Proof of the depth of his feelings is that for Adolf, throughout these years, no other woman but Stefanie existed -- how unlike the usual boy's love, which is always changing its object. The son of an upholsterer in Linz, inspired early with a passion for music, Kubizek first met Hitler late in 1904 when both were competing for standing room at the opera. I see in the father's character an explanation of the strange behaviour of the son, whose constant restlessness puzzled me for so long. There was only one point in my report that disturbed him greatly: Stefanie danced, and, according to the cellists assurance, she danced well, and enjoyed it. Unlike most other opera composers, Wagner wrote both the music and libretto for every one of his stage works. Then with a few strokes he sketched the original castle, drew in the moat and the drawbridge and adorned the walls with fanciful pinnacles and turrets. Such visits were revealing to me, for Adolf was by nature very reserved.
But my friend went red with rage. Such dreaming did not really help my work, and at times it would happen that the pieces of wallpaper were sadly out of position. A beggar, standing before the church, would be an occasion for him to hold forth on the need for a State scheme for the old, which would do away with begging. The Archives also houses the oral history projects for Rev. I felt terribly lonely, like an outcast, as lonely as only a young man can be to whom is revealed, for the first time, life's beauty and its danger. It was understandable that he should wantto live only in a town.
It is most revealing that the young Hitler, who so thoroughly despised bourgeois society, nevertheless, as far as his love affair was concerned, observed its codes and etiquette more strictly than many a member of the bourgeoisie itself. One feels the lack of it, people of his entourage said. It was rather that in his diction, especially in the rhythm of his speech, there was something Bavarian. For if you leaned againstthe walls, these very columns were always in yourfield of vision. Whenever we combined our Sunday trip with an outing for my parents, which for us had the advantage that my father treated us to a good meal in a country inn, we started out early enough to meet them at our destination, to which they had come by train.
When the sun shone brightly in the streets and a fresh, revivifying wind brought the smell of the woods into the town, an irresistible force drove him out of the narrow, stuffy streets into the woods and fields. All this had been so different at the elementary school, where the easygoing teacher knew all his pupils intimately and used to take his regular drink with their fathers in the evening. I didn't miss a single opera performance. It is significant that not one of his many schoolmates could claim any close relationship or friendship with him. Aren't these people raving mad? Even from my mother I hid my hopes and plans, but she perhaps guessed what was occupying my thoughts. In short, he had weak lungs.
He did not need music for his movements. One thing he could not do was to pass over something with a smile. But here the trick did not work. Klara Pölzl had a miserable childhood in the poor and wretched home where there were so many children. His form master was now Professor Eduard Huemer, who besides German, also taughtFrench, the only foreign language taught in the lowerforms of the technical school and also, to my knowledge, the only foreign language which Adolf Hitler ever studied, or rather was made to study. Here he could once more find his own self, since here he was not obliged, as he was in town, eternally to be taking sides.
I used to ask myself why Adolf, in spite of all these pronounced capabilities, did not get on better in Vienna; only later did I realise that professional success was not at all his ambition. Adolf Hitler spent a brief period there while in his teens. When we were unsuccessful Adolf had a strange idea. Itwould have been improper to salute Stefanie, as neither of us had been introduced to the young lady. Frau Klara Hitler, nee Polzl, was born on August 12, 1860, in Spital, a poor village in the Waldviertel. But this attitude often gave way to fits of raging jealousy; then Adolf would be desperate when Stefanie ignored the pale youth who was waiting for her, and concentrated her attention instead on the young lieutenant escorting her.
By no means did I imagine he was work-shy, for there was not even a grain of the superficial, carefree idler in him. My mother's grief was boundless. . He used to insist that, once he met Stefanie, everything would become clear without as much as a word being exchanged. At the time of Raubal's death, only a few years after his marriage to Angela, the break between him and Adolf was already complete.
He was released on 8 April 1947. And as though that were not enough, Raubal thought it was his duty to support his father-in-law's views by urging Adolf to become a civil servant himself. There were violent scenes, which often ended in the father giving him a good hiding, as Adolf told me himself. I considered myself as part of the family -- there was hardly anybody else who visited them. It has to be noted that in particular in the rural areas, there is quite often no gymnasium available, so everyone attends the hauptschule. Aren't these people raving mad? On the contrary, he avoided them and pretended notto recognise them when he met them in the street. And, above all, in spite of the many problems that beset me there was nobody in whom I could confide.