New Britain herald., 1929-07-08

Listen, brat" Nan laughed, as the boy began, with proud inde pendence, to shuck off his day clothes. Wouldn't you like to go to school and find out the answers to all your innumerable ques- tions?"
 Sure. I want to go to school Public school, where the kids play football and baseball. I can read a lot already. And I know eight. . Say. Mana, can I go to pubic school?'
 That's the big new idea" Nan assured him, turning her head away for a moment from the heart breaking sight of his thin little body. It was up to her to see that there should be eventually-and not too eventually! - a little pad ding upon that pitifully exposed little skeleton.
 I'm going to take you to public school tomorrow morning. Little Pats going to live here, over the garage, with Big Pat and Maudc. You and Little Pat will go to and from school together and have all afternoon to play in the yard with Cop!"
 "Gee" Curtis breathed, his black eyes enormous with delight and satisfaction. Then I ain't go- ing 10 have a nurse any more, Mana? ?"
 Not if you'll prove to your fa- ther and me that you can take care of yourself" Mana said. choosing her words very carefully, so that no hint of unpleasant threat might reach the child. You see, Curtis, a nurse is supposed to see that you eat the kinds of food that will make you big and strong, so that you can play football and baseball when you're bigger, and to see that you bathe and wash your teeth. and things like that"
 Little Pat says they have Health Chart in public schools, and you write down on it when you've had bath and washed your teeth and eat cereal and spinach. and everything" Curtis explained, with the lordly air of a child who finds grown-up strangely ignorant of vital matters And Little Pats on the Health Chart Honor Roll, and Little Pat never did have a silly old nurse"
 You like Little Pat, don't you, honey?' Nan asked.
 "Oh. sure, he's all right. He's just kind of bossy because I'm lit tier than he is," Curtis conceded cheerfully. as he climbed into bed.
 The next morning was crammed with activities. Curtis insisted on wearing his plainest and sturdiest suit and overcoat to school -"so I can play with the kids" he explain ed 10 Nan, but the girl suspected that the child was actuated by in stinct-if he were better dress q than the other children. or at all picturesque, as his mother had de- lighted to make him, his prospective playmates would shun him and de- ride him.
 The brisk, middle-aged woman principal was not at all Hurried by the application of John Curtis Morgans son for enrolment in the first grade, The child was six years old, the second term of the school year had just opened that week - so of course here he was, It was as simple as that. By half past nine Curtis Morgan had been assigned desk among 40-odd other pupils, and was sitting in # looking solemnly pleased with him. self and his new world, and Nan had list of the books and supplies he would need.
 He looks like a bright littl" chap, Mrs. Morgan" the first grade teacher, Miss Anderson, comment ed as Nan was about to leave Cur tis 10 the kindnesscs and the cru cities of the public school system.
 "l'm Miss Carroll friend Of the family. Mrs Morgan is abroad" Nan explained. Tn fact. Miss Anderson, I'm Mir. Morgan'g private secretary and I wish you'd communicate with me. in care of l MT. Morgans office, the Sandersou if you have any special