MEMORANDUM FOR THE OFFICER IN
Subject: Interrogation of Frau Paula
WOLFF (Frl. Paula HITLER).
I was born at the estate of my father in
HARTFIELD, AUSTRIA, in 1896. My father was 60
years old at the time of my birth. He died when
I was 6. I know nothing about my father's
family. My brother and I spent little of our
time together, as he was 7 years older. He
attended the Realschule in STYRIA and spent only
his vacations at home. The death of my mother
left a deep impression on Adolf and myself. We
were both very much attached to her. Our mother
died in 1907 and Adolf never returned home after
Since I was so much younger than my brother,
he never considered me a playmate. He played a
leading role among his early companions. His
favorite game was cops and robbers, and that
sort of thing. He had a lot of companions. I
could not say what took place in their games, as
I was never present. Adolf as a child always
came home too late. He got a spanking every
night for not coming home on time.
After my brother finished school he went to
VIENNA. He wanted to go to the Academy and
become a painter, but nothing came of it. My
mother was very sick at the time. She was very
attached to Adolf and wanted him to stay home.
That's why he stayed. He left the house after
her death in 1907. I never saw him from 1908
until 1921. I have no idea what he did at this
time. I did not even know if he was still
He first visited me in 1921. I told him that
it would have been much easier for me if I had
had a brother. He said: 'I had nothing myself
How could I have helped you? I did not let you
know about myself because I could not have
helped you.' Since my father was an official we
received a pension of 50 kronen. This should
have been divided between Adolf and myself I
could have done nothing with 25 Kronen. My
guardian knew that Adolf supported himself in
VIENNA as a laborer. Adolf was interviewed and
renounced his half in my favor. Since I attended
the Higher Girls' School the money came in
handy. I wrote him a letter in 1910 or 1911, but
he never answered.
I never had any particular artistic interestz
[sic]. I could draw rather well
and learned easily. My brother was very good in
some subjects, and very weak in others. He was
the weakest in mathematics and, as far as I can
remember, physics, also. His failure in
mathematics worried my mother. He loved music.
He preferred WAGNER even then. WAGNER was always
My brother came to VIENNA in 1921 for the
express purpose of seeing me. I did not
recognize him at first when he walked into the
house. I was so surprised that I could only
stare at him. It was as if a brother had fallen
from heaven. I was already used to being alone
in this world. He was very charming at the time.
What made the biggest impression on me was the
fact that he went shopping with me. Every woman
loves to shop.
I did not see him regularily
[sic]. About a year later he
visited me again. We went to our parents' grave
near LINZ. He wanted to go there. Then we
separated, he going on to MUNICH, and I to LINZ.
I visited him in MUNICH in 1923. This was before
9 Nov. He still looked the same to me. His
political activities had not changed him. The
next time I saw him was in the Dirsch Strasse in
MUNICH. The only person that I met among his
political friends was SCHWARZ, treasurer of the
party. The next time I saw him was on the
Nuremburg Party Day. This was the first time
that he invited me to a Party Day. I received my
tickets like any other person.
(At this point the interrogator said: 'We
found some of your brother's letters to you.
They are very short. A lady who worked with him
once said that he had absolutely no family
sense.') There is something to that. I think he
inherited that from our father. He did not care
for our relatives either. Only the relatives on
our mother's side were close to us. The SCHMIEDs
and the KOPPENSTEINs are our dear relatives,
especially a cousin SCHMIED who married a
KOPPENSTEIN. I knew no one of my father's
family. My sister ANGELA and I often said:
'Father must have had some relatives, but we
don't even know them.' I myself have a family
sense. I like my relatives from the WALDVIERTEL,
the SCHMIEDs and the KOPPENSTEINs. I usually
wrote my brother a birthday letter, and then he
wrote a short note, and sent a package. This
would contain Spanish ham, flour, sugar, or
something like that that had been given to him
for his birthday.
I did not see my half-sister Mrs. Angela
HAMITZSCH very often. She lived in DRESDEN. She
had her husband and children and was happily
married. I spent the last few days before the
arrival of the Americans with her, as she was
also in the Berchtesgadener Hof
During the Party Day in NUREMBURG my brother
received me in his hotel, the Deutscher Hof He
wrote me very rarely, as he was 'writing lazy.'
He wrote only a few words, and only once a
From 1929 on I saw him once a year until
1941. We met once in MUNICH, once in BERLIN, and
once in VIENNA. I met him in VIENNA after 1938.
His rapid rise in the world worried me. I must
honestly confess that I would have preferred it
if he had followed his original ambition and
become an architect. (The interrogator
interrupted to say that this was the most
classical statement that she would ever say.) It
would have saved the world a lot of worries.
My brother did not live on a special diet in
his youth. Our mother would never have permitted
that. He never cared much about meat. I suppose
that he later became a vegetarian because of a
The first time that my brother suggested my
changing my name was at the Olympic games in
GARMISCH. He wanted me to live under the name of
'WOLFF', and maintain the strictest incognito.
That was sufficient for me. From then on I kept
this name. I added the 'Mrs.' as I thought that
less conspicuous. I was ordered to remain
incognito also when I was moved from my home in
AUSTRIA to the Berchtesgadener Hof
I lost my job in a Viennese insurance company
in 1930 when it became known who my brother was.
From that time until the Anschluss he gave me a
monthly pension of 250 schillings. After the
Anschluss he gave me 500 marks a month.
In 1940 I went to BERLIN to see my brother. I
was never under the observation of the
Sicherheitsdienst. I could always move about
freely. The criminal police once came to check
on all the guests when I lived in a hotel in
MUNICH during MUSSOLINI's visit. Even they did
not know who 'Frau WOLFF' was.
I am a Catholic, and the church is my biggest
outside interest. My brother was also Catholic,
and I don't believe that he ever left the
church. I don't know for sure.
For the last few years I was employed as a
typist in a hospital. My brother knew about it.
He fully agreed that I should employ myself I
had to give it up later on as it was too much
for my health.
My coming to BERCHTESGADEN was very strange.
I was in my house in Lower AUSTRIA between
VIENNA and LINZ. I wanted to remain at home. It
is very important that someone keep the
vegetable garden in order, and see that
everything thrives. One morning in the middle of
April of this year a passenger car stood before
the door. A driver entered the house and told me
that he had the task of bringing me to the
OBERSALZBERG. We were supposed to leave in 2
hours. I was amazed, since I had made no
preparations. I said that under no circumstances
could I leave in 2 hours. Then we agreed to
drive away the next morning. I don't know who
the driver was. I think the car was a Mercedes.
There was also a second driver in the car. (The
interrogator, who believes that the trip was
arranged by Martin BORMANN, and that Miss HITLER
was in grave danger of being killed, then asked:
'That was done by Martin BORMANN?'). I don't
know about that. I knew BORMANN only slightly.
When we were halfway to BERCHTESGADEN the driver
said to me that they hadn't reckoned on my
coming along. I said: 'Why didn't you tell me
that before? Then I wouldn't have come along.'
The driver was not armed, and I've forgotten how
I saw Eva Braun only once. That was in 1934
in NUREMBURG! My brother never discussed the
subject with me. I have never visited my
brother's place on the OBERSALZBERG, either with
him or now that the Americans are here. I was
When I arrived at the Dietrich Eckart
Hütte, where Färbe of the
Berchtesgadener Hof put me, no one knew who I
was. I took my meals in my room, and didn't talk
to the people. I knew no one there. At present
we are leaming English. I still have to go over
my vocabulary for today. I studied English at
school, but have unfortunately forgotten most of
The personal fate of my brother affected me
very much. He was still my brother, no matter
what happened. His end brought unspeakable
sorrow to me, as his sister. (At this point Miss
HITLER burst into tears, and the interrogation
Conclusion of statement.
[s] George AllenAttached CICReviewed:FRANCIS E. MARTINISpecial Agent CICCommanding