White-faced and shaking, Adolf Hitler last week stood beside an open grave in Gräfelfing cemetery near Munich. Massed behind him were most of Germany's Nazi bigwigs. The Realmleader had come to bury his chauffeur, Julius Schreck, 32, dead of inflammation of the brain. The service was brief, manly, preacherless. A Nazi philosopher orated on the theme, "Let the furies of hell battle against me; I will ride through death and the devil." Instead of a psalm, the mourners sang Though All Should Prove Unfaithful, anthem of Nazidom's elite Schutzstaffel (Black Shirts), whose...
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