The daily worker. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1924-1958, 1929-05-29
CEMENT By FEoPoK
Translated by A. S. Arthur and C. Ashegh
AU Rights Reserved-Internationa Publishers. N. Y.

Geb Chumaov Army Commander, has returned to his
town and has set about trying to get the great cement factory work
wood efore the winter sets and trying in understand
aboutho melif
Engineer Kest engineer the cement
under capitalist control has kept himself secluded until Geb
broke into his den Ksit Chumav during
platform high up the mountain near the track which must be
repaired Gleb recalls his escape from death.
eyes, . And those. Yes yes those are the very
"Have you anything to say, Mr.
"What happen my powers gentlemen
a for your discretion"
Then they thrown into shed and beaten and beaten
until late the night In moments of consciousness Gb could feel
the slight and remote seeming not to hurt him.
blows seemed strangely useless and painless if he nailed
inside cask which amlessy and mpertnenty kicking
WHEN pitch silent He began
against comrades cold rigid and Shiny with blood
Crawling along by the walls he found hole through which
an s no. by ns sd and the thick hF0 he struggled hm
Never, for all eternity, could he forget this.
room He thought of while he watching the
Good evening" Comrade Technoogs fine old rui isn't it?
Ihere all the Republic
ENGINEER KLEsT though stone then
cred quickly and looked atentvey Gleb
gaps of the smashed windows in the machine shop.
This everywhere! He Kle, but was
planted in his terrifying him spectre his
the strength of this man Since
when had he acquired this dreadful him? days
voice of his own Like all ndstngushab fulfilled
production Why Engineer Kles once
SO strong and dominating longer resist the crude bar
Of this MANI From what point this development?
it from the moment when he him destruction
hour today when he him in his office risen past
1t simple blow That which awaiting
with which his whole had filled opened
him like a bottom abyss.
grave deeper You've been rambling? So have every dav Bt
kind enough to step up here comrade
Technoogh" = ~ O
THE only meess endngs and implacabe
There are no accidents accidents an illusion With
nauang pain in his heart swoonng with terror
slowly assembled the creakng vibrating whirng
accustomed dignity and silent
Take comrade Technoog say deep hole here
left Some shaft this part Of your work"
Engineer Kleist answered cody sternly
I'VE built it last for soldy with you
have turned it all into chaos
We'll but made mistake somewhere comrade Technoog
@ fell But a your eara ws noe
worth much Where centuries"
Geb putting his pipe doomed like in the
deep and primitive signcance Engines K1ai f b uca
escape this man. and that the outcome of the few
within his hands The engineer stood as paryzed leaning
against the parapet his head shook in little palsed jerks
Gust look at the factory Coade Technoogist giant and
what beauty A to make this graveyard live agan To fire the
again! 1t is a miracle of construction"
ERECT sery thrown out Gleb CRASHED the iron
railing and for long time looked down
profound actually cracking under his nic or
was it the grinding of his teeth? Engineer Kes Deep
ga graveyard graveyard . curse it ALI"
Why did the engineer stand
he so silent and like a
Something in with the factory something
Geb Ah the past
ing and death of his comrades that unorgetabe
Should ne fling him downwards into the tightly
stretched cables plunged from the roof down the
would that they serpnts and that
hungry nav claiming its prey.
Geb Keist but he felt revenge
49, Comrade Technologist building
memorials When die here already prepared
DO you see this hole? We shall let down there
under the highest snoke-stack."
ALMOST losing consciousness Engineer Kest started
- himself from the railing His whole acutey
and seemed to be about to dissolve misty wild
throat changing
jaws convulvy with that
"You. Chumalov! quickly what YOU have
to dol" - 80 ~
Geb stepped to the engineer; fevsh tense
Comrade Technoogis we've acted the fool long
need heads and hands We've got to start things gong
DILL Warmth and bread for the workmen The
republic Over the mountains stacks feed
bring not by but by the mechanical
works Thousands and millions of
Sunday work. Thousands of muscular
He seized K by the shoulders joyful excitement;
- his hands the engineer shook nervouy like
fell from his head and swooped like nghtd