family let me copy all his
manuscripts about his
twenty years as Hitler's
senior aide, as did Wilbelm Brückner's son.
The same file shows Hitler acting to stop the Nazi heavyweight Max Schmeling staging a return fight against the Negro Joe Louis. ("As you know," Julius Schaub wrote to the sports minister on March 2, 1939, "the Führer was against the fight in the first place.")
close friend and adjutant Julius Schaub
jubilant boast to his
staff on that evening, as the last celebrating guests left the Berlin Chancellery building: "No power on earth will get me out of this building alive!"
History saw this prophecy fulfilled, as the handful of remaining Nazi faithfuls trooped uneasily into his
underground study on April 30, 1945, surveyed his
still-warm remains-slouched on a couch, with blood trickling from the sagging lower jaw, and a gunshot wound in the right temple-and sniffed the bitter-almonds smell hanging in the air.
Wrapped in a gray army blanket, he
was carried up to the shell-blasted Chancellery garden.
Gasoline was slopped over him in a reeking crater and ignited while his
staff hurriedly saluted and backed down into the shelter.