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HEINZ A. HEINZ
Germany's Hitler
London, Hurst & Blackett, Ltd. 1934; pp. 288

Typical Pro-Nazi biography:

Omitted: any mention of the fact that the father's name 
had been Schicklgruber; that he had been married three 
times. Angela Raubal is made his real sister.
One cousin, farmer in Austria, of name of Ludwig Schwatz,
is mentioned.
Places where the family lived all mixed up. Lambach, 
however is mentioned, and the fact that there was a 
swastika there in the keystone of an archway and in a 
prie-dieu. Question raised of whether this influenced 
Hitler to adopt the swastika?

Former schoolmates from the Realschule Linz about A.H.:

"I met him," said Herr A. "in 1901, here in the Realschule. 
We were 32 boys all told, all from the same class of life. 
There was no private school at Linz at that time.
          
Hitler didn't live in Linz, but just outside, at a place 
called Leonding. He ate his midday meal somewhere 
roundabouts, and was generally off home in the afternoon, 
as soon as school was over. That's how it happened we 
didn't see so very much of him, except during school 
hours, and playing Indians, when he was always on hand.
          
We all liked him, at desk and at play. He was no more 
hefty than the rest of us, but an enterprising little chap. 
He had 'guts'. He wasn't a hot-head but really more
amenable than a good many. He exhibited two 
extremes of character which are not often seen 
in unison, he was a quiet fanatic. The whole class 
acknowledged this boy as the leader.
          
His favorite lessons were history, geography and 
German. The history master was often astonished 
at Hitler's aptitude for this study. - Herr Dr. Huemer 
was our teacher for German. He always picked on Hitler 
for Repeater, that is, something would be read aloud to 
us and then one of the boys had to get up and tell it 
again in his own words. As a rule Hitler made the repeat 
a jolly sight more interesting than the original.
         
He was good at gym, too. He topped the gym class 
as long as he was at school.
          
Hitler didn't bother very much about what he'd got 
to learn, only over what he wanted to learn. When 
things were taught which didn't interest him he 
read Cooper's Leather Stocking or something of that 
sort; subjects which he liked such as history, however, 
he followed with close attebtion [sic].
         
The accounts of battles we played out for ourselves 
in our 'Indian' games, down by the Danube meadows. 
Hitler loved this sort of thing. He gloried in a scrum, 
and always made for the most redoubtable enemy, 
when the two would have a first class wrestle. 
Hitler got 'all het up' over this.
         
He was very hot, too, .... about being German ....

p. 28/29, Heinz, Germany's Hitler.


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Heinz A. Heinz
Germany's Hitler                        

(Still Herr A. on Hitler).
         
"I saw him again in 1926. I went to his lodging there 
(Munich) He was awfully pleased to hear of old Linz 
again, and told me not to fail to look him up now and 
again. So, I've done so a few times, and always found 
him friendly, always the old "Schulkamerad".

p. 29

(Account of another schoolmate, Herr Y.)
         
"Once, ...... during his school days Hitler stayed for a 
little time with an old lady in Linz. This old lady herself 
told the tale of how the boy was always buying candles, 
and she couldn't make out what it was he did always 
to be needing a light at night. She surprised him on one 
occasion, and found him doubled up over maps, very busy 
doing something to them with colored pencils. She asked: 
'Why, Adolf, what on earth do you suppose you are doing?' 
and he looked up and smiled and said: ' Studying maps.'                    
p. 29

         
Herr Y. showed me quite a treasure, a.little watercolor
he himself had once begun, as a boy at school, and which 
Hitler had finished for him. The subject was a picturesque little
mill among the mountains. It was quite obvious where one 
artist had left off and the other had taken on. "Hitler was the
best boy in the drawing class," said Herr Y. "he used shades
in painting which never occurred to us, and painted things so
lifelike we were all astonished."                                   
pp. 29/30

       
Herr Z. on Hitler:
       
"Sometimes we went after apples together ....like the rest
of the kids hereabouts, but Hitler never began munching his
before everybody else had got one. Otherwise he tossed his
over. Sometimes he'd sit on the churchyard wall, staring up
at the stars. ....."                           pp. 30/31


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Heinz A. Heinz

Frau Popp, Hitler's landlady in Munich:

"...It was a fine Sunday afternoon in springtime,1912, 
when somebody knocked and  we went to open the door. 
A young man stood there and said he'd like to see the room 
we had to let. So I showed it to him.... The young man and 
I soon came to terms. He said it would do him all right, and 
paid a deposit.
 
"I remember I went back into the kitchen and told our Peppi 
and our Liesl - they were only eleven and seven then - not 
to make so much noise, we'd got  a new lodger.

Then later I went in again to ask the young man to fill up his 
registration particulars. In small, somewhat cramped 
handwriting he scribbled "Adolf Hitler, Architekturmuler 
aus Wein....
 
Next morning my Herr Hitler went out and came back again 
in no time with an easel he had picked up somewhere, He 
began his painting straight away and stuck to his work for 
hours. In a couple of days I saw two lovely pictures finished 
and lying on the table, one of the Cathedral and the other of 
the Theatinerkirche. After that my lodger used to go out 
early of a morning with a portfolio under his arm in search 
of customers. He generally visited the same set of people 
who got interested in his work and sometimes purchased 
his sketches.

But he spent a tremendous lot of time, too in the State 
Library. He was always getting new books from there. 
After he'd spent the lifelong day at his painting and drawing 
and what all, he'd often and often sit up all night over these 
books. I had a look, too, what sort they were, - all political 
stuff and that and how to go on in Parliament. I couldn't 
make it out a bit what he had to do with such things, and 
why he bothered his head over them.

At the beginning, he used to go out to eat in some restaurant 
or other. Then, after a week or two, be bagn [sic] bringing 
home a bit of sausage for dinner or a Nuss-Zopf (small white 
loaf). I supposed he had a bit of money put by somewhere. I 
know he must have pinched and scraped all that first year he 
was with us, and often got up hungry from table. He was very 
well behaved and never thought of coming into my kitchen 
when he wanted a drop of water for his tea without knocking. 
I'd holler, 'Come in!' and he'd open the door and say, 'Do you 
mind?' polite as anything.

Of course, we said he was to come right in and sit down. 
The [sic] he'd ask permission to make his tea. We said he 
didn't need to make any fuss, he was always welcome any 
time, but he was always like that. I never in my life knew 
such a good-mannered young man!

My husband was sorry for him having to stint himself so 
hard, and more than once asked him to sit down and have 
a bite with us. But he never would, he never did. I liked 
that in him very much.
                 

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