Paris -- Underground

Words at war presents Paris Underground by Etta Shiba. Joplin. Oh, Joplin, what is it, child? I can't stand it, madam cyber. I must get out of here. Hush, my child, the guard will fall. I don't care.

What can be worse than these freezing in these cell-hoddle together? No chance to wash nothing to eat. Hush, my guard. What's going on here? Oh, it's nothing, guard. One of my cell mates just had a night there. She's asleep now.

Well, keep quiet! Madame Shai-boo? Yes, Shockley. I am sorry. Oh, that's all right. Try to sleep now. Yes. Yes, I will. I have some sleeping medicine, I smuggled in. I guess the Nazis are not so smart as they think.

They are Madame Shai-boo. Yes, dear. Hold me, Taito. Talk to me. Then I won't feel so lonely. Why, of course, child. How is it that you are in a Nazi prison in France? The rest of us I can understand, but you are an American.

Er, I offered lying here at night. I doubt that it really happened to me. It was all so strange. Would you like to hear the story? Oh, yes. Yes, Madame Shiber. Tell it to me.

The National Broadcasting Company, in cooperation with the Council on Books and War Time, presents another program of Words at War, which brings to radio important war books. Tonight, one of the most amazing true stories of this war, the story of Paris Underground by Etta Shibern.

In a cold, miserable prison cell, Etta Shibern is bolstering the courage of her co-prisoner Jacqueline by telling her the story leading to her imprisonment. An experience Mrs. Shiber herself found hard to believe had happened to her.