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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