buzzer to summon his subordinates. He wore the uniform of the Sturmabteilung, those party
soldiers whose marching and drum-beating were by now among the familiar sights in German
cities: brown shirt and trousers with black stripes, shiny black boots, red armband with the
swastika in black. Handsome, smart, snappy—and keep out of their way, for they mean business.
Heinrich stopped only long enough to ask after Lanny's wife and baby, about whom he had
heard from Kurt. Then he began pouring out the story of the miracles which had been achieved
by the N.S.D.A.P.—the initials of the party's German name—since those old days when a student of
forestry had revealed it as a tiny shoot just pushing its head through the wintry soil. "Tall
oaks from little acorns grow!" said Heinrich; having written it as an English copybook exercise
in school.
A ladder was provided and Lanny was taken up to the topmost branches of that ever-
spreading oak tree. The Hitler Youth constituted the branches where the abundant new growth
was burgeoning; for this part of the tree all the rest existed. The future Germany must be
taught to march and to fight, to sing songs of glory, hymns to the new Fatherland it was going
to build. It must be well fed and trained, sound of wind and limb; it must know the Nazi creed,
and swear its oath of loyalty to what was called the
exists for the state, and that the state is guided by one inspired leader. No matter from what
sort of homes the young people came, the Nazis would make them all the same: perfect party
members, obedient because it is a joy to obey, because the future belongs to those who are
strong, confident, and united.
Lanny had seen this principle working in the soul of one sturdy young "Aryan," and now he
discovered him as a machine engaged in turning out thousands of other specimens exactly like
himself. A machine for making machines! On the wall was a map showing where the branch
offices of this youth-machine were situated — and they weren't only in Germany, but in every
city on earth where Germans lived. There were charts and diagrams, for in this land things are
done scientifically, including Hitler propaganda.
Heinrich's wall. The Führer was a great deviser of slogans; he would retire to a secret place and
there ponder and weigh many hundreds which came to his mind, and when he chose one, it
would appear on posters and be shouted at meetings in every hamlet of the land. "Germany,
Awake!"
VII
Lanny was touched by the pride with which the young official revealed and explained the
complex organization he had helped to build; its various departments and subdivisions, each
having an official endowed with one of those elaborate titles which Germans so dearly love. The
head of the great machine was, of course, the one and only Adolf,
Staff, the
Subdirectors of half a dozen different staffs, the Business Manager, the Secretary, the
Presidium, the Reich Directorate.
Also there was a Political Organization, or rather two, P.O. 1 and P.O. 2—they had two of
everything, except of the Führer. It made you dizzy merely to hear about all these obligations and
responsibilities: the Foreign Division, Economic Policy Division, Race and Culture Division,
Internal Political Division, Legal Division, Engineering-Technical Division, Labor Service
Division; the Reich Propaganda Leaders Number 1 and Number 2, the Leaders of the Reich
Inspection 1 and 2; the Investigation and Adjustment Committee—what a whopper of a title had
been assigned to them:
over it, for Heinrich Jung explains that the party is preparing to take over the destinies of the
Fatherland, to say nothing of many decadent nations of Europe and elsewhere, and all this
machinery and even more will be needed; the Gymnastics and Sports Committee, the Bureau
Leader for the Press, the
responsible for the affairs of one department of the Hitler Youth, with twenty-one geographic
sections throughout Germany. They maintained a school for future Nazi leaders, and published
three monthlies and a semi-monthly. There were divisions dealing with press, culture, propaganda,
defense-sport—they were learning not merely to fight the Young Communists, but to make a
sport of it! Also there were the junior organizations, the