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00010537.GIF  Page 16

LUDECKE

"I'm utterly sick of these gossip-mongers and 
moralists", Hitler told me. "... complaining about 
all the women-chasers among the... SA. ...I'd a lot 
rather my good SA men took the pretty women 
than that some fat-bellief [sic] money-bag should 
have them.... Why should I concern myself with 
the private lives of my followers.... Any quite 
apart from Roehm's great achievements, I know 
I can absolutely depend on him."
 
In other words, said my mind, Roehm, like Goebbels, 
is vulnerable - his perversion has delivered him 
into your hands....
 
pp. 477/48, Ludecke, I knew H.

We talked easily for a while about Nazi prospects, 
but whenever I pressed for precise instructions or 
for information... Hitler at once became reserved or 
evasive. I had the impression that this was due less 
to his secretive nature than to the fact that virtually 
nothing had been planned, either in practical foreign 
policy or in diplomatic personnel. He did concede that 
something should be done... He would discuss ... with 
Rosenberg... For the rest, I was able to elicit only 
general suggestions....
 
p. 481, Ludecke, I knew H.

...a young acquaintance... insisted that I help her 
to get a glimpse of Hitler...
 
We sat at a table... from which my companion could 
watch the Fuehrer. He saw us at once and returned 
my salute with a friendly smile and a wave of his 
hand. Presently... the Nazi dictator was behaving in 
an amazing manner, showing us his best face and 
looking at my young lady with soulful eyes...
 
"Why didn't you join my table? Was that your wife?" 
he asked. "A striking woman, beautifully dressed... 
very good looking."
 
pp. 487/488 Ludecke, I knew H.

(In a train from Berlin to Munich, Sept 32)

Hitler was in an optimistic and expansive mood...
 
"I don't intend to be treated like a glass-doll, 
riding only in special trains at fixed times..." 
And here he got up again the perfect mime, and 
advanced on Schaub in a take-off of the typical 
German station-master... coming to pay his 
respects to a traveling Personage...'I'll keep 
on doing as I please..." His pleasures, he said, 
were too precious to him - motoring, flying, 
going places and seeing people and always returning 
to ... the Obersalzberg...

pp. 488/89, Ludecke, I knew H.


00010538.  PAGE 12

LUDECKE

Then he told me about his police-dogs at Haus 
Wachenfeld - Blonda, Much, and Wolf. Bolnda [sic] 
was his special pet, and like a boy he imitated her 
wiles for wheedling favors out of him.
 
During our evening in which he talked almost 
continuously without giving me even a moment 
of boredom, I kept sufficient detachment to 
observe the expertness with which Hitler created 
his effects - drawing forth details from a mind 
which had them ready in nice order, modulating his 
voice, using his body, his head, his hands, his mobile 
face. It was not so much conscious acting as the 
perfect co-ordination of impulse and expression, 
something that had become second nature with him.... 
Even in his intimate and cozy moment, I sensed no 
attitude of familiarity towards him on the part of 
his staff; there was always a certain distance about 
him, that subtle quality of aloofness which unquestionably 
contributes to his unusual ability to deal with individuals....
 
pp. 4(?), Ludecke, I knew H.

...I visited Hitler in his luxurious, modern flat of eight 
or nine beautiful, large rooms covering the entire second 
floor of 16 Prinzregentenplatz ... His body-guard was 
quartered somewhere on the ground floor. The same 
Frau Winter who had looked after him in the [unreadable] 
was now keeping house for him; his sister spent most 
of her time at Haus Wachenfeld.
 
...This flat showed for pure legend the idea that Hitler 
was still living simply. The furniture had been designed 
by Ludwig Trosst... and Hitler would not have accepted 
such a service for nothing, since he always made a 
point of refusing important gifts. It was legend likewise 
that he still lived exclusively on his earnings as a writer. 
He had a fleet of private cars at his disposal; his gasoline 
and travel bills were always paid by his adjutant, 
Brueckner, out of an expense account provided by 
Party funds. Though occasionally he kept to second- 
or third-rate histelries [sic] endeared to him from 
the old days, for the most part he stayed at first-class hotels.

...With visible pride Hitler conducted me to his library, 
an attractive, cozy room, lined with several thousand 
books, many of them gifts... He waved me on into his 
study, ... which... somehow reminded me of a college-boy's 
study fitted out by rich parents.
 
pp. 507/08, Ludecke, I knew H.

00010539.GIF  Page 13

LUDECKE
 
The Fuehrer came in late, looking very preoccupied, and 
restraint fell over the table. He ate hurriedly and said 
little. The moment he left...the jollity welled up again. 
Few people ever seem really at ease in Hitler's presence.
(Munich, 1932)
 
p. 512, Ludecke, I knew H.

The time of farewells had arrived and Hitler seemed 
genuinely moved... his eyes were moits [sic]. With as 
much spontaneity as I had ever seen in him, he clasped my hand...
 
... all his personnel idolizes him ... the office-girl dashed 
up to the car, after the driver had started the motor, 
laid a bundle at Hitler's feet and said: "Herr Hitler, 
here's the rug you wanted..." and then scurried shyly away...
 
pp. 512/513 Ludecke, I knew H.

As usual Hitler sat in the front seat beside the driver. 
He adores automobiles and knows everything about 
them, but told me regretfully that he dared not drive, 
for in case of accident he would be personally responsible. 
Systematically he was subduing everything to his plan ... 
I realized how amazingly he had learned to discipline 
himself.... 
 
p. 512, Ludecke, I knew H.

(In the Carlton tea-room in Munich,fall, 1932; with 
Hoffmann, his wife, the Schirachs and the author.)

...Hitler, completely at ease and saying little, plundering 
the pastry with great gusto; content to indulge in his sweet 
tooth and his fondness for cakes and "Melhspeisen." Relaxed 
as he was, he gave me the best opportunity to study the 
physical man since my return. He wore no jewelry, as 
always, and looked very neat and clean in his dark blue 
suit, which fitted him none too well, for he was still 
loyal to his third-class tailor. His once lean and serious 
face with its cruel, ugly, and individual mouth was 
beginning to be caricatured by furrows along his nose 
and cheeks and by the start of pouches underneath eyes 
and chin. For the first time I observed that he seldom 
shows his teeth, probably because they are bad; there 
are several prominent gold teeth ..... contrary to the 
prevalent impression, he is not "alpine" either in stature 
or head. He is narrow-faced and dolichocephalic rather...
 
pp. 514/15, Ludecke, I knew H.

00010540.GIF Page 19

Ludecke

(Same night in Munich)

...Hitler did not feel like [unreadable] evening, and 
invited us all to his flat. "It's too early for bed," he said.

I had a little tete-a-tete with the Professor (Troost)

...I was interested to know what this man ... thought 
of Hitler as a man. I told him that I had been surprised 
to discover that Hitler, who had never seen it, knew 
more about the lay-out and the structure of the Paris 
Opera than I did myself...
 
"Yes, it's extraordinary," said Troost, "the scope of 
what he knows. I've found ... that his theoretical 
knowledge of architecture exceeds mine. He has a 
remarkable sense for effects...."

p. 518, Ludecke, I knew H.

By this time he was talking entirely to me; it is his 
habit to center himself on one person when he gets 
warmed up. The others were listening intently enough 
except the good Hoffmann, who... had concentrated on 
the wine with such good effect... that he dumped the 
bottle over, and the precious liquid spilled over the 
priceless little table ... and, on the priceless rug. Hitler 
stopped. He looked up frowning, lifted his shoulders 
in annoyance, but said nothing.
 
pp. 519/20, Ludecke, I knew H.

Talk against Christianity and for new Heathen faith 
to be established after access to power.
 
pp. 520/21; Ludecke, I knew H.

(Next day, in a car between Munich and Berlin)
Hitler, half turned toward me, and with his arm over 
the back of the seat, asked me to talk about America. 
He was delighted to hear that as a boy I had devoured 
Karl May's stories about the Indians, Old Shatterhand 
and Winnetou,  and said that he could still read them 
and get a thrill out of them. He was all ear for my 
experiences... Whenever I mentioned books, such as 
Prescott's Conquest of Mexico, and Conquest of Peru, 
Denny's America Conquers Britain and We Fight for Oil, 
or Frank H. Simonds' Can Europe Keep the Peace? 
he would ask Schaub to write down the titles. 
He questioned me about the Roosevelt campaign, 
the American crisis, the probability of a great 
change in the United States. He was much interested 
in Prohibition. Though a teetotaler, he was no bigot 
on the question... It pleased me to see how well Hitler 
had learned to listen....

p. 524, Ludecke. I knew H.

00010541.GIF  Page 20

We sped on through the ... night. Schreck asked 
me to tell them some more about America... the 
Fuehrer visibly fatigued, was trying to follow 
but would doze off repeatedly, rousing himself 
with a grimace. Whenever he nodded I would stop 
gladly enough, but Hitler would say, "Go on, go 
on, - I mustn't fall asleep. I'm listening."...
 
...I dozed off... Hitler's very earthly voice was jarring 
on my ears... we stopped... the men were all out of the 
cars... Suddenly I realized that I was missing what was, 
in its way, a moment of quasi-historical interest. I 
stepped out and advanced a little. Yes... Hitler, too, 
like any ordinary mortal... head bent. Over his shoulder 
he said to me: "We're lucky, Ludecke, not a drop of rain." 
I've always been delighted by the transparency of the 
association of simple ideas.... Was this, I asked, also 
one of the favorite stops he had told me about? "Yes, 
very likely," he said cheerfully. "Of course, I passed 
here at all times of the day." ....
 
pp. 527/28, Ludecke, I knew H.

There was still a light in Hitler's room at four in 
the morning....
 
p . 5(?), Ludecke, I knew H.

(Next morning trip continued)
 
.. I was riding in Hoffman's car... Our car managed to 
follow... About noon we saw their cars stopped by 
the wayside, and Hitler, swining [sic] his whip, again 
standing in the middle of the road, feet planted wide apart.
 
Hoffmann is a fairly good but decidedly abrupt driver 
and he missed running Hitler down by only an inch. The 
car stopped at the precise spot where the Fuehrer had 
been standing before he made his frantic leap away. 
And what a jump - terror, amazement, outraged fury 
on his face all at once... Hitler was gasping for breath.
 
"Hoffmann!" be bawled. "You are crazy - positively you 
are crazy!" That was all he said. And a minute later he 
was obligingly consenting to pose for a picture....
 
p. 589, Ludecke, I knew H.


00010542.GIF  Page 21

LUDECKE

 (same trip)
 
Hitler and I sat together ... knowing the Fuehrer's passion 
for newspapers, I took from m coat a well-know Norwegian 
daily containing an article about him. As soon as Hitler saw 
his name in fat letters on the front he asked me about it.

...I pulled out the (German translation...) Hitler read it in 
growing fury.... this article ridiculed him mercilessly.

....Then I read him this quotation which I ascribed simple 
to "Mrs. Lewis, the wife of one of America's best known 
novelists."
 
...Hitler looked puzzled. :Who is this Mrs. Lewis, anyway?" 
he asked. I reminded him meeting Dorothy Thompson in 
Berlin...
 
"Ja, Ja, now I remember. Hanfstaengl again..."
 
pp. 530/31, Ludecke, I knew H.

When we walked into Hitler's anteroom at the Kaiserhof, 
there was .... Hanfstaengl. In the presence of all of us, 
Hitler attacked him in the tone of a sergeant speaking 
to his stupidest recruit.

"Was haben Sie da wieder genacht! Verfluchte Scheinerei! 
Paus! Scheren Sie sich [unreadable]. Ich will sie nicht 
mehr sehen!"
 
And the poor fellow stalked dazedly away, leaving us 
quivering inwardly with embarrassment.

p. 533/534/ Ludecke, I knew H.

(Youth meeting at Potsdam)
 
Hitler was distressed when the Prince [unreadable] told 
him of the difficulties of the meeting had created. The 
town was prepared to take 40,000 children ... twice that 
number had arrived, thousands of them had been on the 
road for days...
 
"I was afraid of this," said Hitler in a troubled voice. 
Schirach is too young for this job. ... the children 
mustn't sleep under the open sky."
 
...The Fuehrer was so concerned that after he had 
eaten something he drove out to Potsdam again at 
midnight, and did not return until he had made sure 
that everything possible was being done for the 
comfort of the children.
 
Hitler wasn't in bed till well after four, but at 
seven he was again in Potsdam, walking about to 
animate the weary children.
 
p. 534, Ludecke, I knew H.

00010543.GIF  Page 22

LUDECKE

...The Fuehrer stood reviewing the parade with his 
arm constantly lifted ... from eleven in the morning 
till six in the evening....
 
...The Fuehrer ... was sitting in a corner of the 
compartment, utterly spent.
 
Hitler motioned weakly to us to come in. He put 
the films in his pocket, nodded to me, but said 
nothing. Seeing how exhausted he was, I sat down 
for the barest moment. He looked for a second into 
my eyes, clasped my hand feebly, and I left.

pp. 535, 537; Ludecke, I knew H.

(Berlin, Hitler already Chancellor)

...a door opened and Hitler came out... Recognizing me 
he came up and exclaimed: "Oh, Ludecke, Sie sind's - 
wei geht's?... Wait right here, I'll be back in a moment. 
Ich muss mal..." and he pointed to a door behind me 
through which he disappeared.
 
... In less than a minute he was back and took me into 
his working room...
 
.. I sat in a comfortable armchair... while Hitler perched 
easily on the arm of his chair... and we chatted as if this 
were an ordinary event. He looked well; a quiet energy lent 
strength to his appearance...

p. 574, Ludecke, I knew H.

At Strasser's name that foxy expression flashed over 
Hitler's face. Although he has learned to exercise 
marvelous self-control, he is by nature too impulsive 
entirely to control his eyes and mouth. Whenever 
something really touches him and he passes over it 
without a word, one who has known him from the 
early days can read a lot in the expression of his 
mobile face.
 
"Yes - that Strasser affair," he said, suppressed 
anger and contemot [sic] in his voice.
 
p. 575, Ludecke, I knew H.
 
".. And just call me Herr Hitler, plain Herr Hitler, 
always for my friends..."
 
p. 576, Ludecke, I knew H.

...we were walking up and down the terrace which had 
a good view of the chancellery garden... Suddenly Hitler 
gripped my arm.

"There! You see? There he is - the old one..."half aloud, 
leaning forward with pointed finger, Yes, there was old 
Hindenberg,

00010544.GIF Page 23

LUDECKE

stumping along the path... Hitler stretched himself and 
turned to me with a strangely hypnotized look in his 
remarable [sic] eyes. Slowly he said again, as if half 
to himself: "Ja, ja, da geht der Alte."
 
p. 609, Ludecke, I knew H.

(Lunch with Hitler, 1933)

Kannenberg grimaced at ... ,y laughter broke through...
 
"Nanu, Ludecke," Hitler said. "What's the matter?"
 
... I hesitated in embarrassment... began to invent a 
train of thought... the story was drawing to its scandalous 
conclusion, having to do with a specially designed chair 
installed for ... convenience (of a very fat man) at the 
famous Maison Chabanais in Paris....
 
"Stop, Ludecke, stop," Hitler cried. "Leave the rest to 
our imagination... That reminds me of a present I have in 
store for you... what I mean is a muzzle...."
 
pp. 629/30, Ludecke, I knew H.

As I turned into the corridor of the Chancellery... I almost 
bumped into the Fuehrer, who seemed to be in a hurry. ... 
He looked preoccupied and stared at me with blank eyes 
for a moment without saying anything....
 
He looked at me with an expression of surprise, anger 
and impatience. Did his almost feminine intuition sense 
that contempt which I did not like to admit even to myself? ...
 
It was the last I ever saw of him.
 
p. 670, Ludecke, I knew H.


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