The Last Days of Sevastopol

Words at war. The last days of Sevastopol. Enter. You are the chief of naval officers here. Yes? My name is Maurice Voitecov. I'm a newspaper correspondent for Proud Dime Moscow. Here are my documents. So, I request passage on a destroyer to Sevastopol.

Sevastopol? Impossible. I will not open against him.

Very well comrade Voiltical. If you insist. I do insist. Very well. Follow me. This is my home as well as my office. Make yourself comfortable. This is my wife. What is the matter comrade? Are you afraid of her because she greets you from her coffin?

Are you afraid of those staring eyes? Are you shocked at the agony and horror of her dead face? This is my wife, I tell you. This is ever-stoppel. She was there. Friends sent her body to me.

Her broken dead flesh. My misery and hatred. Multiply them by thousands. Ed smashed hopes, troubled buildings and homes and you have several-stoppel. You wish to go there, comrade, boy, to court. You have my permission.

Go ahead. These are words at war. Tonight the National Broadcasting Company in cooperation with the Council on Books in wartime is bringing you another in its series of radio adaptations of great books of this world.

Each week at this time we bring you selected dramatic episodes from some of the most vivid of our war-inspired literature. story is based on the recently published book The Last Days of Sevastopol by Boris Wojthkov, translated from the Russian by Ralph Parker and sent by cable to New York. It is the first time in history that an entire manuscript has been delivered

to a publisher by cable. The Last Days of Sevastopol, which failed to the Nazis July 1st, 1942. To Prav Damosco from Boris Wojthkov, Sevastopol June 10th, 1942 Prashant, your city of Sivastapul ise bruised and bleeding.