The Hardin tribune-herald. [volume] (Hardin, Mont.) 1925-1973, 1937-05-21

Don't be too hard on him. He Is as
near a son as you have ever had"
He WINGED slightly at that, for Sew
eA was a poor makeshift for
q son. Even to bear the name Skidmore,
Milton skidmore had a daughter, now
na sae "a ana gone To- California. but
SeWel Skidmore did not present q
good appearance in his issue uniform,
MS army shoes, his khaki shirt and
q tie h a seemed to belong to the
camp. He wa Ill at ease, and Mr.. Skid
more did nothing to dissipate it. The
young mar sat on the edge of his chair,
o r OF desperate comfort. His manner
was changed from what it was on other
occasions when he had come to see
uncle M1lt: More in earnest.
wei, what have you got on your
aaHed to-day To-Day, + seTell?s M: skidm9re
weather and g%eneralities. Seweu moved
uneasily, hesitated.
II want to borrow some money"
oh! I see," said Mr.. Skidmore.
That idea hadn't occurred to me-"
But the irony was lost on the young
man.
II want to borrow two hundred and
Mr.. skidmore sat forward, and his
lips moved slightly-but significantly.
80 5 you want to borrow two hundred
Yes; sir. For a short time"
vii it be as short as the other
tious."
Eyes, I am" There was a silence,
then: "You see, I want to get mar
RED"
Mr.. Skidmore stared in establishment,
n when he spoke he proceeded to
D1yn SnuT0n a ninna Nf bic mind ryht01
turned out to be a liberal helping. How
did a CCC camp man expect to sup
Il think I can support her. That is,
after I get a start: I have it all
worked out in my mind. I have a chance
I have a fine location for it on the
highway. You see, she's given me m
bition. I've played kind of loose till
now. I guess I car say that"
His uncle looked at him ~steadfast-
ly. She's given you twenty-five times
as much ambition as you used to have"
,Sewell was hurt at this, and seemed
himself. You don't know her, uncle"
Eyes, I do. The town is full of
them. Every camp has them: I won't
give you the money, so there's no use
pursuing it,"
sewei1 skidmore sat looking at the
11OO1 d lllOlllSllU-d lOllS NORTHUMBERLAND
his eyes closed a little. II don't know
whether I can make you understand it
or not, but I want to have a family.
I guess knocking around a mems camp
and seeing only men makes me want
a home of my own, and a kid. Sounds
self"
II think you ought to help him,
Milton. After all, he is your family"
Mr.. Skidmore said, after the nephew
had d., gone; ,,,, n,.n+s - camilla writ,
it. That would be exactly like him.
Eyer. time he comes he has a new
II had the distinct feeling he was
different this time. He seemed more
sincere and I do believe he was in ear
nest about wanting a family"
ITS the last thing in the world he
should have"
"It's a natural instinct"
dog wagon" asserted Mr.. Skidmore.
"You started at the bottom yourself"
his wife reminded him. isn't catering
to the public the skidmore trait COM
MI. Skidmore said it was decidedly
not. Besides, Sewell wasn't a real Skid
more.
Feng Ii did not take any interest in
the affairs of the family; that is, open
ly. And he did not ask questions. He
was there to take care of Missile and
Bessie. But when Sewell returned to
see his uncle a few days later, his man.
ner was more earnest than ever. Feng
Ii escorted him in-was there some
thing in those brown eyes besides
sight?-
He heard sharp voices in the living
room, but he did not go nearer than
his duties called him; he did, however,
look out the window when Mistah
Nephew walked away, certainly q
droop to his shoulders.
And when Mistah Nephew returned
a day or so later, was Feng Ii solicit
tious for him! There are many ways
of receiving a hat and of hanging it