Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1922-09-12
ANDREW AND IMOGENE
BY ROE FULKERSON

<<TXIAKE UP" snapped 1mogene, impa
wv tiently. when you go to sleel
in your chair that way your jaw
drops down, your stomach sticks out and you
look old and unlovely."
"Scuse,' said Andrew, Strengthening up,
"but honey, 1 never slept a wink all last
night"
"Well what was the matter?" asked she
anxiously. els some business matter worry
ing you. Were you sick? What was it,"
''Well, none of those things you MENTION"
said Andrew "It was sort of series Of
things that kept me awake.
'First, just as was dropping off an auto
mobile with bunch of JOY riders passed the
house singing How Dry I Am, and that
walked me up and wanted drink of water
but 1 would not get it for fear of waking
you up.
''I grew more and more thirsty and at
last / eased myself out of the bed and began
feeling my way across the room in my bare
feet and as shuffled them along where you
took up the rugs 1 ran silver in the bot
tom of my foot and had to sit down and
pick it out in the dark
cit took me 10 or Is minutes to do this
and then I crept back to bed, but before
could get to sleep my thirst came back and
recalled that in picking out the silver I
had forgotten to get the drink so 1 slipped
out again and tip-toed over to the water like
a cat walking over wet lawn.
"Then I got all snuggled down again and
was just about to get to sleep when got an
attack Of insomnia itch. First, it was the
bottom of one Of my feet, but scratched that
with the big toe nail on the other, foot.
Then it hit me in the small of my back and
I had to reach for it and each new place
woke me up more till I had fooled with it
till 1 heard Jones' cat pull the lid off the
garbage can and it ratified down the steps
"Then the doctor down the street must
have had stork call, for heard the rcll OF
the hinges on his garage door and then heard
his grooming, protesting car back into the
alley, where it backffred and think blew
out tire and it stood there and the engine
raced until I was afraid he was going to be
late to his call, but at last he went jangling
out of the neighborhood.
'Then for two or three hours just laid
there and looked at nothing and wondered
how anybody could sleep as peacefully as
you were sleeping.
"Then the milk wagons began to come and
after few of them had exchanged light and
airy conversation about ball they had all
been to the night before one stopped at our
house and poured a basket full of bot
ties out on the steps and kicked dozen
empties into the area-way.
"The bread man got here just as was
falling into doze, and he stood on our front
steps and called to his assistant up the street
that the Jones' had moved from 645 to 647,
and for him to leave two loaves there.
'Then the sorrel horse in Wallingford's
stable decided it was breakfast time and he
began to smoker and paw the floor and
punctuate his remarks with an occasional
kick against the side of the box stall.
Sat last all was still, and I was just get
ting into fitful doze, when you seemed to
think it would not be good for me to sleep
so late in the morning, SO you damned me
in the solar plexus with your elbow ana
oruntod hanni1v vou did IT,
"Outside of these little things, everything
was all right but if. :"
eff it ever happens again." broke in
Imogene, awake me- think 1t must be real
interesting"
Copyright, 1922, by 21st. Century Press,
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