Hitler Is Alive!

  “Then the door opened and Hitler came in. I remember him well. He was shorter than the photographs show, and had a slightly hunched back. He kissed my mother’s hand and then kissed me on the cheeks and forehead, picked me up and placed me on his knees.

  “He called me ‘Mein Kind’—my child—but I thought nothing of it at that time because this was the usual mode of address by elderly or middle-aged persons towards children of relatives or friends.

  “Breakfast was served by two waitresses, and then Hitler asked me how I liked going to school. I was in first grade then. His right arm trembled, his eyes bulged in a rather funny way, and his mustache tickled me when he kissed me again and again. ‘My Gisela should have the best education German culture can provide,’ Hitler told my mother when we parted three hours later.

  “I think that a substantial amount of money transfer from Berlin arrived in Frankfurt a few days after our visit to Hitler’s headquarters. My mother bought German industrial shares and bank securities, opening a trust fund in my name. The shares alone are worth a fortune today, but I would not touch a penny of this cursed money even if I starved to death.

  “On our way back to Frankfurt, my mother cried with bitter tears. ‘We could have been so happy,’ she moaned. I could not understand the reason for her tears. ‘Did Uncle Adolf offend you, mummy?’ I wanted to know. ‘He is your father, Gisela, and I love him with the purest and strongest love a woman can ever feel,’ she burst out.

  “I did not comprehend too much, and I frankly thought she was just hysterical. That was the last time I saw my father. Our next meeting, scheduled for November 4, 1944, was called off because he was seriously hurt in the July 20 assassination attempt and the East German headquarters were overrun by the Russians.

  “In April 1945 I stood on the balcony of our Frankfurt apartment, watching American troops marching in. The Third Reich was crumbling into dust, and the war was over for us. Like any other child I was curious to see the American tanks, trucks and soldiers. Just then I heard wild shouts in the bedroom, and my mother’s shouts—Hilfe, Hilfe! Help, Help!

  “I thought gangsters broke into our apartment to rob and plunder, but when I entered the bedroom I saw my mother holding on to my father’s picture in an ornate leather frame and a bundle of letters, while Dr. Hoser, my stepfather, was beating her with his gloves, trying to wrest the picture and letters from her.

  “I gathered from their quarrel that my stepfather was scared to death of the disastrous consequences he was sure would follow if my father’s letters were found in my mother’s possession. ‘They will hang us, they will kill us!’ he kept repeating.

  “When my mother saw me, she tossed the picture and letters in my direction, asking me to hide them under the pillow, then she tackled her husband with a few basic judo grips. Not for nothing was she the Olympic Games champion and winner of two gold medals for athletics. She was out of practice, but my stepfather yelped with pain as she rushed him out of the bedroom, retrieved the letters, kissed my father’s picture and locked them up.

  Another Family Battle

  “One day later, the radio brought us news of my father’s death in Berlin. My mother refused to believe that the Fuehrer committed suicide. She had another row with her husband, and accused him of treason. Dr. Hoser packed his bags, pinched me in the neck and left us for good. I never saw him again, but I heard from my mother that he is somewhere in South America. He sent her a divorce by mail in 1948.

  “After finishing high school, I graduated from the Frankfurt University’s Dental School and went to work in a clinic where I met my husband.”

  When did she learn that she was dating a Jew?

  “After I treated his tooth, he asked me for a date,” she told me. “Now patients tried to date me before, but I never agreed. This time, however, something clicked in my heart and I said why not tonight? We went to a night club and he took me home in his car. We arranged to meet in front of the Public Library the next afternoon. We discussed books, and then Philippe mentioned that he is the author of a book published the year before. What’s the book’s name? I wanted to know. He said ‘Everyone Has His Jew.’

  “I thought he was just kidding at first, and then when I found out he was serious, it was too late to do anything about it. I was in love with Philippe.

  “In any case, I was scared to death of his reaction to my descent. Should I tell him or not?

  “After two weeks of going steady, Philippe and I decided to get married. I knew all about him by then, including the fact that he was a rabbi’s son and that his father was murdered in a Nazi concentration camp, on my father’s orders.

  “I still had not told him about myself, but when I informed my mother that I was going to marry a rabbi’s son, she had a nervous breakdown. ‘You can’t marry a Jew!’ she screamed in a tantrum. ‘Why not?’ I wanted to know. ‘Because you are Adolf Hitler’s daughter!’

  “We had a big quarrel then and I ran away from home. I sobbed the story out on Philippe’s shoulder, and he said he would love me and marry me even if I were the Devil’s daughter!

  “You are not responsible for the biological fact that Adolf Hitler was your father,” Philippe reassured me, and that remains my stand now.

  ADOLF HITLER’S DAUGHTER SAYS: MY FATHER IS STILL ALIVE!

  by HARVEY WILSON

  Married to a rabbi’s son, Gisela says that her father would never have killed himself, and his suicide is a myth!

  “In the early days of April 1945 there was an air of gloom and despair over our apartment in Frankfurt. American troops were closing in on the city and there were radio reports that the Russians were fighting fiercely to take Berlin,” Gisela Marvin, the daughter of Adolf Hitler, vividly recalled, when interviewed at the Ledra Palace Hotel in Nicosia, Cyprus.

  “My mother cried for days on end, until she got a letter from Berlin. It was delivered by a special messenger in a black S.S. uniform, in a heavy manila envelope bearing the Reich Chancellery seal on both sides.

  “It was my father’s last message to her. He asked her to take good care of his child, meaning me, and stressed the importance of a good education.

  “My mother realized right away that the end of the Third Reich was not far away and she felt that Hitler, my father, was preparing to go into exile.

  “Several weeks later,” Gisela continued, “The radio brought us news of my father’s death in Berlin. My mother refused to believe that the Fuehrer committed suicide. ‘He’d never do that!’ she told me.

  Hitler Had a Double

  “Even years after the war, my mother maintains that he is alive and hiding somewhere. She knows some things most people have no idea about. For example, my father had a double who took over most duties exposing him to danger after the July 20, 1944 attempt on his life.

  “My mother pointed out repeatedly that no coroner in the world would pronounce my father dead, for two reasons. His body has never been produced for an inquest and the people who claim to have seen him dead never were questioned in court.

  “Moreover, all accounts agree that some time elapsed before he and Eva Braun closed themselves in their bedroom, swallowed the poison and fired the fatal shot. The door remained unlocked for about twenty minutes. Anyone could have entered and planted a double and smuggled my father out to a plane which waited on a nearby emergency landing strip.

  ‘Yes,” said Gisela, emphatically, “I believe Adolf Hitler, my father, is still alive.”

  This isn’t the first time a member of Der Fuehrer’s family has voiced an opinion that the man who once ruled Germany escaped from the smoldering ruins of Berlin.

  Der Fuehrer’s only sister, Paula, living on a pension in a small village in West Germany, is also convinced that the dictator fled from the war-torn capital of the Third Reich.

  “How can anyone say he’s dead, when his body was never found, and the circumstances would indicate that he could have easily escaped,” she says.

  Strangely, the opinion
s of Hitler’s relatives are the same as those of the Allied officers who defeated the German armies.

  Lt. General Bedell Smith, World War II Chief of Staff to General Dwight D. Eisenhower and later Director of the Central Intelligence Agency, stated on October 12, 1945:

  “No human being can say conclusively that Hitler is dead.”

  Major General Floyd Parks, who led the first airborne division into Berlin on July 1, 1945 and became Commanding General of the United States sector of Berlin, announced that in the light of all available evidence he had received, Hitler may very well be alive.

  Major General Parks, made this revealing statement:

  “I remember being present on several occasions when Marshal Zhukov, the Russian commander told how he entered Berlin two months before, and conducted the on-the-spot investigation at the Reich Chancellery bunker into the report of Hitler’s death. Zhukov was strongly of the opinion that Hitler escaped. There was no evidence that Hitler died.”

  And, one of the most emphatic remarks came from the lips of Stalin.

  During the Potsdam Conference, President Truman asked the Soviet dictator whether the thought Hitler was dead.

  “He escaped,” Stalin answered.

  It took an official investigation conducted by Col. William Heimlich, Chief of US Intelligence, Berlin, to expose the fact that Hitler’s purported suicide was a hoax.

  “One thing is certain,” Col. Heimlich reported, “Hitler did not commit suicide. Reports that his body was burnt are false. He had an airfield at his disposal and a plane available for his escape.”

  Suicide Myth

  How did the myth of Hitler’s dramatic suicide get started?

  “The account of Hitler’s suicide was circulated by his trusted Nazi aides for the sole purpose of covering up his escape,” Col. Heimlich says. “I questioned them all and it was clear to me that they were pawns in perpetrating a hoax.

  “Then a British historian, a fellow called Trevor-Roper wrote a book called ‘Hitler’s Last Days’ which was based on accounts given him by Nazis. The book had a wide sale and was accepted as being authoritative. That’s one of the reasons the legend of Hitler’s suicide lingers on.”

  Allied Intelligence agents traced Hitler’s whereabouts to a heavily guarded Nazi outpost in the San Carlo Bariloche region of Argentina.

  Efforts to penetrate Der Fuehrer’s hideout have been made by Israeli agents. But they failed. It was through these efforts that they seized Adolf Eichman in Buenos Aires in 1962.

  When Gisela was interviewed at the hotel in Nicosia, Cyprus where she stayed overnight with her husband, Philippe Marvin, son of a rabbi, she concluded the interview by saying:

  “I rather hope that my father is still alive and reads these lines to learn that his only daughter has married a Jew.”

  Yes, truth is stranger than fiction—and the case of Adolf Hitler proves it.

  Hitler on the Road

  In this section we find Police Gazette investigative reporter George McGrath feeling his oats. He had, by far, the most bylines of the entire Hitler series, and by the fifteenth month after the Gazette’s first bombshell revelation, he’s developed more deep-background, unnamed sources than Bob Woodward. “For the sake of brevity,” McGrath writes of one source, “I shall call him ‘X.’” On a roll like Ruth in the ’20s, Gretzky in the ’80s, or Jordan in the ’90s, George McGrath—and his colleagues—give us superhuman feats of mystery solving and the skinny on exactly where Adolph Hitler and Eva Braun ended up.

  As a practical consideration, could Hitler have planned an escape? The handwriting was on the wall long before April 30, 1945. You didn’t need to be world’s greatest medium, Madame Luce Vidi, to know where the Third Reich was heading by late 1943. And if you were keen on strategy, you knew fatal decisions were being made as early as 1941. So smart Nazis had anywhere from eighteen months to four years to plan and refine contingencies. If Hitler didn’t plan an escape, therefore, one has to believe it was his intention to perpetrate the greatest murder/suicide rampage in history. And that would mean he was crazy. …

  Where, then, would be the place most welcoming to criminals against humanity, specifically those of the German persuasion? In this section, the Gazette makes the case for Argentina, a contention, incidentally, disputed by no one. There was already a significant German-Argentine population—about 250,000—living there during the years of the Third Reich. Steady immigration and close ties had characterized relations between the two countries since German unification in 1871.

  But any Nazi seeking a safe haven would still need a friend in high places, and that friend was Juan Perón. Vice president of Argentina in 1944 and ’45, then president from 1946 onward, Perón made no secret of his willingness to offer protection to those looking to escape the fall of Germany. Adolph Eichmann and Josef Mengele were two prominent Nazis known to have taken him up on his offer.

  Eichmann was not safe permanently, however. In 1960, Israeli agents kidnapped the final-solution kingpin near his home in Buenos Aires and brought him back to Israel for trial, where he was convicted and sentenced to death. Mengele, on the other hand, was never caught. Could Hitler have enjoyed the same fate? Only the Police Gazette has the definitive answer!

  EYEWITNESS REPORTS: Hitler Seen Alive!

  by GEORGE McGRATH

  US Government has photostatic copies of documents showing how Hitler and top aides landed secretly on Colombian coast.

  It was midnight, April 29, 1945.

  The lurid, reddish flash of artillery ran in an almost unbroken arc from the Botanical Gardens in the north, around the eastern perimeter of Berlin, to the airfield in the south.

  Mingled with the whine and heavy explosion of the shells was the staccato burst of machinegun fire; the duller thud of mortars. The Russians were closing in on the doomed city.

  Against the late spring night, the heavier dark bombed skeletons of the famous Reichschancellery and the Wilhelmstrasse ministries reached starkly to the sky.

  German “Operation Fog” was about to begin. “Operation Fog” was the code name for Hitler’s plan of escape.

  On one side of the Charlottenburgerstrasse stood a small airplane, its motor idling gently, the noise drowned by the din of battle as the Russians forced their way through the suburbs of Berlin.

  Three people picked their way silently across the rubble-strewn ground above Hitler’s “bunker” and headed for the plane. One wore a long dustcoat and flat military hat. His eyes glittered. At his side was a woman, who shivered despite the warmth of her fur coat. Behind them was a man in the uniform of a German officer.

  Marshal Ritter von Greim’s heels clicked as he helped the man and woman climb aboard. Ritter von Greim was chief of the Luftwaffe. He saluted briefly and turned back. The light plane, that same model Fieseler-Storck which had snatched Mussolini from the Allies, waddled out into the middle of the wide street, its engine roared. Seconds later it was airborne.

  Adolf Hitler and Eva Braun, the mistress he had married about three hours before, had fled from Berlin!

  He had escaped the on sweeping Russians by a few scant hours.

  This was the setting for Hitler’s departure from his ruined capital, so far as I was able to piece together threads of evidence gathered by Allied intelligence agents.

  I consulted official government records; I talked to many agents who had worked on the “Hitler case”; I went over official reports from the Argentine and from Colombia.

  Exclusively, and for the first time, the Police Gazette revealed last March that Hitler and Eva Braun had made their way to a new hideout home in the Antarctic Continent—the “impregnable fortress” Shangri-La about which Admiral Karl Doenitz had boasted as early as 1943.

  At that time certain official documents were still on the “classified” list and the Police Gazette had been denied access to many aspects of the Fuehrer’s flight.

  I have now seen these documents. They categorically confirm that Hitler is aliv
e.

  These documents reveal that Hitler made an intermediary stopover in Colombia on his way to the Antarctic Shangri-La.

  I was given no explanation for this amazing stopover. Undoubtedly, there are other documents, which still remain out of reach, and which might explain many cloudy issues. On the basis of agents’ reports I deduced that the final German debacle had come too swiftly, sooner than expected, and that the Antarctic hideout was not quite ready for Hitler’s immediate occupancy.

  As I shall show, these records include a report that Eva Braun, Hitler’s mistress-wife, died in the U-boat on the way to safety and freedom and was buried at sea.

  I hesitate to take a stand for or against this. I shall merely present the facts and let the reader judge. Other reports confirm that no woman landed off this U-boat on Colombia shores.

  But that does not mean that Eva Braun did not proceed direct to the Antarctic base. There is reason to believe that Eva was expecting a baby. Hitler might have preferred to see her in safety as well as safeguard a possible male descendant while he temporarily salvaged the Nazi party as best he could from South America.

  The picture of their escape from Berlin remained confused for many years but the Police Gazette can now present a clear and detailed account, based on reports I saw and agents I talked to.

  Der Fuehrer had left bloodshed and ruin behind him. His dreams of empire had been smashed; his country laid waste by the war he had visited upon others; his cities devastated by the air arm he had vaunted as Germany’s might.

  In Hitler’s Reichschancellery “bunker” the stage was set for history’s most fantastic and colossal deception. While the real Hitler was in full flight to Hamburg, there was a dazed and broken man resembling him in all details bidding a final goodbye to the staff of personal servants. Two hours later this man had been shot through the mouth and naptha-fed flames were licking at the half-blanketed body of the unknown “double.”

  “Not Hitler’s Body”

  Intelligence reports show that within a few hours of Hitler’s departure the only two men in on the secret of this “bunker” drama—Dr. Stumpfegger and Marshal Ritter von Greim—hastily left Berlin.