The daily worker. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1924-1958, 1933-09-22
where's That BeIlyrobber?"


hagen. Then they decided to hurry
along with the ships committee, in
order to be prepared for New York.
But it was impossible to get the crew
together. u One night these fellows
were too tired, the next some others
we're busy washing clothes, the next
there was card game and hot ar
guments about something.
Sunday came around. When din
ner-time came and Fritz brought the
grub back, there was surprise. In
stead of the usual Sunday roast
pork, with pie or something for des-
sert, there was hash this time--haSh
with boiled spuds-and tapioea pud-
ding for dessertl The first ones in
the messroom, the Professor, Blackie
and the little Finn, were already SIT
ting and eating, though their noses
were wrinkled Stanley came down
from the poop He took one look
at the table and went over to Fritz
What do you call that?"
Fritz put his hands on his hips.
What do you want me to do about
it?" 70.
Stanley. ran into the gangway and
called the gang: Hey fellers! Come
out and see what swell Sunday
dinner we got here!''
The men came piling out, expect
ing to see roast duck or something.
For Christ's sake, hash!"
And tapioca pastel I can't eat
that stuff"
"Jumping-faced Jesus, what's the
idea!",
"You know what ! think?" offered
Stanley. That's a put up job"
What do you mean?"
That's the Shippers work Be-
cause we won't work Sundays"
This crack was greeted with
threats and curses at the Old Man.
Bobby turned to Fritz:
Take this junk back and tell him
we don't want to eat It."
Nothing doing" answered Fritz,
my job is to bring back here what
I get. If you don't want to eat it,
take it back up there yourself"
The bos'n and Barney came in
from the mess, holding their tins, and
demanding an explanation.
you look swell;r' yelled Blackie.
"Wait and'I1 snap yoJdr picture"
Snap hell" called Slim. what
We all got to do is to grab hold OF
a tin and march up to the belly
robber with it." a7m
Good ideal" yelled Bobbie. What
do you say, feliersp'' He grabbed
hold of the hash!. sGulnar grabbed
the spuds. Stanley picked up the
tapioca Shin grabbed what was
supposed tozbe butter, but was bet
ter fit for axle grease, Some of the
men started Off -9,oi
wait a. minute = called Slim "On
a thing Ike this, where we have no
Committee, we must all go up. How
about you. FELLOWSHIP He turned to
the Eskimo and the little union man,
who were still holding onto their
forks.
Gene on, alongt Take your
plates, just as it isl" The gang was
yelling, sand a-rarin to go.
"You, too FRITZ 10 You got to eat
what we eat. All. right fellers, fall
in line" ~ 4Gs
Gunnars was acting as general,
while Eddie secuted for the belly
robber. Slim noticed the bos'n hesi-
tating again. ,os
Come on, bos NJ what the hell's
the matter with your.
The bos'n scratched, his head. 1t
locked as if that was. all he'd ever
do. .ai5s
For Christ's sake" yelled Gun
mar, what the hell are you afraid
of? If you get sacked for this, we'll /,
all quit with you, won't we, men?"
"Rightoir Come on, bos'n!"
At this minute, Shorty and Skeezix
"A came into the. ,messroom, Won
dering what the, ;rympus was all
about. But when they saw, they
took their empty. plates and joined
In -----------
The ships group advised forming
an Action Committee again, or at !
least some spokesman, but it was use
less; the men wouldn't. listen.
spokesman! You let me be spokes-
mani"
Bobby was~raising Hell, and Stanley
was in his glory, too Singing to the |
tune of his tin pot. Bang, bang" |
everybody began banging their plates
before they we're halfway up to the
galley. ~ ~s'-s--
where's that bellyrobber?" yelled
Bobbie.
Where's that bellyrobber?" echoed
the gang. "Get the ebellyrobber.
Sparks and the third mate were
Just going in to their dinner when
they saw this demonstration coming,
and stood still in their tracks.
What In Jesus names eating you
men?' asked Mackenzie, the third.
Never mind! We want the belly
robber,"
The second cook had stuck his head
out the galley door at the racket, but
ducked right back again when he saw
what was coming. The men crowded
around the galley door and demanded
the chief steward. .,',3
The first cook YVES just slicing some
roast beef for the officers. On the
galley range the men could see two
roast pans full of chickens for the
passengers, besides other kinds Of
meat. On the table, about dozen
Dance and Play |.
Given by Group No. 2
JUGOSLAv WORKERS CLUB l.
Saturday, Sept. %, 1888
In the Hall of Club =
I0S West 24th st. II
ADMISSION FItEE
Wardrobe s5c for men; 15c for women