The daily worker. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1924-1958, 1934-04-28

one see an old OF cripplcd person,
All are young, with flushed and
eager faces, with healthy, muscled
bodies dressed in bright garments
and sport costumes. They march in
from the left across the center of
the square They come from all di-
reetions, along unpaved roads whose
mud is hard-stamped by the pound
ing of many feet. They file by the
Grand Stand in 3 line four abreast.
in a steady stream for one hour and
quarter, line Of 10000 persons.
over one-half the population of
Magnitogorsk, an assembly of the
labor force which operates this
great blast furnace. this mechanical
tool for smelling one-third the pig
iron cast in the Urals.
Many Groups Take Part
Looking steadily into the moving
stream Of persons passing by in
/ front of the Grand Stand, one sees
banners fare up, sees the mass of
people break down to individuals,
till separate groups of workers are
identified and hailed by those on
the reviewing stand. The physical
culturists in blue jerseys and dark
trunks pass by with springing steps
or pedalling bicycles. Next, the
Metal Workers appear, those work
ers who are rushing the rolling mill
section to completion. A rousing
cheer is raised for them. Then come
the workers who built a dam more
than kilometer long and ten me-
ters high, taking only ass days to
do it or less by three months Of the
time given them to do it, The dam
forms q lake q kilometers long;
when building it, these men, work
ing knee-deep in mud and water.
and when the temperature went as
low as IS below zero, poured con-
crete into the dam foundations
which had been heated by steam
pressure.
A group OF assenablers file past,
the welders who. hanging onto icy
scaffolds and facing a bitter winter
wind that tore in from the open
steppe, welded the joints for the
blast furnace gas lines. Some of
them had slipped off and did not
march today; they were killed out
right on the scrap iron cluttered
about the construction, Another one
Of those absent today had fallen of
the scaffold unnoticed by the night
shift and freze to death before aid
reached him in the morning. The
section hands file past, builders of
railroads, and in their midst are the
Monaghan, oval faces of the Khir-
ghizes, nomads Of the steppes Of
the Urals. and of Kazakstan, tribes
men of Ghenghis Khan who, caught
in the enthusiasm of socialist con-
struction, drifted to Magnitogorsk
and now flow past in this demon
stration of the power of the workers
government.
Foreign Workers March
Here come the American, Ger
man, Polish, Italian workers and
specialists, who likewise were alb
sorbed in the new fever of con-
struction which goes on here and
everywhere in the Soviet Union. The
First Aid Ambulance goes by, rep
resentatiyes of medical science
stamping out filth and verrnin, the
breeders of typhus. that dread dis
ease which rsked the population of
the Socialist City. Although there is
a circus here also, with camels and
band wagons, the children are not
following it. The children are
ahead, they lead the parade, they
form perhaps one-third of all those
marching, they come from nurseries,
kindergartens, seven year schools,
factory workshop schools, Techni-
kums, etc.
Going by the Grand Stand, they
proudly lift their banners, on which
are inscribed their school records
exhibited for the inspection of Com
rade Tarakanova of the City Com
mittee of the Communist Party He
shouts from the Grand Stand. BE
PREPARED. A roar Of strident
voices from the marching line an