"He is a little man . . . whose countenance is a caricature of a drummer boy risen too high."— I Saw Hitler by Dorothy Thompson, 1932.
When hoarse ecstatic Ernst Franz Sedgwick Hanfstaengl goes to his bed at night, one of the things that sets his large ears tingling is the thought that it was due to his persistent efforts that the sharp-eyed wife of Novelist Sinclair Lewis was given a personal interview by the still unrecognized Adolf Hitler in 1931. The thin booklet...
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