The daily worker. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1924-1958, 1929-05-04
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They piled up joined closely to the other, eerg
ing suddenly from the mountain side at different heights And
the gorges along which the ruined lines
strewn with boudrs and the abandoned trucks encoahed
upon by dustrey weeds under the cliffs the Cliffs
little lonely houses here and there from out of the blue
cement Like gaiy coored terraces the QUARTS fell in tiers
down the slope and ended young wood below in valley
Far away behind the factory where the headands melted in
the hazy distance the and the horizon cut clearly
the CLASSY blue above the roofs of the works. and between the
aspiring okestacks There could see stretching out
from the town to the other side of the bay and from the
factory to the bay two ettes the exeties of which
lighthouses And could the eternal hafcrcles
of foam rolling snowy towards the factory and the
JUST years days factory
chnery whirrng upon side
the factory its great buildings moacks and with vol
Gp osd along the path looking down upon the @ E and
and felt that he himself also growing heavy laundering and
Was this the factory he had known in childhood
and fury of whose life he had been ared Where he had road
the lanes and highways the ground vibrating beneath his feet? And
really Gleb Chuaov wearing the blue blouse
who walks lonely along the wdgrown path strange apparion
In the old days he used to be curled
ose-shaven his clearer happed by
winds of the plain Is this really he Chumao longer smelling OF
the lobster soldier with green
red bz and with the Order of the Red Flag his breast?
COMETHNG happened upheaval though the
mountain uprooted from its base had somerud into the in
walked the and the quarries the
sterile then stopped thoughtful and murmured in
Damn these people they things
them Shooting isn't good enough for the sCunre What won
He knew only thing that here was gigantic tomb place
with this great deOaton hurting his heart And this tomb Mortified
He factory, empty
ped courtyard with weeds Once high Of dam am
mated by steep cliff in yellow and brown strata 1t was er1m6ng
and the rue buryng the last traces Of human labor Rails
a semi-crce its margin.
Behind the $50 feet in height the blue obslsk Of
mountain, the enormous edfice of the power-satOn
dead planet the factory slept these idle days The north
winds had pnted the icy windows the mountain torrents
had laid bare the iron ribs of the concrete foundations little heaps
Klepka the Waterman came BY He wore Long blouse made
upon covered with
though he had feet of cement He older and
emily at Gleb and then went ghost from out Of the past
carcase?'
Astonishment and fear showed in the hairy face
idiot! Who has the keys of the factory?
They've all been taken You can go wherever you want There's
goats in the factory and rats nothing but gnawing ami
why you're nothing but old rat YOURSELF Hiding in erevee
ike Ren looked anu at h and M head with
tufts of cement-tpped hair
You with pointed hemetth horn the devil! There's
to blame here there n more men,
And he with trailing his old shoes scrapng each
buildings and there the walls
rudy percedoophoes for machneguns The factory
by the White Guards stronghold 1t had been
stables and barracks prisoners Of And the
of the intervention these barracks had nightmare tombs
Now let have look at the interior of the factory
their hinges Cob
heavy with ueed like ashen From the
dark belly the factory there reathed the stencil of mdew
and air laden with the dust of old workings
twilight with the desoate oblivion
bridges galleries. levers transmission belts
and piled in filthy rubbish heaps Over all the heady
acd dor Of cement The massive bulk of the furnace chimney from
which the had wrened The air rushed the shaft
Gb its mouth In caston door safely
the roaring and the chimney hundousy sucked the
glowing refuse from the potbeied furnaces.
Geb down metallay ehoing staircase and walked with
clanng ducovered windows The tanks Of the
furnaces dwarfed him the stature of doll In the old days.
edhot bodies revoed with cosmc and howl
echng hsh flames while below them crowded like agitated
dominated by fire. Vertical and lateral thick pipes crawed in
knots and pra like cason growth the
the And here the powerbes along the
walls ceave the air
"Swin Dirty swine! What they with this great
power? What state they've brought it to-"
(To be contnuedl