The daily worker. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1924-1958, 1924-02-26
BY Jury LIBEDINsKY

Published BY THE DAILY WORK.
Ek thru special arrangement with
3. w. Huebsch, Inc, Of New YorE
City: Copyrighted, 1923, by B. w
Husbseh & Co.
(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-revolutionists.
It also decides to conscript the
local bourgeoisie for wood cutting
in a 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 a sweetheart;
Robeiko, the consumptive, whose
devotion is killing him; Gcrnuikh,
the brilliant youth of 10 on the
Cheka; Matusenko, the luxury
loving place hunter, and Martui-
nov, whose middle-class anteced-
ants allow him to fit with some
difficulty into the movement to
which his idealism led him. In
the last issue the party has organ
lied Saturdaying expedition into
the Public Gardens for firewood.
(NOW GO ON WITH THE
STORY.)
CHAPTER v.
GIAVE smoked" Stalma-
4 4 knows loud voice rang out.
eve have earned a rest. It's past
midday
One team of three after another
stopped working, and the garden
was full of laughter and jokes.
Martuinov looked about him i.
the unbroken, translucent curtain
Of the Spring garden was no more.
The trees that had survived stood
orphaned and solitary. The sky
had only been visible thru chinks
among their interlacing branches
and now great windows had been
opened to it, thru which the sun
shone joyfully.
Martuinov looked at the sun,
blinked and heard how the cocks
were Growing somewhere in the
black mass of yards and houses,
and how the waves Of their calling
family splashed and echoed some
where at the other end of the town.
And, looking round the garden,
printing on his mind the rows Of
whitening, fresh-cut stumps and the
groups Of comrades, Martuinov
felt again as in the morning that
he was taking part in tremen-
dous task and struggle, and found
that he too was part of the
rhythym of a great symphony.
Stalmakhov, with a seven-foot
staff in his hand "a sazhin, the
Russian measure, is seven feet),
which he had made himself from
a slim young birch tree, walked
from stack to stack and made
notes of the work done on a bit of
paper.
"Stalmakhov, come over here, I
think we have cut cubic sazhin,
but Martuinov says not"
Simkova dragged Stalmakhov by
the coat sleeve towards group of
women workers who were piling up
narrowish, long stack.
Simkova was red from working,
and from under her kerchief, which
had slipped on one side, curly locks
of hair fell on her face. 1t was
hard to recognize in her reserved
and strict Simkova, the member Of
the Party Committee, the director
of Culteduc (abbreviation for Gull
ture and Education).
There's not cubic sazhin," said
Stalmakhov. measuring. 1.-TWO and
a half sazhins well done all
the same. Nine cubes set up al
ready, taking all together said
he sitting down on a stump and
taking out a little box of Mahorka
tobacco and some thin cigarette