Word: sverdlovsk
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...freight train on to the through track, if he closed the semaphore signal. In the opposite direction a local passenger train roared into view. The engineer in the cab ran through the semaphore, head on into the freight train. Result: 33 dead, 68 injured. Last week in nearby Sverdlovsk a Red Court sentenced engineer and station master to be shot dead. Five others of the train and station crews got prison terms...
Though the court sat in Gerasimovka, an insignificant village in remote Sverdlovsk Province in the Ural Mountains, every detail of this "propaganda trial" was published and broadcast throughout Russia. Too many villagers had stabbed and hacked the two "good children" for all the assassins to be shot. One woman and three men were sentenced to "the supreme measure of social defense": Death by shooting. Three of the condemned were close kin of Pavel & Fedor...
Pavel and his little brother Fedor were the sons of Trophim Morosov, easy-going chairman of a remote village Soviet in Sverdlovsk Province in the Ural Mountains. So far as Moscow knew, Comrade Morosov was busy organizing collective farms, but Pavel and Fedor knew differently. When a State grain collector came to their village Pavel, that model child, peached on his father, denounced him as secretly in league with Kulaks, charged him with obstructing collectivization and screamed: ''I demand that father be severely punished...
Promptly easy-going Trophim Morosov was expelled from the Communist Party, banished from Sverdlovsk Province. Not long after, a number of Kulak boys including Pavel's cousin met Pavel in the village street. They left him beaten, severely discolored. The village policeman refused to act until Pavel brought documentary proof of the assault and the nature of his injuries. Sticks & stones might break the bones of Pavel but they could not change the stalwart Communist principles of Pavel and little Fedor. They went on with the good work of peaching on Kulaks...