Title | Women in the Soviet Union |
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Publisher | Workers Library Publishers |
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Date | 1929 |
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Language | English |
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Original Item Extent | 67 pages: illustrations; 18 cm |
Original Item Location | HQ1662.W6 1929 |
Original Item URL | http://library.uh.edu/record=b8304548~S11 |
Original Collection | Socialist and Communist Pamphlets |
Digital Collection | Socialist and Communist Pamphlets |
Digital Collection URL | http://digital.lib.uh.edu/collection/scpamp |
Repository | Special Collections, University of Houston Libraries |
Repository URL | http://libraries.uh.edu/branches/special-collections |
Use and Reproduction | In Copyright: This item is protected by copyright. Copyright to this resource is held by the creator or current rights holder, and the resource is provided here for educational purposes. It may not be reproduced or distributed in any format without permission of the copyright owner. Users assume full responsibility for any infringement of copyright or related rights. |
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Transcript | SOVIET UNION 3 Keep quiet. Attentive silence reigns in the hall while Kalinin, the "village elder," beloved by all, makes his speech. An old Samoyed woman mounted the dais holding a fine clothed doll, the sign of her trade, which, with a solemn bow, she presented to Kalinin. It seems that the joyful clapping will never end—they all seem to be presenting this doll, borne by a thousand hands, to their government representative. As though it were part of their heart—their heart seems to be in it so much—speaking from a thousand eyes, heard in a thousand shouts. And all this although he, their Soviet elder, representative of the government of which they themselves are a part, a living member, has just described the grave political situation. The economic tasks confronting the country, the State which they have forged, and has put before the Congress the serious question of defending that country; he asked for the opinion and advice of these thousand women who made their pilgrimage to Moscow from all parts, from the uttermost ends of the Union—many of them journeying for weeks, using the railway for the first time in their lives. And all of them, wearing different costumes, speaking different languages, unknown to each other until that moment, speak with but one voice—we stand by our government, we approve their policy of peace. Those are the words of the Volga peasant woman, speaking in a hard voice, moving her work worn hands, comparing the past and the present—the " wooden hand plough and the tractor, increasing the harvest a handredfold. We have our State, the fruit of hard work for ten years, so dearly bought with the blood of our sons and brothers ! How could we forget it! To-day one life |