The daily worker. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1924-1958, 1927-09-17

with sneakiness and silence The bolsheviks would
get them into a corner and they would just stand
there neither yes nor no, or with contemptuous
smile say, 30, they are all demagogues, idiots,
boneheads" and But such irresponsible dec
larations didn't affect the bolsheviks. However, |
didn't get much time to learn political sciences
the governor of the prison found out that l was
qualified painter and in addition, could make pic
lures he sent me out to work-to decorate his
house with painted designs did it well; he praised
me but didn't pay anything. He showed off to
visitors, boasting what sort of convicts he had,
regular painters and artists. Now at that time
I got money order for five roubles, didn't know
from whom and was dreadfully astonished. My
wife, thought, or the party had sent it. "Well,
I thought "let's have a celebration I'll treat the
whole CELL" and so l wrote a note of hand and
large order and sent them to the governor.
But it turned out differently
In the evening, that day, they brought the
order - biscuits, tobacco, tea, sugar. and
sausage. Here it entered my mind to look at the
back of my money order. ] looked and almost fell
over! The money order wasn't for me at all. Every
thing right my full given and family,
but the feminine signature and handwriting not
right. My wife's is Katerina and the one
signed was Avdotia and there were all kinds of
tender words there and talk of affairs not cor
responding to mine at all. Well, gathered up
the whole order, packed it and sent it back to the
prison office
Received this by mistake, beg you to find the
rightful owner and give him the whole order. We
enclose the stub OF the money order
We sent the order away, talked little, saying
that was in too much of hurry to make the order
perhaps the owner didn't want those things at all
and then forgot all about it. Life is full of mis-
takes.
AS soon as we finished forgetting about it, the
governors assistant Storky he nicknamed,
burst into the cell. He was long and spare, with
yellowish color and long thin beard cruel the
devil and considered all the convicts his slaves worse
than cattle Well, he burst into the cell and rushed
straight at me.
whats this, you of gun, cheating, you
What right have you to take other peoples money!"
81 didn't take anything, sir, it mistake"
"Silence! I will flog such scoundrels =
My head swan. around and my face burned. I
said to him, hoarsely,
81 unarmed and can't kill you, dog so take
this" and spat right into his face
Storky dved into his pocket and pulled out a
gun, waved it in my face, but didn't shoot he
a great coward-poked about with it, suffered
and spluttered and flew out, with my spitte in his
thin beard.
In an hour, the lock ratified again, the jailer
came in and said to me,
"Come on you're wanted in the office"
Well, to the office I went the warden behind
and after him the convoy. The political cell
huns with indignation:
Don't finch, Michael Vantch, we'll stick up
for you declare a hunger strike, start FUSS call
the attorney--don't finch"
And don't finch I am desperate and burning
with Indignation.
The governor is sitting in his office, bent over
papers. He did not even stir when entered