exaggeratién in and news stori lications of ¢ Daily Worker press? ig to con dence o ‘Truth every distortion and against the revol make workers d the principl Of co’ exagge k cin and eration would be a blow y movement, since it would revoluti ected as soon as they aer caught, diatel paper's at They call the tcoming. ti heir eyes to m eS; it be corrected. In criticizing short- comings tho revolutionary movement strengthens its position and consolidates its forces. It could not progress if it did not make up its shortcomings; if it did not welcome honest criticism On the other hand, we must remember that the capitalist cla S on a steady campaign of dis- tortion and eration about the fundamental facts of existence under capitalism. What could be a greater distortion than the way the bourgeois the crisi: for better conditions or higher. ’ activity wages? Behind the pretense of “all the news that's fit to print,” the news is doctored to suit the needs of the capitalists. The worst slander: nst the. iet Union, for example, are deliberately spl over the front pages, while the news of the condi- tion of the workers in the United States is sup- pri dl. In fact, the source of the notion that the Com- munist press distorts the news is deliberately spréad by the capitalist press to conceal their own mis- handling of the truth. By exposing the falsehoods ited in the capitalist newspapers, and re ng any error that appears in our own will make progress in proving just who lie; facts. Prosperity Notes By HARRY KERMIT CONEY ISLAND.—A grave in Potter’s Field was Alfred Fulwood’s reward after more then a century: of living, when he died here penniless in his furs. nished room at 783 Coney Island Avenue. Fulwood7 was 102 years old. His rent had been paid by a stranger who was shocked to find so aged a man destitute. Dr. Romeo Auerbach, assistant medical examiner, reported that the old man had died of heart attack brought on by a persistent cough. Since no funds: were available for his private burial, city officials: said he would have to receive a pauper’s grave. Nothing was known about the dead man, e: pt a bit of information which his landlady gave to the police. She said Fulwood had once told her hé worked when a boy in England. 7:00 P.M.-WEAF—Religion in the Nows | WOR—Sports Resume—Stan Lomex | WJZ—John Herrick, Bari- tone Contralto; Scrappy Lam- WABC—The Great Bridge bert and Billy Hillpot, Feud—Sketch Songs; Shilkret Orch, 7:15-WEAF—Jack Smith, WOR—Hillbilly Musi ic WJZ—Radio City Party, Songs om with John B. Kennedy; ‘WOR—Ionians Quartet WIZ—Address by Senator Black Orch.; Jessica Huey P. Long, Louisiana te, Soprano; 7:30-WEAF—Variety Musi- Houser and Gas cale | __brielle Delys, Songs WOR—The Street Singer | WABC—Kostelanetz Orth, WABC—Arden Orch.; 9:30-WEAF-— Gibson Gladys Baxter, Soprano; Pamily—Musical Comedy, Walter Preston, Baritone; | with Conrad Thibault. Beauty—Kay Carroll Baritone; Lots Bennett, 1:45-WJZ—Pickens Sisters, | Soprano WOR—Blaine Orch. WJZ—National Barn Dance WABC—Himber Orch. 10:00-WOR—Winte Orch. WABC—As Thousands Cheered; Dramatic Re- view of Sports Highlights | of 1934 10:30-WEAF—Cugat, Goodmaa and Murray Orch. (until 1:30 a.m.) WOR—Richardson Orch... WJZ—Coleman Orch, | 11:00-WOR—News ‘WJZ—Fall of the House of Songs WOR—Levitow Ensemble Sigmund Romberg, Cond.- Composer; Byron Warner, Tenor; Helen Marshall, | Soprano; William Lyon Phelps, Narrator WOR-—Organ Recital WdJZ—The Motion Picture— Cecil Secrest and Julian Noa WABC—Roxy Revue; Con- cert Orch.; Mixed Cho- Tus; Soloist 8:15-WOR—Vecsey Orch 8:20-WJZ—Grace Hayes, Songs | 11:15-WOR—Ferdinando Orch, 8:30-WOR—Denny Orch. | 11:30-wsZ—Danee Muste knows what we are doing is right. | What is all that suffering worth? | We, the workers, fight the war,| we're the ones who are killed, dis- | figured. Then we are refused} work—kicked out of our homes. But | the munitions’ makers, the stock-| holders, the steel kings, mill owners and manufacturers make plenty of money.” The big man tried to laugh but it turned into a queer little pig- | squeal. Red-faced he walked away, ! his paunch trembling nervously, IOE suddenly knew why the songs sounded familiar. His heart- beat seemed to keep time with the drum, The brown eyes were upon him. “Will you come to our meeting... comrade?” “Ti see,” he answered, but even | then he knew he would be there. A question grappled with his throat and sought release. “Can I—is it all right If I march with them?” “Why, of course. worker to march with us.” the brown eyes were smiling. “Goodbye, comrade.” She gripped | his hand. Then ran on to distribute | the leaflets, Now he felt he must cry out. Must. | speak. Not as an individual but with the voice of the mass, like the others. They were calling to the} people on the sidewalks: “Fellow workers, join our ranks.” The music was buoyant. Alive.| They were singing The Interna- tional. TDists clenched, He felt the impress of her strong fingers for a long time. 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