The daily worker. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1924-1958, 1933-05-03


street and disappeared in number 10.
He ran upstairs. The door stood
open. Some neighbours had arrived
already. Under the window-siu lay
in a pool Of blood the -two-year-
old plumber Max Gemeinhardt, men,
Der Of the Social Democratic Party
Of Germany and of the Reichsbanner
Dea thlv silence filed the room. A
thin s.reak of blood marked the white
window-sill, and in it dabblad a fly.
Someone drew Kurt quietly out Of
th- room, it was the woman who
lived next door. Outside in the pas
sage she whispered: "Kurt-did you
see who fired that shot?"
For the first time to-day Kurt was
trembling He leant against the wall
in the dark passage. 1t seemed as
if his brain was still refusing to take
in the horrible fact. At last he said
hoarsely:
y saw him. I recognized him
No her Hubner-that was Murder!
Ten minutes later, Sergeant Haber-
stroh Of the Ufer Station and another
young colleague received an i'm
mediate order transferring them to
another district. From that moment
Sergeant Haberstroh never again en-
tered his fathers house, number 3,
Koslnerstrasse, which till then had
been his own home.
Sergeant EGberstroh and his father
were also members CT the SPD.
THE WOMAN
WHO LAUGHED
The news of the shooting of the
plumber spread like wildf1re through
Wedding. It spread to the shops, to
the stations, and to the trains in
which frightened people carried the
news to other parts Of the town. 1t
penetrated to the back houses, up
the stairs. into the dwellings Of work.
ers the dwellings of the bourgeoisie.
do you know =. have you heard
about it =. !? The police shot man
in the red alley-straight in the face
and he is dead e..
They came running out of the
houses. Here and there groups Of
men and women surrounded a work.
er who IVES telling how it happened
In the workers pubs it was no long
er SO calm as it had been in the
morning. There was scarcely one man
VINO had not seen for himself how
the pc2ice had to-day on the LIST OF
Nav, become the enemy Of the people
a dangerous nervous tension marked
the faces OF the people moving in
large crowds through the streets sur
rounding the Nettelpeckplatz For
over an hour after the fatal shot no
policeman was to be seen in the
vicinity Of the alley
Mere and more people came into
the koslinerstrassc to look at the
houses on which the white round
bullet-m2Tks of the police were to be
seen against the dark walls.
THE RED FLAG
The window in the third floor was
closed. Hundreds OF people stood in
the street below and looked up I'M
mediately above the closed window
red flag was flying AS it swayed
slowly in the wind and was lifted to
one side, someone pointed a finger
towards it. In the red cloth could
clearly be seen four round holes
against the sky.
Outside the butchers shop at the
corner a crowd had gathered. An I'M
known voice was speaking to the
workers.
"Bravo!" someone shouted
He's quite right
Kurt coming out Of the Red Night
ingale' with Anna,-after the police
had retreated he had found her in
the glanced at the crowd. He
had been looking in vain for Paul
and Thomas to discuss the situation.
He was fully convinced that the posi-
ton in the alley was getting more
and more dangerous every moment
At any moment the police would re-
turn and no one could possibly tell
what would happen. 1t was essential
that they should keep the leadership
Of the excited crowds firmly in their
hands.
Someone is speaking over there, :"
Anna said to him. Those outside the
butchers shop were laughing and APP
plauding Then Kurt heard the loud
sharp voice begin again. His atten-
ton was now aroused.
Who is that?"
A STOOL PIGEON
He crossed the street to the crowd
and pushed his way to the front. On
the steps of the shop, the blinds of
which were drawn, was man in a
black leather jacket His unhealthy,
bloated face was red with excitement.
From time TO time his oily voice broke
into a falsetto screech. Funny guy
thought Kurt
That won't be the only one the
fellow in the leather coat was shout
ing. And are we to fight with bare
fists against revolvers and machine
gunS?'
Quite right" a woman shouted.
only reyolvers are of any use
against revolvers"
Bravo
For the first time this dangerous
provocative word had fallen and it
found ready soil An excited discus
sion followed. Everyone shouted at
once. Yes--he is right. Shoot down
these murderers Of the workers. Just
as they shoot us, 1t is only self de
fence. Are we to wait till more of
us are lying dead on the ground?
Kurt elbowed his way slowly forward
Comrades J" the fat one shout
ed and pointed his finger over their
heads, over there in the Ufer Sta