Norwich bulletin., 1920-08-21
IMOGENE's BUSY HOURS

s"+ am kind and generous husband, '' admitted the Hyde Park man, and so Imogene had merely to hint that she thought seeing that maids bid fair to be as scare as the well known dodo, that it was up, to me to provide all the labor saving conveniences to assits her in her daily toll about our humble abode. [ told her to go ahead and buy thinkthing which would give her a lit tie time to herself. I really do not think women should work more than eighteen hours a day and said SO"
 Gee, isn't it fierece the things they find to do?" asked his friend from Woodlawn, carelessly putting into his own pocket the pencil he had just bor- roWed And when they aren't really doing 'em they are worrying about how they are going to do what comes next"
 Well Imogene has most everything now,'' the Hyde Park man went .on, that is warranted to make housekeep- ing mere cllild's play, and theoretically she should be able by a simple twist of the wrist to turn off a days toll by 9:30 a. m., leaving the rest of the day free and undehled to be filled in with bridge, shopping or other important things. I think maybe if she didn't take things so seriouslyit might be well, but that women is working by actual count five hours a day more than she ever did before, managing all her clev- CT little home helpers
 Since she got the new refrigerator with an inside like a china cup without crack or crevice. she simply can't re- sist polishing it off daily. I find her sit ting on the floor before it, gazing ad- miringly into it's sanitary interior while the exposed ice does a melting quick step"
 'tTook!' she will say, giving it's porce- lain face another loving dab with a wet cloth. See how it shines! Any gem that tried to light on that surface would just about slip and crack it's skull, now wouldn't it?
 '"Then she has to put everything back inside it and meanwhile the morning passeth onward Now, with the old, rattletrap refrigerator Imogent was on most scornful. casual terms.
 AS for the vacuum cleaner-well, I have become perfectly used to coming home nights and findning Imogene all twisted up in it's coils like a snake trainer with her pets. The first time it happened she said she had been sitting there since o'clock because if she stir red she would jerk something loose on the machine that had no business to be jerked loose and she must have got into her predicament being so interested in clean spots that eve in all our lives had been cleaned before. That is. ex- cept at housekeeping time. when all sorts of disagreeable and highly unnec- essary, to my mind, events occur.
 For instance, couldn't you be per fectly happy in a house knowing that the top ledges of the windows and fold ing doors probably had quarter of an inch of dust on 'em, uttely safe and undisturbed where it lay unless one climbed up on q ladder with a tele- | scope to view it? Of course you could And was, and so was Imogene. but with all the snakelike attachments on her new vace that woman simply can't resist showing off. Dust on the picture molding at which we formerly merely sighed and said, Well, when the men clean the wall paper we'll have them | attend to that, now simply is a dead | ly challenge which she must up and at Dust in the carvings and fretwork on the piano front that everybody has be- cause they can't get rid of it, sends