The daily worker. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1924-1958, 1929-05-08
CEMENT ey FE9RoV
g Translated by A. S. Arthur and C. Asheigh
All Rights Reserved-Internaional Publishers, N. Y
S. Arthur and C. AshIeigh

Communist \
Independent eean instead of the cngngUie he had
left friends Sauchnk and his Ot Moa he finds fighting
and night IN bitter hopelesSneSs.
haprecked uih every movable
charge of his old friend engineer Bynza
perfect shape and the tpO get the factory Og
again. Around the or the lor and quarrel IN the factory
raising hell with the committee
of abandon that has overtaken everything.
cLEB got up to the table last began laugh ow
you long got last
factory here it's regular aughterhuse What
hell you've made out of the works. ends You all
o be shot, dear Comrades" .s~s t(,as
sprang up, knocking his chair *~3W
"Geb Comrade! Don't you who you hump
back? Geb Chumao GIeb dead living
him, Loshak."
gaze tb T S he g 81 th s h f worn ne at
in the Factory Committees office.
So you have reported here you were mechanic
and then soldier That's all in favor Now n soldier
what's repair
shop they're there. hell
SLowLY abnomay long heavy
table Gleb Somehow seemed eb that this
hand belonged to Lohak.
Workmen from the shops and gazed in
order to seize him by the hands
Then suddenly it except deep signing
the The confusion and hubbub had disappeared with Ma
"wel Comrade chumalov got job you nOw right
You see how is We've chased the masters And
other takes and another steals belts We call ourselves the
masters now-t looks like it,"
From whom these plants? hard tell: it indeed
chorus of protest. and seemed to each that ne alone complained
ii
CLEB gazed the and cheerfy nodded his hemd
4Ia! smiths, electricians mechanics we're all
That little Grenada, through the crowd cay
ing chair, which he noisly set down.
Lets have Comades Give place Chumal
in factory make the him
If Comrade Chumalov hadn't Army you
know serving a good
who wouldn't have taken the of joining the CPRa
See comrades
Again soices from among the workers.
ht $50 you're living ing O0her' That's good Enjoy yourself
Tobaccoweql look actorys hopeess-dead
finished"
RUT Grenada waving his shouting
l. piercing, wheezy voice.
Comrades class fights productions;
but it's shame that have demagogy.
victorious on all fronts and iqudd everything can't do
thing when it comes to productive work."
Gb silent He looked at the pale wasted faces of the work
at the dying Grenada that small whose sgnifd
business IOshak who bent down though under the weight
of his angular stony head Sitting there silent and he felt
in him, a m
His wife, passed by strange Distant
woundng him to the heart the house the empty factory
with its dusty cbwebs all strange to him. The which
yes friends, life here pleasant you-
fighting there getting killed shedding blood bud
what doing here brothers? fighting
The factory looks beauty doesn't
now? Have all lost your you don
here?"
CROMADA wished to something but could
words The wokmen also wished to each louder
other but their lbon perishing
them
laugh:
"And if had all stuck in the factory have
died like flies Is the devil himself in this factory?"
Geb ground his teeth and struck his knee with
well and what if had died! You might have butt
the factory would still be running!"
Ha, we've heard that song 90 and te
them
all about be damned them!" l
From the depths of his hump rumbled Loshaks
you've back the factory-that bd
starting work Well rights That
good!" i
With burning with enthusiasm
ing to big words beyond his power
Geb took off his helmet placed IL
Loshal. Il
II returned home and wife passed by stoppns
Nowadays doesn't ones
There are wodice house. and bread foodz
card Loshak like pal"