The daily worker. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1924-1958, 1933-11-07
BY BENICE MuCHAELsoN

IT'S Red Sunday for the Election
Campaign and the Daily Worker"
We start out, another comrade and
I, arms full OF Daily Workers, cleo
ton platforms, L'Unita Operaias
italian Communist weekly, My
companion John, is a Red Sunday
volunteer from the Ukrainian Labor
Club-a great help, too, for in our
territory many speak Ukrainian,
Polish, Russian, and he knows all
three.
We cover the first of three tene-
ment houses on East Third ST., start
ing from the bottom floor.
Come in!" AS we open the door,
a young German police dog jumps up
In friendly excitement. Two young
men sprawl on chairs. Sunday morn
ing leisure.
Hello, We've brought a paper here,
the Daily Worker. Don't know
whether you've ever read it, but. ="
"Oh, sure, We know that paper:
read it pretty often. Let's have a
copy" We detect their brogue. Irish?
No, Scotch. We talk few minutes.
New faces, these, recently moved into
the house. They had attended few
meetings, they said, but no affairs.
Did they dancer Sure! We promise
to invite them to our affairs land. to
our next unit party for the Daily
WorkerD.
Nice dog, he is"
"It's she. Here, LADY," watch
this.) Mac takes one end of a dogs
leash, holds it as If to turn rope. The
dog jumps clear over it, turns, jumps
back. BY this time it is frisky; jumps
on all of us. Lady come here!" A
cracker is high in the air. Beg" Up
so the front paws. Speak" The dog
barks. Mac looks towards us, tri-
umphant. We applaud the perfor-
nance and take our leave.
'Biessed'-By N. r. A.
In the next apartment we find
Anthony sweeping the kitchen floor.
His wife Is at church. Anthony drives
truck for one of the large meat
packers. Formerly, when I can
vassed during the evening, he was in
variably asleep, exhausted after a IA
hour day. Now he works only eight.
THAT N. r. A. is a fine thing" Evil
IDENTIFY lured. Yes, we say it has
brought a little change for some who
worked IL, IL, is hours But did he
know that many employers carried
the Blue Eagle who still worked their
men the same hours, and were never
theless protected by the government?
Did he know that bosses were firing
slightly higher-paid employees, taking
on others at les wages-still keeping
within the N. r. A. minimum? And
what about the high price Of food
and clothing workers couldn't meet
with present earnings? He looked
thoughtful, nodded.
voting for LaGuardia?" I venture.
well, Anthony. see what the Com
munists have to say about Fusion.
Something, maybe, you don't know
about"
"All right" He buys a Worker"
takes the italian paper for his wife.
I'm with You But :"
A young Italian American girl
opens the door. Yes, she had read
the DAILY" we left before, but Were
Democrats here" She was worker,
wasn't she? Was there anything in
the DAILY" which wasn't true? Just
what were her objections?
ooh, your paper tells the truth,
all right, know 1t. / was on strike
myself Eyes, needle trades) and I
went to your place-Irving Plaza
they sold the paper there-But
really, 1 can't do anything. We're
Democrats, all Of us, and you know
how it is. We all vote Democratic"
She sounded half-apologetic, as if
hoping we'd understand Pressure,
probably, from the Tammany machine
in return for a job or other favor.
Well, then, would she make a dona-
ton to the Party which prints the
Daily" to help cover election cam
paign expenses? Unhesitatingly she
reaches for her purse.
THROUGH large door holes we see
apartment after apartment vacant
Evicted, some of them; others had to
move to smaller, even cheaper houses
to cope with ever shrinking wags.
This morning, these empty rooms
seemed cheerful. flooded with the
warming sunlight; but these same
apartments during winter were
dreary, bleak, with not enough fire to
suck up the piercing wind from the
cracks.
Top floor at last. A steady con-
tact, here, for both the Daily Worker
and Italian PAPER. And when Mario
worked, he had the Worker delivered.
Why hadn't he come to our first
Daily Worker party, as he promised?
my friends from New jersey came
and dragged me out. I don't know
What they did with me :" Drunk,
Ell? He smiled.
"Too bad you're not a citizen"
"Wbat for? Who for?"
cat least you could vote Communist
when election comes around"
OVER the roof to the adjoining
" building. 1t was Mario who sug-
gested, that we start eanyaas.ng from
the bottom I'D, TO avoid an extra
climb OF five steep flights
Como INT" Naor. tho