Fräulein Limberger’s gift lists it seems that at one time or an-
other he retained nine different doctors and physicians to min-
ister to him. His heart was playing up, and licentious living had
debased the human tissues. His exhaustion is clear from a long
letter that he sent to Count Eric von Rosen by a princely courier
(Victor, prince zu Wied) on November , a week after his de-
parture for East Prussia:
I am currently taking several weeks’ convalescent leave
as I was at the very end of my tether. I’m spending it
with Emmy and Edda here at my hunting lodge at
Rominten, getting away from everything that’s going
on and summoning up strength for the year to come.Göring’s letter also leveled a thinly veiled warning at the Swedes,
whose newspapers were reporting Berlin’s air-raid damage in
grotesquely exaggerated language. “Coventry,” he gloated, “has
been completely and literally razed to the ground. London has
suffered immense damage, and entire districts look like they’ve
been hit by an earthquake.” By November , he claimed, his
Luftwaffe had dropped , tons of bombs on London; but the
British had succeeded in dropping only tons on Berlin. Criti-
cizing Stockholm’s “bourgeois press,” he added, “If Sweden be-
lieves that the freedom of her press is more important than her
own future, so be it. But Sweden must not be surprised later on
if, one day, Germany draws the appropriate conclusions.”
In a paragraph marked “Confidential” he dropped a hint
about Russia that he asked Count von Rosen to pass on to Fin-
land: “Your Finnish friends,” he wrote, “can rest assured about
the future even after Molotov’s visit to us.” He had sent an
agent to Field Marshal Mannerheim several weeks earlier about
this, and the same agent would visit him again, in a few days’