The Birmingham age-herald., 1921-11-22
ANDREW AND
 IMOGENE
By ROE FULKERsoN

Andrew" said Imogene. 1921 will soon be over. I want to ask you if you won't do something for me next year. want things to be q little different ."
 Say bo," interrupted Andrew, If . things are not little different next year this little family Is going to starve. Gehsheft Is q minus quantity and times and so. ."
 Now let me finish" said Imogene. 'it is not money am talking about; it is the morality and ."
 '1f money stays the same" reiter- ated Andrew. "being moral Is going to be the easiest thing do. A life of . sin and gin Is the most expensive one a person can lead and if you will . just think a moment about .."
 Andrew. I want to talk to you. not have you talk to me-" said Imogene, . pleadily. Ut is about those very things you ars mentioning now that I want to speak.
 You know, Andrew, you smok e pretty much all the time. You know . You bet on billiards and you play . cards.
 q want to ask you for my sake to | quit all these things In 1929. I want you to do it for me.
 No home can be happy where i'm morality and loose habits are in- dulged in. It takes the air of sane tity away from the home. Home should be shrine and at it the mem bers of the family should worship.
 Ut is not a woman's duty to up- braid her sons and her husband for their shortcomings but by kindness she should lead them from the error of their ways and make them see that it Is more manly to refuse the cup that cheers than it Is to accept 1t.
 They should, by loving kindness. be taught that the lips that are reak- ing with tobacco are not fit to press the pure lips of the woman he Sas selected for his wife"
 Andrew took out his handkerchief and wiped his mouth.
 These things cannot be accom- plished by anger but the wife and mother must speak gently and kindly
 Hey" interrupted Andrew, what 'chu doin'? Rehearsing a part for a play or what?"
 Why nothing" replied Imogene. blushing.
 .Liftsn to me-" said Andrew, you can't pull that stuff on me as yours. You never talked like that in your life. You read that some place in a book. Come clean now. What's 1t all about?
 Why nothing" said Imogene in confusion.
 Come across" said Andrew, laugh ing by this time. I've got you in the corner. Tell me all about it."
 Well, don't care" said Imogene. tossing her head "She Is right You would be better off If you quit all those things with all the tobacco smoke in the curtains and ashes ev- erywhere, and all.
 "Who is this mysterious she ?' asked Andrew. "Is 1t the lady H. Rider Haggard wrote the book aboutf'
 NO" said Imogene. Tt Is Bess Ball, who edits the ladies' column Tn the paper. She wrote me all I was saying to you in a personal letter and -
 Andrew broke into shrieks of laughter. He rolled from side to side and the tears rolled downNhiA cheeks.
 What on earth is the matter7' Asked Imogene, indignant.
 Why, that Besss Ball stuff in the paper," laughed Andrew. "Jim Tour ney writes 1t. He is the Jim I play billiards with, and he carries a pipe in his mouth from one years end to another and laps up highbalis when Mir. Volstead isn't looking"
 T do not believe It." said ImoEene, but her manner showed plainly that she di4