HORST WESSEL and His Song

Auckland Star, Volume LXIX, Issue 142, 18 June 1938, Page 3 (Supplement)

HORST WESSEL and His Song

NAZI GERMANY has its own carefully chosen hero from the Nazi street-fighting casualties of the 1920,'5. His name was Horst Weasel. Adolf Hitler's eyes fill with tears when he stands over Horst Wessel's grave. Horst Wessel's deathbed is a shrine. Now 73,000 Germans must sing the song he wrote, the "Horst Wessel Lied." It is to sing and the words are stirring. The tune is an old German folk song. Horst Wessel himself was just a brawler, but his life had an average Nazi" : versity of Berlin, quality that pos- i oine< * thumously won Normannia stuhim Adolf Hit- dent corps, then lers attention. a monarchist known minister called the Viking in a Berlin slum >'League that enand a friend of jgflß couraged pugHindenburg. nacity. Finally, Young Horst jk in 1926, at the prowled the sin- age of 19, he ister streets be- discovered the hind his father's Nazis. With an church and early incredible appe-; in his teens tite for trouble, could outbrawl a Nazi Storm the slum chil- THIS OFFICIAL PICTURE is Trooper in dren. A law stu- sent from one sentimental Nazi to Berlin's great dent at the Uni- another as a greeting. Communist stronghold among the East Berlin tenements. Here he accumulated an unsavoury record, but that side of the story is forgotten in Nazi Germany to-day. He was mortally shot one night in January, 1930, by a Communist boxer named Ali Hoehler because he had antagonised his tough and murderous neighbours or for his political opinions. The Nazi Government has executed two accessories to the crime and Hoehler died mysteriously in prison. Here is the song that Horst Wessel gave his party and his country:—

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