At War44-03-2141Der Fuehrer

Words at war presents a colossal mystery story which sprang from a graveyard and staggered the world. Oodle mumbo jumbo, who are we and where have we come to? Turn the cauldron and keep it hot, the erider's a giant of comfortable flight.

A blood, a pet at midnight dark in a graveyard spot. Ha ha ha, forgive our moon, you see we plan to dominate the earth. 13 are told in the Devil at night, sitting on the tombstones.

Tombstones white, odd, stout of fantasy, born of limbo. Oh, do, do, do, mumble, chum. The words you have just heard are of course she anonsense. You are listening, well, I've had them naturally, and with good reason.

But for many years, there were many idiots who actually believed them. Because they did. Poland became a charnel house, wreaking with a smell of death. Blood ran in the gutters of Ligitza, Rotterdam, Belgrade, Slolians.

Sixteen million human beings were slaughtered in Russia. By rope, by fire, by gun and sword. Untold millions of Jews and Christians perished against bullet-putt walls in gas chambers by starvation and pestilence. And one man, an Austrian house painter, almost conquered the world.

Words at War. The National Broadcasting Company, in cooperation with the Council on Books in War Time, brings you an adaptation of a portion of Conrad Haydn's Book of the Month choice, De Fier. And now a word of caution. Tonight's script written by Max Ehrlich does not concern itself with the life of Hitler. That has been done before. Instead, this is the expresé

of a great lie, the men who conceived it and used it to serve their own ends. This is the exposé of a colossal forgery written in the blood of the butchered. This is the incredible but true story of the false prodigals of the wise men of Zion.