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about. He told me why he was a problem, how he didn't fit in, and so on. The girls were older and brighter. They were very brilliant. Here again, I don't think I should say this because I don't know this. I put it in for what it's worth and it ought to be looked up. My memory is that Henry Morgenthau is the nephew and not the son of Uncle Henry Morgenthau, and that he was adopted by Uncle Henry Morgenthau when his father died. The Congressional Directory biography lists him as being the son of Henry and Josephine (Sykes) Morgenthau, born in New York City May 11, 1891. He was not a blood brother in the family to these girls. He had been named for his Uncle Henry, and when his father died the uncle adopted him. He adopted him as a full son. At that time I knew it and there was no bones about it. It wasn't talked about all the time, but it was known to a number of people. There was nothing peculiar about it. The boy had grown up in this family, but the girls resented it. The girls, who were quite a little older, very stylish, very bright and very handsome, resented it and also thought that young Henry was a prize dumbbell and often said so. They thought he was not worth bothering with. There was that kind of a family feeling about him.

He was a problem child, and I recognized that he was a problem child. He didn't work for me long. That was one