The Hardin tribune-herald. [volume] (Hardin, Mont.) 1925-1973, 1937-05-21
JOSS AND AN AIRPLANE
ACCIDENT BRING GOOD
LUCK TO FENG THE


TENG III returned from answering
the front door in his buffers
coat, with the brass buttons
L which could be slipped In and
out. The upper half of him was
very American; but below he was very
Chinese.
'Mista Nephew like see you, please"
he said respectfully, with the slight
pidgin English.
A large and formidable cloud passed
over Milton Skidmore's face, which
cloud BODIED no good for Mista Nephew
on the piazza.
"Don't send him away yet" said his
wife. Let's talk it v e a minute"
Mr.. Skidmore's face showed that q
minute spent on such conversation was
well feel just that, for Mista Nephew
was his nephew Sewen Skidmore who
had caused him no end of trouble. Mr..
Skidmore had no son himself, and he
felt he had no nephew in spite of the
fact that q young man by the name
Of Sewen Skidmore was standing out
Mr.. Skidmore's idea of a nephew. He
was wild, he was harum-scarum, he
was always getting into trouble.
Mr.. Skidmore and his wife talked
it over while Feng Ii waited for the
message he was to bear to the piazza.
Usually. Feng Lis face had no more
trays, but now it was different. His
eyes certainly rested a%nxiously On Mr..
Skidmore, and they flickered once or
twice which came very near to being
an emotional outburst-if you knew
the imperturbable Feng.
Il never want to see him again." an
nounced Mr.. Skidmore. The last time
hn NoYpo uyifh hic hot in hic HorI r
told him never to come back"
He must not be hasty, Mrs. Skid
more protested. After all, Sewell Skid
more was his flesh and blood, this
doing nothing whatever to ease the
situation. In fact, MI. Skidmore said,
That's the very point. He's trying to
take advantage Of that, and play me
Mrs. Skidmore reminded him that
after all, the nephew had not done
anything completely beyond the pale.
This Milton Skidmore challenged. He
had drunk, he had gambled, he had
loafed, he had tangled with the police
But not seriously" she reminded
him.
I'D like to have all the money I've
spent on him, n way or another"
continued Mr.. Skidmore. "And the
people I've had to see on account Of
him. I haven't forgotten that night
Trip l mad to make TO kansas City. l
expect he wants me to get him out
of that CCC camp, but I'm not going
to. The camp treats him right, he eats
regularly, and it'll teach him there's
something in life besides boozing and
gambling and loafing."
He may have only some simple re-
quest"
HE may" returned Mr.. Skidmore
punctiliously; "he's tried everything
else"
AFTER all, he is your flesh and blood"
she declared, falling back on that, as
she had many times before.
That's the reason I have had as
much patience with him as I have. If
it had been anybody else" He did
not finish, but certainly it was not a
plan anybody would welcome.
HE hasn't settled down yet" de-
clared Mrs. Skidmore.
I'll say he hasn't" agreed MI. Skid
more heartily: land he hasn't settled
up. And he's "a. I went to work in the
Commercial House when I was 20. When
I was his age I was assistant man
ager." And that same Commercial
House was now the Skidmore.
II know exactly what he wants."
continued MIR. Skidmore. HE wants
ten dollars. And he'll return 1t to me
He's always going to return It. Well,
I could put in the back of my watch
all the money he's ever returned"
There was no answer to that, for
logic was wholly on Mr.. Skidmore's
side. But on the other hand, she re-
minded him these were difficult days
and families should stand together.