The daily worker. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1924-1958, 1928-08-16
By HARRY BENDER

Scene l: Wall Street, 1890 p. M,
July 8, 1928. A crowd of workers
mostly white-collar slaves-fills
the street. A man rises on top of
an automobile. Comrades and fell
| low-workers," he begins. But be-
fore he can say much more, he is
pulled down by squad of police,
kicked, manhandled and hustled off
TO jail Some of the clerks in the
crowd jeer and hiss the speaker.
And in the background, all over the
broad United States, 100000
people prepare to celebrate the birth
of liberty in these same broad
states. The man who had tried to
make a speech in Wall Street also
celebrates the birth of liberty-in
Jail.
Scene 2: The casino of Camp
| Nitgedaiget. Beacon, N. Y. 10.45
a. M, Sunday, Aug. IL, 1928. The
casino is filled with workers of var
ious trades. A man enters thru the
doorway. Everyone rises spontan-
eously. Out of several hundred
threats bursts in vigorous rhythm
the song of freedom, the rallying
cry of the workers of the world
the International. The man mounts
the stage to loud cheers "Com-
rades and fellow-workers," he be-
gins. 1t is the same man who only
little over a mouth before had
tried to make a speech in Wall
Street. But the speech he is MAX
ing now is different, and his audi
ence, tho part of the same class, is
different too.
The speech which Robert Minor,
editor of the Daily Worker and
Workers (Communist) Party candi-
date for United States senator,
made at Camp Nitgedaiget last
Sunday was fully as serious and
important as the speech which he
had unsuccessfully tried to make in
Wall Street. Above the entrance of
the Nitgedaiget dining-hall hung a
huge sign: WELCOME ROBERT
MINOR. Here in the casino the
workers shouted welcome. But
Minor had not come here for trib-
utes and cheers and graceful
phrases. He had come with a mes
sage for the workers at this work
ers' camp, message that was a
call to duty to ones class.
Minor told an old and ever-new
story, the story of the financial
struggles of the Daily Worker. 1t
was story which most of those
present had probably heard before.
Why bring this melancholy tale to
people who are trying to forget
their cares for a couple of weeks?
This is Camp Nitgedaiget and Nit
gedaiget means Don't You Worry.
But the existence of the Daily
Worker is not the concern of {
single individual, but of an entire
class. And this concern cannot be
postponed for more convenient
times. Bills are unpaid, the members
of the staff have received no wages
or only small part of their wages
for weeks in succession--the Daily
Worker is fighting for it's life.
Workers, these are your bills that
are unpaid, your comrades that are
suffering because they have no
money to buy the bare necessities,
and it is your Daily Worker that
is fighting for it's life!
What will be your answer?
And the workers gave their an
swer in unmsitakable terms. Two
hundred and seventeen dollars was
Immediately raised in response to
the appeals of Minor and A. Ra-
witch, business manager of the
Daily Worker. Two hundred and
seventeen dollars was the answer
of Nitgedaiget on Sunday morning.
But this was not all Of the answer
of Nitgedaiget. In fact, only the
beginning. Minors appeal for
funds inaugurated Daily Worker
Week at the camp during which
every worker, both vacationists and
camp employees, are expected to do
their xrt towards keeping their