The daily worker. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1924-1958, 1929-07-06
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Translated by A. S. Arthur and C. Ashleigh
AU Rights Reconsideration Publishers, ~ Y.

Glb Chumaov Red Army Commissar, returns to his ~n
the Black Sea otter the ca yo ond the great cement 'or
disOrgand He discovers change has ao Dasha aho
he has for three She longer the conventional
we, dependent him. but oth life Of
her o'm leader among the 0ome" Of the town together ts
Poa Mekhou secretary of the Women Section of the Comma
MIST Party
Gc6 IN command of one of the defense attachments With him
Serge BosheUk intellectual, pOho Party
THAT valley the town. at the
head his detachment guarding the high outskirts
His men spaced out along curved line rising from the high
going through the suburb disturbing the tmd dogs by
it possible to follow the routes of the patrol Gleb
standing the fringe of the wood watching the fiery
in the mountains
like red bird in the obscurity and flew upwards
flew like rocket cleft darkness
light one could glimpse Ouched hand then mans shoulder
and then flew through the darkness like falling STAR Higher
another embed and rounand then and The
vulsions.
Behind the lay look into it.
Only the close high shadowy coaks
Their winged branches spread out between them lay
before the townsmen paased with
through the night feared its own whisper
ing and hid underground the wood also there silence
drifting depths moisture and soil New
born leaves uered like butterflies
music was diffused a fairy-ike mysterious buzzing
EVERYTHING Serge changeable imless The
@ rea secr0t ones o md at . hidden secrets
cy the mountains and the starry sky seemed
comprehensive stone houses the bouvards squares
daytime his rifle did not feel heavy;
earth
fiery bird began in the bushe sparks flew
from fanke grew thick again.
qeng uniting itself where the fire had BEEN In the mountains
flashed D'a S' STARS anu 'ne iiamne 0r0s sun
Gleb laid his hando on serges shoulder
"He must be caught damn him! asking shot!s
Yes he's quite It's he who is burning English powder
You see? Without doubt he that here
afraid of being shot But we're too late COmrade Chumao
done his work See? It's out He's not taking risks
Geb calmly lit his and wandering lights in the
IF he didn't think that Won and usre FOOLS rd s :.
wouldn't dancing under He'll good
while yet. You'll see."
SERGE looked along the high was
There could no longer see the
rugged rearing Itself like
black mass 1t seemed to Serge that in its branches match
sputterng but could not light
Foes everywhere, Gb It's surprising they're
Beyond railway station but there too was
quiet; the night alone sighed like sleeping beast.
Not far away the high road cart ceakng rumng
All this The important thing in
the storm all the work which had begun with such enthusiasm had
again lying the days
Diesel still workshops empty Again idleness
and shadows The evacuation the refugees hunger privaton
marching SCOT and dirt and smoke the the
Had he sufficient organize in order to
fight on the industrial front when everything from
the railway track when no ships ever law tb @ p9 up on
Chairman of the Soviet Executive Badn been & when b 'ad
locked him fool who didn't realize undertaking?
An bully boaster firmly to hold the little thew
already had while the threatening very of
the workers How then
revival of the factory? now when peone
condemned famine rations they could
not stand the strain of working day? pro-
ducton when the economic life of republic paralysed
for and the country dying hunger apsng
into barbarsm
AGAIN torch famed but further higher Bushes
and rocks gowed red and seemed be living moving Fiery bats
Behind exnlod;no
like dazzling flashes of sheet-ghtning the
II told Serge! Look there!
ting agan" Dp
That's all right I've never Examinations this
before 1t looks as though surrounded"
"As though in sack wav to oct
out is to jump into the sky" -
"n these hours of the night Chumaov I'm thinking
about the future Our children imagine great heroes and will
create legends about And
our hunger the forced den production you
are keeping nghta will be raised higher power they
say mathematics 1t will all be reflected their
epoch OF heroic exploits and titanic
little grains OF dust them as
giants The past is always genad exaggerated They won't
remember our mistakes cruelt failures simple
human suerngs and our daabe problems They will
were the people who de- fined the And
ey w visit our graves s if nextingushable beacons
when think about this little bit same
time feel happy for the responsibility which carrying for the
whole of humanity The future Expresses Chumaov our i'm
morality heayya burden -