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"Nothing at all.
in.
his family i3 having a fine itime of it chartiuk chimed
I alit just a man. They must not be
110W. I tell her that Pecepolkin is a
killed. If you kill a Jew it is the same
swine and that before he is finished
its if you had killed your father."
he'll be hanged on a tree, and she
By SIMEON YUSNIKEWITCH
"Don't! Don't" Wosilrikov interrup-
brings up Pasinkov and Sheluszlinik,
and Ivanzov. And you tell me it isn't ted, turning on his friend angrily.
Ile walked up to a fat peasant Willis'
(Copyright by Jewish Telegraphic Agency, 1924.1
"It is true, dear friend. The best
the fault of the Jews?"
/111 and without speaking a word dis-
Be looked up appealingly into the thing is to deal with the Jews. You
Id'. birds. Like in a dream. Like look down on them with contempt. played his trousers, appeal and in-
will
buy front thou cheaper and sell
woman
who
passed
peasant
there hundred years ago. Carts and Past the bearded moujiks. The air is quiry in his eyes. She shook her head. face of a
cleared than anywhere else. If you
Then she tucked her fiat. into the col- bk., pointing dumbly to his trousers.
peasant %wilco in the carts. Peasants tilled with strident voices.
go to one of your own, so he'll skin
She
gimlets'
down
at
them
and
said,
lar of her fur ciat arid looked down
cg about clad in the traditional
Like birds. Like in a dream.
"Go along with you now. Who wants you. You understand. Ile is one of
pea aid blouse. thirsts out of the
Straight as a stick, his beard un- at hint with contemptuous amusement.
kour (Oka, so hell skin you. The JO',
your bourgeois to
shat'; A smell Of oats. A drizzle of kempt, wearing a short coat, his to e s !ler husband, as yellow•looking as his
"Pig," exclaimed NVosiltikov, when is a business 1111111. "
sky looks full of smoke. showing through his shoes, looking us horse, clambered heavily down from
'the
Wosdrikov growled..
rain
"I hate
fret bloc clouds, motionless, congeal- if he were holding up the grey clouds his cart with a sack of oats in his she had passel. "That's the result of
"Mp dear friend, 141 you it is nut'
.,t, VII round the carts and in he- with his angular shoulders, 1111. one- band.. He let out a steam of breath Trot sky's teachings."
5
h.
"Trotsky is a genius," S'oicharouk the same \slat buys your trousers, a i
through
his
nostrils
and
mout
crowd,
tilling
tiale public prosecutor for the IliSlriet,
t sec, 111.11, 71 muting
uyers Ivan beotlormvach A\ cs drd,,,, runs up !" he muttered, and turned remarked quietly. "Vt'hateser else you Jew or a moujik?" asked Soucharouls.
mdllot place, iostling th e b
along the curb. One and down the market 11 1 005 , a , he h am , I antsy w ith disgust to attend to his may think of hint, there's no doubt
"Yes, that is the point," answered'
te n. Iass, in rows
about that."
Wpsdrikov. -It is not the same, and
been doing all day since early in the horse.
has it TIM over his arm, a Seetiall
have all
"Anil why should the
Mita', Ikrtitttcills tilts' a wealthy
yet I must go to the Jews. That's how
,..t o f cl o thes, a third carries a sam- morning. his big broad nose, full of
all-
they'se arranged things. \Vhat Can I
ovar, a fourth an old skirt, a fifth a blue spots, is swollen with the cold and lady, stourtmusly made way for Wos- the genitises," tried Ntosdrikov
,,
torn loot. (nice upon a Linn they with wrath. Ilan brad, under the tot- Milt,. and toil up her stand out to gily. "If we had a Trotsky and they du'! I must give away.
We would ha, son shed
the
littasant
woman.
She
looked
fad-
had
Benikin,
ilts
st
e
vik
ca
s
h
nil rich, these people, well-to-do.
criw of his Bol
p, arhrs
!loth went up to a dealer, who was ,
Ater
W
btu
ri
hour.
W 111,11111 4: the reVellition in half a
y have been walking up and the constant drip-drug of the rain vtl with the ruin. In n
, 1111 . lit oath a wonuul
. volee site said. "My dear, will you did we 11111V on our side, I ask you' busy at till' 110 him it cloak. They
down Ike this sitlee early in the morn- healing dew,. on 11 all day long. N o
who NVIts
0 ,•ar?" \V”stlrik'lv Idiots and cools! I hale thrill' Ilul
1
hotly
then.
;mamas
to
want
his
trous-
Plcose
buy'
npy
salt
d
there,
waiting
humbly, patient.;
ing MI are shabby, in rags, pitiful
Aly day will t , tnt• yet stan
overheard her. Ile shrugged his shout- aster mind.
ly, and did not speak to each other.
to see, worn out and w'd'ried looking. ens, the trousers of his evening dress
, ' to mu lingrY (*Pl- We'll massacre those Jews! I'll take
acct
his
dery+old
tit
suit
which
he
earries
slung
and courtiers, stately
"Do you Want to Sell something?"1
tienth 11101
again!" he said. it hatchet and I'll go from house to
Iasi, < and aristocratic young girls. ant]. People only buy things for ord. Met. "That Chaika
ease a the dealer asked, when he was fin-
"l\ hews, you go you KO the,.• I hal- house, k i ll ing kiwi,. I s n ail t
Liko the old-clothes dealers of tither inary, tarry .lay use. Bum, he h:rn't k;is and lorack. Ilex. she conies along sing l e ,ti,k, :lair, fia t ,,,,,,,,"
idled with the W01117111.
days they go up and down the street, got anything else to sell. It is all that With her samovar. Of course, this
'"Trousers, comrade," Wosdrikov
Ile suddenly heist 41.1w n, looked
troll,ers of
With them everything they has beim left to him, the
into answered. "Absolutely new trousers.
's
his evening dress suit. "Clisls, pigs, sure to sell IL sallinVIIr. That why no around furtively and whispered
One after the other they go,
to buy ins. trousers. 'They' Seueharouk's ear . "The army is Perhaps you'd like to buy them."
1.71e
WILIOs
self-rtnicing people, hand latetl-look - dolts," he mumbles to himself with in- won't let us live, these cursed Jews!"
ready," he whispered. "All the Jews
"I might," the dealer answered in
dignation. "They won't buy anything
ing, threading their way among the
Yellow as a piece of wax, frighten- hive been pushed out already. No a friendly tone. "Why not? What
carts frost which the peasant women front me. Curse them! l'ublic pros- t blooking and tlislIeVeletl,
the
former Jews in the army now. That's a goal do you think I ant standing here for
Safron
Matveim
sign, isn't it? They're pushing out the in the rain—to make an exhibition of
high selmol inspector
a n Ili,. myself? Of course I will buy, if it's
witch Sourbarouk, suddenly dived up Jewsi ( ,,,,,, w h i, re . kr, will kill
ions. ,,,.„.•,.,, n ,, of them, an d Ik e , we something worth buying."
the
sea.
Ile
had
with
him
J
3 - if out 4.f
w , his will take hack our OW11, and We ' ll have
Ile took the trousers and examined
hat to sell. Seeing' Wosdrikov with
is our. Nicholas on tin' throne again. "
them, and Wosdrikov immediately be-
his evening dress trousers eget
"What N icholas?" aswed Sonchar- came happier. Soucharouk fidgeted
arm, he gave a squeak of delight.
with his hat to attract it to the deal-
"My dear friend Ivan Femlorwitch, ouk puzzled.
"Ile is alive our Czar Nicholas," re- er's attention.
li ' Ve gust trousers? And I've got a
"Well and how much do you want
Aly very dear friend, last week plied Wosdrikov. "I was told 1.y some-
it
I sold my tunic to a caretaker. Ile one wh° k!"'`"?• Ile as hiddensumo- for your trousers?" the dealer asked.
= bought it because of the buttons. He where in it monastery with th e Czar- Wostdrikov confusedly mumbled a
= t hought they were gold buttons, but switch." 'sun, "Perhaps you'll take a little
"And then I will be an inspector less? No? Very well Chana," the
-.*--. for the life of me I can't get anyone
again!" cried Soucha with excitedly. dealer turned to his daughter. "Take
to buy my hat."
"Of course you will," said Wmdri- hold of these trousers."
=I "It's all the fault of the Jews,"
Wosdrikov beamed. Soucharouk to
inbludW.sdrihov."Unfaircompe - huts. "You will be inspector again,
— 1
Both felt easier
that's what it is. You come here
d I shall be 11111.14' prosecutor sold his hat also.
ping to sell your trousers, and that again. Just think of it my friend. when the deal was finished. Ikea, on
'haiku conies along with a SallioVar. Just imagine it! I shall stand up in and potatoes, bread and potatoes, a
What chasm- have you got to sell your the court once more and conduct little salt as well, and a little tea,
rousers, I ask you, when she goes tut- prosecutions. Won't I pay out those Ti n . re would be a meal soon at home.
the thought running
trot
lowing you about with that confound- dews! And the peasants Will be put That
ml samovar of hers. And if I Coale back on their chain, tied up; every- through both their minds.
"You see, friend Wosdrikov," Solt-
back home with these trousers still thing will be nice and quiet, just as
said as they moved away.
slung over lily' 711111, my wife will simp- it used to be. I shall go to the court charoukh
.=-?
Iv go into hysterics. And Ws all the every day. And the governorksen- "A splendid people, the Jews! The I —
an
hodarr.
se
and
people
of
the Bible. What do you
i ll ride out
ra
fall]. 44 those Jews.
It will be want of them? Is it their fault that
E.E, "It's the peasants," insisted Sou- pair through the town.
Trotsky is a Jew? Trotsky is one,
oharouk. "The Itevolution—the peas- fine!"
"How
splendid!"
ejticulatol
Sou- and they are thousands.
ants,
that's
one.
The
Czar—the
peas-
,E3 .
"I haven't had a smoke for two
ants, that's two. Denikin—the peas- charouk, his eyes blazing ecstatically.
"Yes, but I haven't sold my trous- days. I can buy a few cigarets now,
= ants, that's three. I tell you, my dear
A
splendid people, I tell you. What
ers yet," Wosdrikov sighed, suddenly
= friend, it's the peasants."
do you think he wants my hat for?
who organized it?" asked Wos- recalling himself to reality. "'Ay
What
can he do with it? But he
&Hoy. "The Jews! The Isaacs and wife is sitting at home in the cold,
-
bought it all the same."
the Trot skys, and the Abrahams. They and starving. Frozen potatoes are
"Ile will wear the hat on Saturdays
did it. Wh. do you want to throw all that we get to cat. Twice I have
and go to synagogue in it with his
F.:I dust in my eyes? Who was it that let been imprisoned in the Teheka, and
what on earth am I to do with these Chaika," Wosdrikov laughingly re-
the
peasant
loose
from
his
chain?
The
.M 1
plied, full of joy that today he would
Jews! There wouldn't have been 11 accursed trousers? Devil take them!
Why must they be evening dress have bread and potatoes for dinner,
reValUticli if it had lint been for the
and
his wife would receive him hap.
pay' and the Israels. But we'll trousers?'
('
"Suppose we go tO the Jews after pity when he came home, not as al-
1 pay them out for that. AVe'll have our all,"
ways
with reproaches. Ile turned
Soucharouk ventured faltering-
t111. 111. "
= reVellge
ly. "Here they stand along the pave- round to give a last look at the deal-
"But, my dear friend," Matveie-
-
er.
Ile
even wanted to smile at hint.
ment. The mouiik won't buy. Per-
= witch tried to calm hint. "Ile fair."
But he pulled himself up sharply, a
"What's the use of your fairness haps the Jews oil limy front us."
little
angrily,
took the ex-inspector
"Those Jews again," kVosdrikov
and your justice, " interrupted Wos-
by the arm and both wended their
drikov impatiently, "when we've got growled in a tone of hatred. "1Vith- way out of the crowd.
: these Jews around our necks. Do you out the Jews I suppose we're not good
The market continued in a tur-
know, t hings have coon. to such a pass for anything. That's what's come to moil. Crowds passed up and 110V111
HARRISON AND R. R. ROYAL OAK, MICH.
Russia. Without the Jews we
that my own Wife is urging Die to KO 5.un
the pavement, and the rain drizzled
can't do anything."
111141 join the Bolsheviks. Perepioikin
"Nothing, my dear friend," Sou- down.
has gone over to them, she says, and

IN A BOLSHEVIST MARKET PLACE

ecutor, that's what I was! What for?
What's the good of being a public
prseitutor' I used to despise the boot-
I maker, didn't I, idiot that I was! Why
didn't I learn to be a bootmaker • "

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