The daily worker. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1924-1958, 1932-08-02

rushed to the aid of the men who
were being evicted The police tried
their usual club swinging tactics. This
vets answered it with a steady shower
Of bricks. They sent five of the po-
lice to the hospital. The police were
driven off,
In the fighting that morning. lit
tie vet tore the badge from General
Glassford's uniform. !
With almost the entire police force
on the scene, the attempt to drive
the veterans out of town was con-
tinued shortly after noon.
While the vets who occupied the
Southern billet on Pennsylvania and
Third were out eating chow, over
score of police took possession of the
building The vets rushed the build
ing, in an attempt to re-occupy it.
Geld Blooded Murder.
The air swished with the swinging
of police clubs. Thousands of vets
lined the sidewalks and urged the
Southern vets on in their attempt
to drive the police out. The vets
charged up the narrow, wooden
stairway.
Bricks flew back and forth. Sud-
denly, without warning, series Of
shots punctuated the air. A cop.
Shinault continued to fire into the
vets body even as Hushka lay mo-
tionless on the ground
The police began to shoot reckless
ly right through the ranks of the
veterans who we're rushing the build
ing.
The vets were stunned. Fooled by
the promises of Waters that the poll
ice would cooperate with the vets,
they had not expected the police to
resort to murder. They were blinded
with rage.
They began man-hunt for the
policeman who had murdered their
buddy. The killer, however. had been
spirited away by other policemen.
Glassford, who had been hiding
within the building, behind his scores
of cops, came out to try to calm"
the vets with his usual soft-soap.
But this time "Glad-Hand" Glassford
was booed down. He didn't hang
around, after a brick thrown by
bonus marcher hit him.
The Trops Are Called Out.
A threatening quiet followed. 4
Panic-stricken, President Hoover
called for the troops.
Regular army troops, cavalrynen.
infantrymen, tanks, were rushed in
from Fort Myers, Camp Meade, Fort
Washington, in action against an un-
armed army Of workingrnen, war vet
Grams came to Washington to demand
the Bonus due them.
Soon real war scenes ensued, in the
shadow of the Capitol dome.
First, the cavalry would advance,
clearing the streets of spectators, who
we're with the veterans almost to a
man.
A Zine" would be established, and
the infantrymen would follow and
mop up" hurting forth a barrage Of
tear gas. Tear gas bombs were hurled
into every shack. Women and chill
dren lay checking on the ground.
Then the tanks would lumber up,
and then the supply wagons, loaded
with munitions and tear bombs.
Then the cavalrymen would again
advance.
Fire, sky-high flames, followed in
the path of the troops, as they APP
piled torches to the shacks and tents
Of the veterans billeted on Pennsyl-
vania and Third. Soon the Penn
sylvania Avenue camp - ironically
enough named Camp Glassford" by
Waters, was reduced to charcoal.
Unarmed, save with bricks, the vets
only slowly gave way before the
sword thrusts of the cavalrymen and
the bayonet-lunges of the infantry.
A veteran from Nashville, Tenn. had
his ear slashed off by the sabre of .
cavalryman.
And all the while the flames con-
tinued to soar higher and higher.
Clothing, bedding, the pitiful few
possessions of the vets were consumed.
The vets were driven from pillar to
post all over the city.
Tens Of thousands of Washington
people watched this spectacle of MUIR
derous brutality by capitalist gov-
eminent against workers who had
fought for that government. And
the citizens of Washington, for the
most part, jeered at the police and
the troops in their anger.
Editors Note:-The next INSTALL
melt of this vivid eye witness ac-
count OF Washington's Bloody
Thursday will appear in tomorrows
Issue Of the Daily Worker.