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The daily worker. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1924-1958, 1924-05-29
SOVIET GOVERNMENT
WOULD MOVE MARKS
REMAINS TO MOSCOW

LONDON, May 2s.-The Soviet
government, thru its delegates to
the AnoIo-RussIan conference, has
been carrying on negotiations with
the British government with a view
to transporting the remains of Karl
Marx from HIghaste cemetery to
Moscow, where the Soviet republic
planned TO build monument cost
Ing half a million dollars In honor Of
the founder Of modern commun-
ism.
Jean Lonouet, grandson Of Marx
and leader Of the French yellow So
oIsIIsts, who have stabbed MARKHAM
Socialism In the back, refused tho
request Of the Soviet government
for permission TO transfer the body
Of his grandfather to the capital Of
the first workers republic In the
history OF the world.
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NO DAILY WORKER
ISSUED SATURDAY;
MAGAZINE FRIDAY

Owing to the fact that Friday.
May 80, is a holiday, Memorial Day,
recognized as such by the printing
trades, there will be no Saturday is-
sue Of the DAILY WORKER this
week.
The regular Saturday Magazine
Section will appear, the same size
az usual, in Fridays Issue. Make
your arrangements now with your
newsstand dealer to see that you
get your Fridays Issue Of the
DAILY WORKER.
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Redskins Leaving
Reservation To Live
Like Wage Slaves
AN rhs Eederated Prea.l

ALBANY, N. Y, May 2s.-WhoIe
families Of Iroquois Indians are NOV
ing off the reservation in New York
state to secure opportunity for work
and to merge with white civilization,
to Albert C. Hill, chief
special schools bureau, state depart
ment OF education in his annual re-
port. There are only 5000 Indians
left In the state. He predicts their
gradual absorption and amalgamation
with the whites.
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Workers. Farmersl Demand:
The Labor Party
Amalgamatlon
Organization Of Unorganized
The Land for the Users
The Industries for the Workers
Protection Of the Forelen-Born
Recognition Of Soviet Russia
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Wisconsin Senator Raises
Cry of RED Menace" While
Hitting June II Convention

WASHINGTON, D. G.. May 2s-camoufaged progressivIsn,
that has been masqueadng fake mtancy in effort
the support Of the workers and farmers for falls elections
today turned loose its guns the class ameLabor Party Con-
vention called for ST. Paul, Mimi, June 17th
Not only Senator Robert Marion LaFolette
hiding during most Of the Teapot Dome exposures
Conference for Progressive Political Action daily growing
brazen in its tations with the old parties
attacking the promising gathering
at st. Paul
Both carry the stamp the reaconary Gompers
The daily worker. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1924-1958, 1924-05-29

THE DAILY WORKER
RAISES THE STANDARD
FOR A WORKERS AND
FARMERS GOVERNMENT
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Especial to The Daily w0rksrl

ST. PAUL. 28 support Of
June 18th Convention that gathering
Such the git of of William Mahon
mtee the St Paul of
Robert
the senator from Wisconsin will have effect
going forward full
Nfabonev
'if this report is expression of his attitude"
from section he nationr
"The convention will be delegates groups Of
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june IL to 60 Ahead Without La toilette

progI1 who willing join coalition candi
dates in the field president vicepden United
platform calling for fundamental changes the regarding the railroads.
banking, and
Senator expressed
themselves and will doubtless
of his In that event. other will be
Communists will constitute small delegates
conventions and these willing
coalition, their cooperation s acceptable
"Ths convention is not based dinare
nom realities LaFoee evidently counsel
this of his
The daily worker. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1924-1958, 1924-05-29
klIauae Lively.

MILO, T. H., May 2s.-One explo-
sion from the crater of Kilauae. vol
cano 80 miles from Hilo. on the island
OF Hawaii. enlivened last night.
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Thursday evening, John called as
per schedule.
mice evening, Luella. How about
going to the movies-I hear the pic
lures extra good this week"
ooh, let's stay here by the fire; it's
so cozy," Luella Ademurred. Movie
fan though she was, she had decided
that the moment for action had ar
rived, and nothing was to swerve her
from her course.
Meekly obedient, John seated
himself in the arm chair, before the
fire, which he had occupied SO fire.
quently for so long that it was re-
ferred to as Johns chair. AS usual,
he was painfully lacking in small
talk, so it fell to Luella's lot to keep
up a rather one-sided conve- sation
about the weather, and Mrs. James
new baby, and the coming festival at
the church, to which John would, OF
course, escort her.
Finally, however, the spark of con-
versation died out, whereupon Luella
queried with outward calm, but in
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much of a city air for one with her
fresh. country complexion, which
was fairly obvious, despite the thick
coating of cosmetics. Her clothing,
too, reflected the acme of fashion,
and seemed strangely out of place
beside the quiet, old-fashioned attire
of the motherly figure at her side.
Jenny, Jenny" whispered her
mother gently, tits so good to have
you here
ooh, mother" answered the girl, in
a family patronizing voice, II must
insist that you call me Jeanne. It's
more, well. Frenchy, you know she
explained, vaguely, ."and Jenny is
horribly countrifed"
Her mother drew back, a hurt look
in her eyes, for Jenny had been
named after Mrs. Warmers sister,
who had, died when very small
girl, and whose memory was still
very dear to her. Nov, mother" be-
gan Jenny, the day following, at
really is necessary for you to have
some new clothes, and as for, this
house" She finished with an ex-
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erent eyes, the worshipful caresses
of Miss Hetty, growing more and
more vivid before her.
The play was huge success.
People said it was tine best work
Lynne ever did. Every night flowers
and applause swept round her. John
generously added his.
ct was fine," he praised her. and
I want you to be happy, Lynne. You
know that" he said.
They were sitting in front of the
fire the last night of the new play,
1t was going on the road.
I'm willing for you to go along"
said John gravely. my sisteril
come over and keep house. She's
free now, and she's good hand with
babies"
A little shiver chased another lit
tie shiver up and down Lynne's
spine.
Twill be hard-no, it won't
either" John added. Because l
want you to be happy"
Lynne cuddled her bright, bobbed
head into Johns rough shoulder.
"And you bet your sweet life I'm go
ing to be happy" said Lynne, with
a sob in her throat. John, Il
hate acting. I want to be myself. 1
just love-this dinky little house and
the electric grill, and everything. I
just love you, John, and, John"
The whisper was so soft and so
filled with tears John could hardly
hear it: John, I love our baby.
Hetty taught me how woman can
adore just-a baby, and he's ours. l
can't bear to think how I've thought
he was bother and how I've wished
we didn't have him. Please, John,
say, There is the baby, Belinda.
John laid his cheek reverently
against his wife's.
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know" Her head lifted proudly and
there was courageous trust shining
from her eyes"
Nancy Clarke walked home along
the beach, after leaving Miss Anna
bells. She wanted to think, and be
alone. AS she came around the
point, she looked toward the Ellen;
with a sobbing cry she saw the
schooner just going out of the har-
Dor. The wind had changed while
she had been with Miss Annabel.
She stood still moment, undecided,
then with quick resolution, ran along
the uneven dunes toward the wharf.
Three days later, Miss Samantha
Tibbins went up the Hill Road as fast
as she could, with the news that had
set village tongues a-wagging. News
was Miss Tibbin's speciality. Her
sharp little eyes saw everything, and
her sharp little ears heard every
thing.
Miss Annabeli What do you
think" She painted, as soon as she
came up on the porch.
Nancy Clarke took B'riah Dun
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BY Hazel Courtney
N7.3gTS7ET1 W

a letter to Boston, but he never got
it; their ship was caught in a terri
bic storm off the Cape, and every
one was lost"
HE was lost, too?' Nancy's voice
was full of pity.
Miss Annabel nodded. "But know
he will come back to me some day.
He said he would. When there's a
fair wind, he'll come" There was
implicit faith in her sweet voice.
Nancy remembered the lifted eye
brows of the village; that was their
way of saying Miss Annabel was a
bit queer"
"But how can he, if he was lost
with the ship?'' she questioned.
"Ah, my DEAR" Miss Annabel
smiled, death is not the end, you
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By Clyde. Weldon

she had been so proud and then as
scented.
AS the days passed, Jenny gazed
with increasing wonder at her amaz-
ing mother. After serious thought
she was obliged to admit herself not
wholly pleased with this TRANSITIONAL
ton. She missed more deeply than
she had ever believed possible, the
sweet, kindly face and tender man
ner of her mother. The aloof, pre-
occupied woman who had taken her
place could never fill this need.
Jenny began to fathom the shall
lowness of her own nature, and the
vain frivolities which had so de-
lighted her.
She longed for return to the hap
py home life of her childhood. Then
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oGHDGas6sSsH S6Ko9Re10l

baby at the Home, and exacting a
reluctant promise from the matron
that, irregular though it was, some
arrangement might be made for car
ing for the child mornings and aft
ernoons.
AT supper wife told John about it.
you can look after him evenings, or
give him to one of the neighbors, :"
Lynne chatted on.
Aren't you making a mistake p
asked John, in exactly the same tone
he had used when he had begged his
wife, some months before, to let her
hair grow out, it was so soft and
lovely.
II am not making mistake" an
swered his wife in her tone of the
former occasion, on which, be it said,
she had skipped to the hairdresser's
and had had the hair cut shorter
than ever, so that even the tops of
her little pink ears showed like a
child's under a Dutch cut.
Oh, Lynne always had her way,
and she knew it. No matter how
hard John put his foot down, John
could not do the cave-man stunt,
and that was the truth of it.
so, 1 am not making a mistake,
repeated Lynne. "And as far as food
is concerned, there's the delicates-
sem
She began rehearsals.
But troubles began. On the way
out from town, when she stopped at
the Home to get baby, the matron
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The Greatest Role

Sawyer had never had any tremend-
Gus affection for that baby, Chubby,
healthy, bright blue of eye. CHEEKY
and gurgly of disposition though
young John was, his little mother
had never felt the little thing to be
more than considerable bother and
the taker-up of a good deal of time
that might better be spent in other
ways.
Since husbands refrain, there is
the baby, Belinda" had begun, what
ever Turing interest may have exist
ed deep down in the mothers merry
heart, disappeared. Lynne plunked
junior down in the matron's capaci-
Gus lap with not so much as a glance
at the toothless smile, and hied her.
self straight to the theater where,
before her marriage, she had
played the ingenue part.
1t was a wonderful afternoon. All
the old pals were around the place,
all giving her the glad hand, all talk
ing as little as possible about the
new. home, and husband and baby,
and telling her all the stage news,
all the bits she was hungry to hear.
To cap the climax, in walked the
manager himself and actually told
her she could begin acting again any
time she said. There was a new
play, new plans, her part wasn't
filed the girl he'd had hadn't made
good, and
Lynne went home, treading on air,
barely remembering to pick up the
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\ Psychic Proposal

wardly a bit excited, Would you like
to try a new game, John? / bought
a ouija board when 1 was to town
yesterday. The clerk was saying
how much fun body can get from
one. But just think, he says some
folks can't get the thing to bulge an
inch. You have to be able to con-
centrate and treat it respectfully"
''Fiddlesticks,' scoffed John, Eve
heard tell of those things, and don t
think there's anything in 'em. Be-
sides, I think respectable folks ought
to beware of such things"
"Bosh," shifted Luella, there's
nothing in it, It's only harmless
amusement"
"Just as you say, Luella," ac-
quiesced John meekly, though folks
do tell some powerful strange stories
bout it."
Queer name it has, went on Luz
ella, as she drew her chair up to
John's,- land rested the ouija board on
their knees. at was reading some
where's that it's made up of the
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AS the Fair Breeze Blew

said Yet it was to. Miss Annabel
that they went for comfort and help
when they were in trouble. Her
frail little body held spirit that
was like the sun shining through a
mist.
That was why Nancy Clarke went
up the Hill road after her quarrel
with Dan Gardner; Miss Annabel and
her little Summer house would be a
refuge. All the way up the Hill road
Nancy could see the Ellen D. lying
at anchor. She kept her eyes away
from the three-masted schooner, be-
cause that was Dams ship; he was
the mate aboard the Ellen D. When
she thought of their quarrel her eyes
would get so bury she could hardly
see the road. The quarrel seemed SO
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pressive gesture of disgust.
Nov, with the money Uncle left
us we can change this place COM
pletely, and you can dress the way
you should. the way all the mothers
of my friends do
Mrs. Warner looked steadily at her
daughter for a minute, then queer
little smile twisted the corners of her
mouth.
II didn't know you were ashamed
of your mother" she answered
quietly, sbut of course I can change. +"
Jenny had the grace to look trife
abashed at the words, but as she
made no expression of contrition, her
mother turned quietly away
This was the beginning of a new
day for the Warmers. Jenny's father
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II loved a sailor, too; he was tall
and straight, with twinkly brown
eyes and light hair-just as Dams.
His schooner passed by here each
trip; they ran between Boston and
Jacksonville, Florida, with freight.
Sometimes the ship came in here to
wait for a fair wind, and then David
would come up to see me. One day
he came to see me-we quarreled. I
told him to go. He went, but before
he left he said that some day he
would come back for me.
II watched his ship go out, and
before it was out of sight knew
that I had not meant what I'd said;
/ did want Dave, and more than ever.
But he was gone, with only my
angry words to remember. / wrote
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French and German words for yes
-oui and ja.- Now put your mind on
this" she cautioned, land let's see
what happens,
After what seemed Z proper lapse
of time, Luella gave the planchette
just the tiniest shove in the direc-
ton of her companion, who, having
all but dozed off, almost jumped out
of his chair at the sudden demon
stration.
''Sh," admonished Luella, ''it's
moving be very quiet"
Falteringly the planchette spelled
out "Good evening" (Luella had
heard people say that this was the
way their messages usually COM
menced.)
Gee, whis, Luella, this is kind OF
creepy" There was note of awe in
Johns husky whisper. Lets stop"
Hush" was the laconic response.
May / ask you a question, ouija?"
she queried aloud.
The p'anchette shot to yes"
Should I do what I am planning
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YF pretty little Mrs. John Sawyer
had not been popular small
town actress before her mar
riage to her nice old fashioned hus-
band, probably the trouble would
never have begun But, having be-
gun, it grew like a weed, like a
mushroom, like the story itself Of the
disagreement passed round from
house to house through the whole
small town.
Everybody got hold of it and every
body was duly shocked and grieved /;
and some said John might have
known it would happen, going to the
city and picking up that bobbed hair,
pink-faced fiirt," when he might have
chosen any Of the gooG, sensible VII
lage girls. 1t served him right, it
did, and now that Mrs. John insisted
on going back to the stage and leav-
ing the four months baby with any
one she could get to take care of
him-well, Mrs. John was turning
out just as the town had expected
she would, and if John didn't put his
foot down and tell her she'd have to
stay at home, the way any married
woman and mother should
John did exactly that He put his
foot down hard, as hard as he'd ever
put it down on the horse-rake lever,
or on a wife getting on without ev-
cry new continuance, electric, enam-
ell or what not, John was a good
provider, and loving one.
But, "a woman's place is in her
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small beside their dreams.
Now she had sent him away. A
head wind had held them up and for
three days Dan had not been ashore;
on fair wind they would be sailing.
Miss Annabel listened in wise 81
lence to Nancy Clarke; she had
watched the romance between Dan
and Nancy since their school days.
S"Now he's going away-perhaps
for always" said Nancy, at the end
of her story. There was suspi-
cious break in her voice as she
blinked back the tears.
Nancy, child I'm going to tell
you my story now" Miss Annabels
eyes followed a white schooner pass
ing by. 1T will help you, think.
She stopped sigh. then went on:
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"His names John. Yes. of course, =
Lynne told her. you don't mean
you-like them-babies ?"
For answer Miss Hetty beckoned
Lynne up the -bordered path.
"You come into my sitting-room, .
said Miss Hetty, "and please won't
you bring it-him?"
I'm late" began Lynne.
''It won't take but minute. Could
carry thin, in?"
Lynne laughed jerkily and put the
baby into Miss Hetty's outstretched
arms.
II haven't held one for good
many years" whispered Miss Hetty.
81 used to hold all the babies in the
neighborhood. But there don't seem
to be any round now. Anyway. they
don't come here"
Into the quaint little sitting-room
they went Silently Miss Hetty
pointed to the walls-the plain,
ivory-papered walls covered with
pictures. large and small, round and
oval, square and rectangular, rare
and ordinary. but all pictures Of
babies.
II always used to dream I'd have
one" said Miss Hetty, all the while
worshiping the chunky bundle in
her arms '"The man I was going to
marry died. I write children's sto-
ries, and call the children mine. I
have a great many scrap books filed
with pictures and things about bar
bies. But-see! He's clutching my
finger. Could you, would you mind
taking his bonnet off, so / could see
all his little head?"
That was the beginning. Every
morning young John Sawyer spent in
the adoring presence of Miss Hetty,
while his little mother danced of to
the theater, the memory of the rev.
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By Phil Moore
TU5S2sS 39SSzacESSe

opening his arms for her to fall into,
she gave the planchette a violent
push. Rapidly were spelled out the
words, "You will be happy in Bos-
ton--a tall, dark man-love mar
riage-hesitate no longer" ,r
isn't that wonderful" breathed
Luella: II knew I ought to CO.,
mo-" burst out John vehemently.
1.-THE city's no place for a lone, girl"
"But I'm no girl, John, and I've
got my future to think Of" u
Suddenly the planchette COM
menced to move again, this time un-
aided by Luella. Twill you marry
me, Luella," it wrote, fright away,
tomorrow morning?"
John Weatherbee, you old fraud,
you moved it yourself" cried Luella,
delightedly.
What if I did," John had grown
holder in the face of victory. Evil
you, Luella?"
Luella's eyes were very bright and
her cheeks very pink as she made
the happy answer, Twill I? Oui, ja!"
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CURLY informed her that the man
agement was against her taking in
any children with plenty of parents
to look after them. The Home was
not day nursery.
Down the elm-shaded street went
Lynne, jouncing the baby along in
his brown wicker carriage what
anybody ever wanted baby for,
anyway; if they could be seven years
old, but just baby!" She groaned
to herself.
The thrill of the theater was back
again in her blood. The baby CUR
gled away in his pink blankets.
you little double and twisted
bother!" said Lynne aloud, and
bumped the carriage squarely into
the little white gate at the end of
the path that led up to Miss Hetty
Browns solitary cottage.
Miss Hetty was an "old maid" an
"old maid old maid" quaint and
small and prim, and from her front
window seeing the bumped carriage
came out with quick, nervous little
steps to see what the trouble was.
81 was thinking of something and
wasn't looking where 1 was going, !"
Lynne explained. "I'm sorry. But
don't think I hurt the gate any"
But Miss Hetty wasn't listening
She was looking at the baby, her
faded old eyes shining with tears,
her lips trembling queerly.
could Just touch-his-he
little cheek"
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years, and still she was rot asked to
answer the important question.
Eventually, to. complicate matters,
her brother Walter, for whom she
now kept house, commenced to s go
around with one of the village girls.
I'm so miserable, jamie" Luella
told her collie one evening, as she
sat before the hearth with her knit
sting. Jamie registered proper con-
Germ as she went on: I'm sure
Walter wants to get married, but he
won't do it for my sake. If only
John could get up enough gumption
to say what / know he wants to say,
everything would be fine, with both
of us married, instead of being just
an uninteresting bachelor and his
old maid sister.
Then / shouldn't have to keep
quiet when all the other women dis
cuss their husbands likes and dis
likes at the Kings Daughters meet
ings. Besides, it always raises
body in the eyes of other folks if she
has man back of her, no matter
what kind of ninny he is, and John
Weatherbee is no ninny.
''I've scheme, Jamie, if 1 only
dared-but it's Leap Year, SO why
not try? But / wouldn't tell even
you, Jamie-boy J" She stroked the
collies silky ears lovingly. smiling
mischievously the while.
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home" said John Il married you
because / loved you, and, at first, I'd
have been willing to let you go back
on the stage, to fill in, because you
like it so much and do it so we'll.
But it's different now. There is the
baby. Belinda
Now, Mrs. Johns name was really
Belinda" and it had been her
mothers and her grandmother's be-
fore her. There was nothing serious
ly the matter with the name, but
Mrs. John hated it. On the stage she
had used the middle syllable, and
spelled it LYNNE" 1t looked
very nice, and she liked to have
John use it, He did, too, except when
he was very emphatic
After Mrs. Johns revolt and her
declaration that she would go back
on the stage and nobody should stop
her, it seemed as if John was always
very emphatic. Always, now, he end
ed his talks with, There is the baby,
Belinda" If he had said. There is
the baby, Lynne" it wouldn't have
been nearly SO bad.
But, Belinda" That made Mrs.
Johns determination to do promptly
and precisely as she had planned
grow so fast that, without even tell
ing her husband she was thinking of
doing it, off she tripped without a
qualm one afternoon to town, leav-
ing the baby with the matron at the
Children's Home.
AS a matter of fact, little Mrs.