The daily worker. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1924-1958, 1929-06-06
CEMENT e By FnoPoK
80, Translated by A. S. Arthur and C. Asheigh n
All Rights Reserved-Inernationa Publishers, ~ Y.
ed-Internatiomal Publishers. N. Y.

GIeb Chumaov Red Army Commander returns to his
the
life of the dorganzed He the workers to the great
of and after the Executive COMMITTEES
of Council 4
Serge Joined Revolution
In the garden he meets his father ." old scholar 4
THE garden the though drunken by the
xhalatns of the soil and the bursting buds and by the
almond blooms There the window of that attic where he
had spent his childhood and school years.
At the the PATH years leaves
snowy the almondewhh from aar appeared
ranbowtnted TALL onearmed with haven skull He
his bare chest and Cosack
His deep into his face long
protruded like beak over his short upper lip
Faer feel that meeting Dmitr will not bring us any good
Once parted friends and may meet as foes
looked them from aar with sharp bird
with his right handthe oneand shouted in strong singing
voice in the manner of cavalry soldier
wih all my heart and SOUL welcome the knight the
Star under the peaceful roof Ha h little Serge! Hul
dear riend!"
joyful laugh the Towering almonds but there
something about his words He did
meet Serge but stood there his yellow ggings firmly
CERGE response
clouded eyes went up the steps of the porch
AS the days. his mothers little darkened by
blinds clothes
trunks AS always there was the same warm suffy smell OF long
intimate And time thought of his
mother could this odor strongly that he had the huca
ton of its actual presence.
This smell nseparabe part of the tranquility which un
bere within these odfashond walls which saturated with the
the owing the recent betng of other people in the dwelling
downy pillows parchment pats
pressed down the hollow cheeks gazing Serge He
preached the bed tptoe In the twilight death he long
into the strange face of his mother strange had her
before He took her hand and felt strong vibration from her
body to his.
hand trembling love- paits
alien to him. and yet and dear unto tears Serge inhaled the
immortal odor of his old hom and did know what do amidst
these pdup effects he did know what to do with this fading
hand.
dumby fixedly him
depths of her dying
cERGE himself was silent and with an inward shudder awaited his
mothers whisper He not expecting voice shrek but
whisper But there only behind the eyeashs which
stuck together.
his He full of life with such bones that his skin
appeared tgh there something of the bird of in the
of his brow and the line of his gristly beak
vibrating snapped dropped
the bed.
The father smiling, his clear gaze unshadowed
strange you my strange you
two are both strangersto each other and to me"
Ironic distant Dimtri's eyes flashed jeerngly
s Serge father jests formerly like old Diognes in
free from sin and love him much"
Serge felt the weight of his brothers and asked him
brusa aTE
81 shant tell you. Otherwise should only lie
home. Now I'm citizen without definite occupation"
Dmi suddenly raised the hand of his mother and kissed it. the
kiss shaking the sick like blow She looked at him with dumb
terror and could not turn her eyes from his face.
Dmitrs gnted still and he squeezed serges shoulder
our youth; Let us embrace -
towards his father
NIMITRI burst laughing made military haun the right
and walked the back of his head gstenng
Two deep wrinkles bay lined the broad of the With
trembling hand pulled his beard which
his mouth but always it escaped him.
Pale with dim and anguhed SMILE he leaned with his back
against the wall.
"Whats the matter with you father?"
Be ocay hard and don't temptations
there times when slave his feelings
study behind your shield Serge your
shield. ="
The mother in mad effort of raised herself elbow
and again subsidized the pillows humility
and terror.
SERGE shaken slowly left the descended the
Fastening walked down the the gate.
On the the fence, collded
his hand the of his wide
sharply screwing his
"My best Wishes Serge! We shall again.
In other surroundings Serge? And then
leisure. Best wshes!" =
He bowed affectonatey and barred his teeth eyes
laugh their sharp glance stabbing SERGE
(To be Continued)
Determination
BY LEONARD SPIER uM.