The daily worker. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1924-1958, 1924-03-11
BIZ IURY I.IREnINsKY

Published bv THE DAILY WORSSa
Elk thru special arrangement with
3. w. Huebseh, Inc, Of New York
City: Copyrighted, 1928, by B. w.
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(WHAT HAS GONE BEFORE)
The Russian Communist Party
branch is governing this frontier
city and fighting the counter
revolution. Earlier installments
tell of the fuel shortage that pre-
vents seed grain from being
fetched on the railroad. The Party
meeting decides to send the Red
Army far away for fuel, at the
risk of leaving the city open for
bandits and counter-revolution
1t also decides to conscript the
local bourgeoisie for wood cutting
in nearby park. Varied types
Of party members are flashed on
the screen: Klimin, the efficient
president of the branch, who still
finds time to have sweetheart;
Robeiko, the consumptive, whose
devotion is killing him; Gornuikh,
the brilliant youth of 10 on the
Cheka; Matusenko, the luxury
loving place-hunter and Stalmak-
how, a practical workingman revo-
lutionist. Gornuikh, disguised as
peasant, overhears talk in the
market place about a plot of
Observation-Disclosures to seize the
town while the Red Army is away
getting wood. The Communist
company is summoned but, perhaps,
too late. Robeiko is dragged out
of his house and shot, Klimin's
sweetheart is butchered and Kimin
and Stalmakhov are overpow4red
and hurled into a dungeon. The
counter-revolutionaries are in pos
session of the town, with the Red
Army away. Klimin and Stalmak-
how are butchered before the Com
munist company led by Gornuikh
can arrive. The Red Army APP
pears at last with great reinforce
ments and the big battle is about to
start.-(NOW GO ON WITH THE
STORY.
CHAPTER XII-Continued.
A ND the telephonogram received
A in the morning had been for
Seletsky what a light pressure of
the bride is for a good and met
tied horse; he had instantly pulled
himself together, carried out all
the instructions, had waited all
day expecting the alarm, and had
been in no way surprised at the
arrival Of Karaulov.
And now, every half hour, he
rode up to Karaulov, reported
briefly on the progress of the oper-
alton, set out his hypothesis and
asked respectfully:
"Will there not be such and such
orders, Comrade Brigade Com
mander?"
And all the time Karaulov be-
came less and less suspicious, and
thought to himself: "Well, this
one will not betray u.s."
No. Seletsky will not be trail
tor. To be a traitor is to break
the rules of the game. Once you
have chosen yourself a place in
the game, stick to it. Otherwise
there is no interest in playing.
The first company was advanc-
ing on the left flank.
A dark mass of people was NOV.
ing forward, but in that mass, in
that row of silhouettes, was it's
own system and internal organiza-
ton. Each man knew his
neighbor and his chief, each obeyed
the quiet command. Political
leader Spitsyn marched in the
ranks, his rife firmly on his
shoulder.
From time to time, in a whis-
per, he shared his ideas with his
neighbor, Fidein, a short, snub-
nosed fellow, with sharp, bright
blue eyes.
Fidein remembered everything
and understood everything.
He was as greedy of knowledge
as dry sand is of water. And
Spitsyn was forever boasting Of
his pupil who was already a can