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The daily worker. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1924-1958, 1926-04-24
A Negro ON Capitalist Justice

worker intelligently sees was a case
where "the army was called out to
give judge the opportunity to do the
lynching." Then he writes his indi-
vidual opinion of an almost simultane-
Gus case occurring in the same town,
in which young white man of the
capitalist class was sentenced to
custody in hospital for the raping
in the most deliberate and cold-blood-
ed manner of an eleven-year old Negro
girl.
But in each case the view expressed
is something more than an Individual
opinion; 1t is a view which reflects
the whole of a wide social phenom-
enon-the rapid capitalization of a
new theology among the millions Of
exploited black people of the United
States. The letter-writer's view is not
yet mature, any more than the broad
phenomenon is yet mature. He still
expects God" to help him-an expec-
tation which the slave master taught
him so that he would not help himself,
And he notices that the state-licensed
rape flend was the son of rich
parents" and even sees that the i'm
munity was the continuation of a long
established class privilege. But he
still thinks automatically that the i'm
munity is for "the American white
man" in general. He does not yet see
that the immunity is for the American
white man Of the ruling class or those
(of whatever class) who do the will
of the ruling class. The mere mention
OF the frame-up in the Mooney case,
that of Sacco and Vanzetti, the l. w.
w. cases and hundreds of others,
ought to bring him to the next stage
of his thinking-to a realization that
the legal.and illegal terror on the one
hand and the privileged position on
the other have relation to class ex-
ploitation. But this Negro worker and
a good part of 100000 more like
him are well on the road toward un-
derstanding that there is no outlet
for the Negro masses from their pres
ent slavery except in the overturn OF
this capitalist class society.
A new theology is crystalizing fast
among the Negro masses. 1t behooves
the white workers to move fast in
getting an understanding of the pro-
found importance of the struggle Of
the Negro against brutal race sup
which is inseparable from
capitalist exploitation.
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The Two Ikoncs,

was sturdy and vigorous. As she grew
the eyes OF the Virgin Mary looked
down on her from the golden frame
The weaver's little daughter was not
rosy-cheeked, but sallow. Her face
was prematurely old, and her thin legs
were crooked. In the dark cellar
dwelling she was like blade of grass
that is sickly and colorless for lack
OF light. Uupon her growth there
looked down the eyes in the blackened
face drawn upon split panel.
Nevertheless, the daughter of the
factory owners lady fell ill. But she
was well cared for. The best doctors
y ere summoned, regardless of expense.
and they cured the little girl. Once
more she was rosy-cheeked and lively,
twittering like bird, full of the Joy
of life. And still, as she grew, the
eyes of the Virgin Mary looked down
on her from the golden frame.
The weaver woman's daughter, who
had never been well and strong,
fell sick in her turn. Her arms and
legs, thin already, shrivelled away to
nothing; her ale face grew dusky, her
mouth was drawn, and her lips were
blue. In anguish, the mother tore her
hair, threw herself on her knees, pas
sionately praying, beating her breast
in agony, and ecstatically invoking the
figure on the blackened panel, in
frenzied alterations of hope and
despair.
Holy Mother, Mother of God, Vir-
gin unspotted, pray for us. Save my
little girl. Bring her back to health.
Watch over her and keep her from
harm. Why should she suffer so?
Most holy Mother. :"
The factory whistle sounded. The
mother had to gulp down her tears.
She must hasten to work for the rich
folk who dwelt on the second story.
The father, too, had to obey the same
signal, and went to this daily task,
anguish in his eyes.
THE little daughter died. She lay
= in the dark basement, looking like
a withered leaf, and in the corner
above her hung the blackened panel.
The priest who buried her had no
time to spare. He wanted to get the
job over as quickly as possible, and
his phrasing Of the burial service was
little more than an unmeaning gable.
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recognized the injustice and hard
terms of the new condition. One of
the conscious, seeing, workers at once
protested and refused to work under
the new condition. He also induced
the other workers to cease their la
bors until the matter could be rear
ranged. He also succeeded in con-
vincing workers in other departments
of the industry that the new condi-
ton was unfair, and they pledged their
allegiance to his cause and their
cause in bringing about just settle
ment in their wage dispute.
The class conscious workers then
summoned speaker and organizer to
help them form an effective body that
would advise and lead their struggle
against this obviously unfair condi-
ton. ID
The workers, gathered for the pur-
pose of designing ways to fight for
their rights, succeeded in forming a
strike committee. This organizing
was done at night, and they promised
the next day that they would get their
extra men back or they would shut
the whole works down.
The next day, the whole damn de-
generate gang went back to work UNI
der the degrading conditions, and they
upheld conditions so vicious that the
class conscious champion Of their
rights had to leave town and seek en-
ployment elsewhere. ear
The bosses greed for profits ex-
ceeds the desire to correctly manage
humanity, for the upbuilding of hui
manity! The greed for profits i'm
pels only desire to rule over a de-
PRAYED, ignorant, spiritless autocratic
mob capable of creating only material
profit.
The cowardly greed for profits de-
sires only to keep the mob in this sub
merged condition where they cannot
develop spirit, where they cannot de-
velop an intelligence to fight against
any degrading condition imposed on
them.
A Worker Correspondent
The daily worker. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1924-1958, 1926-04-24
BY A. Serafimovich.
Translated from the Russian by
Eden and Cedar Paul.

Eden and Cedar Paul.
IN the outskirts of a great town, high
above the river, was a fine, white
mansion, many-storied and containing
number of dwellings. Below, on the
river bank, was a factory, blackened
with smoke.
In the second story of the white
house, in huge rooms flooded with sun
shine, lived the factory owner with his
family. The basement of the white
house contained cellar-tenements, dark
and damp, and in one of these lived a
working man and his wife, both
weavers in the factory.
THE factory owners lady gave birth
4 to a daughter, and on the same day
the weaver's wife bore girl.
In the splendid bedroom on the
second story an ikon hung on the wall,
a figure of the Virgin Mary, framed
In gold. The lady was religiously in
clined, but she knew that the Mother
OF God on the panel was nothing more
than painted image, and she knew
likewise that the Virgin Mary was not
lavish of gifts except to wealthy per
sons of rank and station. Beneath the
cobwebs in a corner of the cellar
dwelling hung another ikon, a smoke
grimed image of the Virgin Mary. To
this image the weaver woman prayed
with unquestioning faith, believing
that the Mother of God in person was
looking down on her from the wall.
THE child of the rich woman had
4 nurse and an under-nurse. She
was sucked, not by her mother, but by
a young woman whom poverty had
forced to accept the post of wet-nurse,
while her own child. unskilfully
brought up by hand in her village
home, pined and died.
The child of the weaver woman
spent the weary days screaming and
hungry, lying wet and INTENDED. The
mother, like the father, had to work
long hours at the noisy loom in the
factory, and the distressing thought
of her little one at home never gave
her moments peace.
The ladys daughter blossomed like
a flower. Her cheeks were rosy. She
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ME print below the text of the re-
~ cent apostolic letter" sent by the
pope to the archbishop of Mexico City
and to the Roman catholic bishops
generally in the territory of the Mex
lean republic. 1t is remarkable doc
ument revealing the methods Of the
archaic feudal church in alliance with
modern capitaIist-imperialists. At the
present time the struggle is for the
conquest of Mexico by the United
States government for the benefit of
the American exploiters of Mexican
labor and resources. In this situation
his holiness may be said to have found
job with American oil companies
The peasant economy in large part
OF Mexico hSs left the Roman catholic
church still a considerable influence
upon the least advanced of Mexico's
population. This makes it possible for
the holy church to trade off its power
of stirring up superstitious hysteria;
so the archaic church still has a func-
ton.
The text Of the apostolic letter"
is as follows:
The Pope's Letter
ITO His Venerable Brothers
Joseph, archbishop of Mexico City,
"And the other archbishops and
bishops of Mexico:
"Pius sends greetings and apostolic
blessing.
venerable Brothers
1.-THE fatherly solicitude with which
we, who, by reason of the high office
bestowed upon US thru the will of God,
follow all the faithful Of the whole
world, demands in very special man.
ner that we love with singular love
those whom we see stricken with
graver ills, and who, therefore, need
all the more the jealous care of their
common father.
Hardly had we ben raised to the
chair of st. Peter before we very glad
ly directed toward you venerable
brothers, our most considerate and
loving attention, as we realized that
you were beset by such Affections as
certainly bring shame to a people al
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By EIe1oOre Mehe1.i1l

pinched and stricken, shaken to
the soul. \
He wanted to take her in his
arms, rush far away with her
poor, hurt darling-wronged al
ways. But he would hide her
away. They wouldn't find her.
No one should come and lay a
murder at her door.
Tears rushed to his eyes. Muir
der-they would even bring this
to her! Looking at her sweet,
loved face, he trembled, recalling
that he had wondered-he had
even asked: Might her hand
have caught thep istol; not realiz-
ing it, might she have fired the
shot?"
He lowered his face against her
hand-kissed the soft palm. She
had gone to Ramon in pity. He
was certain of this. And II she
had fired the gun she had not
known-she had not meant to DO
1t. She would never know tt-no
one would.
>, A Night Drive.
They drove quickly. Now and
then a solitaray tree stood out
against the sky; now and then
trail Of stars cleaned.
where are we going, Doug
las?"
Just a little into the hills"
"Why are you taking me to-
night?"
"Does it hurt you? Do you
mind the motion of the carr"
"No-answer me, why tonight?"
Hal said you were able to
stand it. And it's better to get
away. I've wanted to take you
from the office, Douglas?"
mo one saw you carrying me
fro mthe office, Douglas?"
'Not a living SOUL"
you're telling me the TRUTH"
"That's the truth, Sandy-the
very truth"
She turned her head. drew him
a little so that he stopped near
err to her: 1--WE made you un-
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A Story of Swift Adventure, Tingling Romance,
And the Youthful, Pulsating Thrill Of True Love

: enough that I'd do this or any,
thing"
You mean have to do anything.
Jude, ANYTHING! Will you? /
mean, Jude, will you stick by. her?
BY Sandy, no matter what turns
up?"
'"Then it was your name on the
blotter, Doug? And you may be
brought into this affair.
II don't know whose name it
was. But 1 want to be ready.
I'd feel so much easier, Jude, If
I could know you'd stick by her.
Will you? In case I shouldn't be
able to get down here much?. In
case something connects me with
it.
Blazing Heart
She kept looking at the stove.
Her heart blaZed.
And she now said softly: "It
would be better to have Sandy
meet it. Much better"
You don't know, Jude. And she
can't meet it and she's not going
to-" He took Judith's hand. He
forced her to look at him.
Judy, promise me you will?
Won't you? Please, Judy, darling.
You see-well-she's never had a
square deal-Judy-I love her"
Judith averted her head quickly:
"Oh, I'll take care of her, Doug
to the bitter, bitter end. She'll be
all right-we1l all be all right!'
He gave a happy, boyish laugh:
"Gee-I feel better-you won't for
get it, Jude-no matter what it
means?"
mo matter whatv'
Judith thought: "You don't know
what you ask! Oh, dear, dear
God!' Nor did Judith know what
she promised.
At 5 o'clock Saturday morning
Hal Hume and Douglas drove back
to San Francisco.
At 8 Douglas was sitting at the
breakfast table with his mother.
The bell rang. Without knowing
why he got up with an abrupt:
I'll answer it, EN-"
Through the glass panel he
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; and the hills marching in bleak,
uncompromising majesty.
Judith sat a little forward,
staring at the swing and curve Of
shadows-vast, endless shadows.
Every now and then she stifled
the wish to scream out wildly:
where do these curves end?
Where does this blind, God-for-
saken road lead? Oh, God, where
are we going?"
When they came to the place
and Hal Hume helped her out
she hung back little. She
said, shivering: "Oh, is this it?
Is this your shack?''
Hume answered soIemnIy: Eyes
an awful lot to ask of
you, Jude. Doug doesn't seem
to realize it"'
Judith threw her head back
proudly. She smiled: "Oh, yes, he
does but he knows I'm
glad to do it."
She went in and made up the
bed and heated 1t. She fluffed
out the pillows and smoothed
them. She said to herself, idly: II
wonder whose name was on that
blotter. It's not his name! Why
should it be his name?"
She watched him carry Sandy
in, saw him lean down, the young
hazel eyes filled with tears, saw
him kiss Sandy and say some
jubilant thing. Sandy's white
hands touched his face, held him.
Judith went into the kitchen
and made a fire. She thought.
isn't 1t cold? It's freezing" She
held her palms to the blaze. She
kept biting her lips.
She didn't hear Douglas enter.
He came over and put his arm
around her waist: "Will you be
afraid here, Jude?"
"No-I'm never afraid"
He had his head lowered and
now said nervously: II guess I've
got my nerve, Jude, getting you
in for this"
II don't look at it that way,
Doug. I guess you know we'll
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from their flushed happy glances
that they were infatuated with
each other-aIready, in their first
few hours, infatuated.
She heard him fnurmuring now
saying anxious, tender things
to Sandy.
They had put pillows and a
blanket in the back seat, making
Sandy lie here. Douglas sat on a
box. He held her hand-soft
hand, appealing like a child's. In
the dimness he could just make
out her face and the red, shining
hair.
Sandy's face was quiet-pale rs
a statue. In the still figure be-
side him was no trade of the ra-
diant Sandy he had first seen
standing at the door, fitting her
mouth upward gaily for a boy
to kiss.
She wanted to put her hand
over her face. So often lately he
had come into the room and
found her so. And often he had
found wet lashes against his
lips. He remembered a thing
Sandy said on New Year eve:
You really care for me, Doug
las? If you could choose any girl
in the world, would it still be I?
I wish you'd say 1t ten thousand
times. I've come so near to hap
piness-I always miss it!''
And another time she told him.
trembling: Even the baby died. I
wanted it SOL needed it So"
He stopped now and touched
her cheek. How delicate these
white, lovely features. Her eyes
opened, smiled family. He felt
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happy. I've not been lucky for
you. Douglas. Are your eyes
wet, too?"
'Yes-they're wet-I guess they
are. You haven't made me un-
happy. Only because OF
what's happened to you"
A Great Love
Maybe it's better that it did
happen. II would have
made you unhappy II you'd come
with me. Oh, Douglas,
I wonder If was going to let
you come? 1 wish I knew If I
would have taken you-if would
have let you come. ."
IT would have gone, Sandy.
:" would never let you
I'd like to feel your weight.
I'd like to be running
away with you. I'd like
to shield you from the whole
world that's the way
think Of you, Sandy-that's the
way l love you.
She sighed, her thought trailing
into dreams-a smiling dream.
He was SO young, so jubilant and
sparkling loved her in this sweet
glorious way.
And she pictured him lifting
her, carrying her up a sheer
precipice; laboring upward and
upward till they reached the top
most cliff, where they were alone;
where he set her down in tired
joy, and whispered: "Now, I
have you safe. Are you happy?"
And she answered, weeping: Eyes
--oh, happy"
She perceived vaguely that her
happiness cost him greatly-sO
she wept about 1t.
Deep in the San Mateo hills
was the hunting shack. They
went down over the old Ocean
Shore road-lonely and pictur-
esque now in the darkness, with
the waves leaping to the rocks
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or woman within raised their
voices ever so slightly.
He quickly ordered the literally
tipped waiter to bring q second
double shot" or two more glasses
Of the zine ola Scotch, /" to sue
coed the first two. These first
two glasses, which neither by taste
nor smell lived up to the repvta-
ton for age or quality that the
waiter had given them, he had
quickly consigned to the cusptdor.
The second offering Joined the
first. A third came hard upon
its heels. With the third double
shot" DR.: Cressy got confidential
with the waiter.
'sY,know, brother" he said IN
q thickening voice, invite went
on & vacation to country today
frs In five years an been on
vacation ever since. Say, you
oughter ko0W. all things done
do " heart good. Bring Us nuz-
ger Iittl' sniff thas' good ladF
After which, being convinced
that the waiter had no doubt as
to his lack OF sobriety, he wan
dered out into the hall and began
to pull apart the curtains or the
booths and look III q second.
Peek asboo!, he would say with
silly smile, and the occupants
OF the invaded BOOTH suddenly
aware that this was q drunken
man, WOULD change their angry
glances to q tolerant smile. Some
OF them even offered him drinks,
but he wandered on with wave
of his hand. His waiter tried to
stop him, but so unreseryedlY did
he tip him that that functionary
no longer had the heart to halt
him in his innocent pursuit or
pleasure.
Curtained Booths
So one by one he jerked apart
for q moment the curtains of
each booth and looked In. In
some Bacchus alone reigned; in
others Venus also was present.
When all but the last booth was
opened he had still found no
trace Of Kathleen. Was his quest
here utterly futile? he was ask
ing himself discouragedly.
He pulled the last curtain then
jumped back. But he had been
recognized.
Don't run away. doctor. Just
because I treated you q little
rough once don't mean I'll do it
again. Besides, Amon.Ka Is out
Of the way tonight. She is visit
ing Mr.. Lecay, who is an ardent
adrnirer OF hers and insists on
her visiting him for couple of
hours"
DIR. Cressy stepped inside, at
the same time abandoning his
mantle Of drunkenness. The little
milliner of Polk Street, Anita
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By EIenOre Meherin,
Author of "Chickie," 'sAnn,
"Ann and Phir' and
Nora Lee"

She answered: $50 that it and
I would be far away from you,
Douglas . %"
mot from me, Sandy. You
will never be far away from me.
But I'll take you away from
1t Sandy, I'm going to
take you away tonight. Take
you where you can rest.
where you will be quiet
Just you and Jude and
Hal and I to visit you"
She looked at him shrewdly.
"Why, Douglas?'' and without
giving him a chance to answer:
"Have they found out about me?
And that I went to Ramon"
"Nothing-not Word-they
never will - ."
"TeIl me the truth, Douglas.
He stopped and kissed her lips
"They haven't found out
about you, Sandy-and they~never
will
That night they moved her.
They hid Sandy away, meaning
to keep her from it.
CHAPTER 1O1
JUDITH rode in the front seat
- with Hal Hume. She thought
of that first Tuesday night when
she sat here-the night they went
TO Tait's. She heard Douglas
twitting Sandy. And Judith knew