The daily worker. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1924-1958, 1934-03-07
Rr MICRAEL K0LTzoY

A railway station again, but not
in the rotten November twilight in
Paris. Not the sullen hustle Of in
different people. Binding sunlight
pours down upon the white morning
snow. Laughing girls wait for the
hoarfrosted red-starred train to
slow up.
The train stopped. The awaited
passenger appeared, stopped for a
second in the doorway, blinded by
the sunlight, then stepped down
slowly, because she is in her 72nd
year.
1--WE Are Proud of Your Som
But gay working girls from the
"Trekgorka" factory take her arms
and lead her carefully delicately,
respectful Of her age and fragihty.
ave are proud Of your son." the
Trekgorlza girls tell ParaskeYa Dr.
mitrova, mother Of George Dirni-
trof.
They offer her their gift-a piece
Of material made in their factory,
stamped with a portrait OF Stain,
commander Of the great army in
whose ranks ell Of Paraskeva's chill
dren, and Paraskeva herself, are
fighting.
A large, shiny car grumbles softly,
waiting in the station entrance. In
ten minutes more she is in a warm,
sunlit room, reunited with her son.
There is no happier person in the
world than this little old woman,
proudly sitting on sofa beside her
big son. Sitting thus beside her,
George Dimitroff seems even bigger,
broader Of shoulder. She seems to
sit in the safety of his strength.
But don't forget that only yes
terday this same little, weak, old
woman showed all the strength and
daring of a courageous mother
fighting to wrench her cub out Of
the enemies claws.
"They became quite impudent
lately, these fascists," she says.
They took away all guides and in
teTpreters, confused interviews, re-
turned parcels, interfeIred with our
Conversations"
George Dirnitroff laughs: During
our last period of captivity dozens
of high police officials and repre-
sentatives of the ministry were in
the habit Of coming to my inter
views with Mother. Mother and
held whole sessions, whole confer
ences. 1t was quite amusingl"
Understood Something Was Wrong
Eyes" says Paraskeya, "and on
the 9th I came with my daughter
to the prison, and was told that be-
cause Of some alleged holiday, all
the generals who were generally
present at my interviews with my
son were busy elsewhere, and thai
because of this there could be NJ
interview that day. They promised
me two consecutive interviews later
But Immediately understood tina
something was wrong. They wert
SO very polite and looked queerly al
us from behind all doors I re-
turned to the hotel and girl work
ing for the English press ran in
saying that George, Blogoi and Ba-
sill had already been sent off by
plane to Moscow"
"And you started off immedi-
ately?"
mo, hadn't time that same day,
only the next. / went for walk
and was recognized by many in
the street. People came up to me
and pointed heavenwards to show
me that he had flown. They smiled
and whispered congratulations. But
we We're very anxious lest some
thing be done to them at the last
minute.
AT night ( received q telegram
that they were already in Moscow.
In the morning someone set his
radio on the Moscow wavelength
and although I am slightly hard
Of hearing would you believe that
I started to hear everything quite
elearlyI'
She smiled more with her eyes
than with her whimsical mouth.
Il must work, but I don't know
where. Maybe the textile factory
girls who met me will take me into
their factory. I can weave. At home
I weaved towels and everything
needed for the family"
Never fear, Mother" Dinitrof
said, you'll make your living scme-
how. You won't perish in the
q. S. S. r."