The daily worker. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1924-1958, 1933-09-04
The Son of a Banker in
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ALTHOUGH young Winchester had
"A nothing to do, he didn't go ashore
much in Leningrad. The place looked
too dirty to him. The mates wife
agreed. These two, and some of the
officers, spent their evenings playing
poker, drinking Russian wine and
vodka, and telling snautty stories.
They related many a joke about the
dumb Russians. They had it all fig
ured out that there were a few big
shots in the Soviet Union getting
all the fine pickifgs, while fooling
the workers with talk about better
times after the Five, Year Plan was
over. "
Look" said young winchester to
prove this point. "D0 you notice they
take only foreign r1loneyfin the Torg-
sin stores? Know why that is?
They're getting ready for the coll
lapse that's coming soon, and then
the big shots will take all that for
eign money and beatnib out of the
country. And the little fish who are
working their heads off will be left
holding the dirty end of the stick!"
The whole poker party agreed.
That was just about cthe size of it,
all right. One evening; young Win
chester did go into town, with the
two Cadets as bedyguards. He told
all about what happened to the
mates wife later The, other officers
had gone to visitosome friends on
another ship. sis0gg
You know, these. bolsheyiks are
awful anxious to make a good i'm
preston on foreigners"
"Yes?" asked the mates wife.
Yes. We were trying to find the
Europa Hotel but couldn't, so we went
into some building to ask. But not
one of the men there could talk Eng
lishl That's another sign how 'sedu-
Gated" they are! Finally, when we
made them understand what we
wanted, they put an automobile and
chauffeur at our service, and he
drove us over to the hotel! And when
offered to pay him, he wouldn't
take anything! Now don't you think
that was all just for show?" :
Thy OF course" agreed the mates
wife. 80 rcgc
"I5otel Europa is supposed to be
one of the best hotels here, but it
can't hold the candle to any of ours"
did yob,go anywhere else?"
mo. Brit! I don't like this coun-
try at all came here with an open
mind, but honestly there's abso-
elutely nothing here. that I can see
And don't know why there's so
much fuss made about this country!"
"Oh, we'll, weIl soon be out of here,
thank goodness" exclaimed the
mates wife.
"Yes, thank God"
WITH this, they found themselves at
W the end of their Conversation.
where's Captain HeEtens and the
rest2" N@s
!. "oh, Captain Tilden 'S.sgiving a par
ty over on his ship, ana they've all
gone over"
Jaw, shoot, what can. we do then?"
I've got something to drink" sug-
gested the mates WIFE
"Oh, finel"
They went into her cabin.
About three hours, later, as the
footsteps o. the skipper and the
mate were hearo on the gangway, the
bankers son hurried out and dashed
into a nearby room. 20
Were Not Slaves Any Morew
THE Leningrad longshoremen were
mostly recruited from the back
ward peasants, who had been freed
from the land by the Introduction of
tractors and modern methods. Here
they were put under the leadership
of shock brigaders" who taught
them the work and fired them with
enthusiasm to fill their share of the
work.
About half past-ten one morning,
an accident occurred. The winch ca
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