The Birmingham age-herald., 1922-07-12
ANDREW AND
 IMOGENE
By ROE FULKERsoN
ny RoE FuLKERsoN


 She got up from the table and went into the kitchen and came back with a box of matches which she laid beside his plate.
 How did you know that I was out of matches?" he asked. after he had thanked her.
 T saw you throw away the box when you lighted the last cigarette you smoked" replied Imogene.
 T did not know you ever paid any attention to me and my habits," said Andrew, in a pleased way.
 You did not2@ asked Imogene DO you suppose fla woman waited for man to tell his wants without anticipating them she could make him happy? How do you think ] could learn to please you if l did not study you pretty closely?
 There was never yet man who expressed his appreciation or his dis pleasure openly. He likes to look on himself as sort of martyr or stoic who is married to a little play thing without brains or observation and the wise woman lets him blunder along in that way and manages him accordingly.
 For example when you eat any thing which particularly pleases you, you rock from side to side in your chair weaving my mother used to call 1t, when my father did 1t.
 You cannot keep your feet under the table when you finish your dim ner no matter whether the dessert has been served or not, just the moment you are full you turn side wise to the table
 You smoke round cigarettes in . stead of oval shaped ones like most men. smoke and where they take . cigarette and hit each end of 1t on the table or on the palm of their hand, you take yours In the middle and roll 1t between your thumb and finger and pull a pinch of tobacro out of each end. and then I always look the other. way for you always look at me to aee if you dare scatter this tobacco on the floor.
 Your match sticks and ashes you put in the ash tray but but seem to like these two pinches of tobacco on the floor and you seem unctI- fortable If I watch you so you can not do 1t.
 When you have brought me some thing nice home in the evening you are always rough in your talk and say let me alone, woman or some thing like that when I kiss you. can tell you when you have trea. for me that way and l pretend to os mystified by your unusual actions.
 When you want me to keep still and let you talk you wave your hand with the cigarette in it every now and then and when you are enjoying what l am saying you sort of squiIIt up your eyes like you are doing now and listen.
 When you are making love to me. to get me to let you go home place you haven't any business going, you are profuse in your compliments and tell me how pretty l am and what a fine wife l am and all sorts of things like that
 But when you really and truly mako love 10 me you slip your hand Into mine and squeeze 1t if we are in the theatre, or if we are in the car or some public place you lean close to me so you touch my shoul- der or take hold of my arm to help me along and squeeze 1t little.
 You never quarrel with me when your are mad with me. but you get so polite I could murder you.
 When you come home at night after staying out too late you start in to tell me everything that hap pened and try to interest me by talking so fast that will not. -
 That enough, thank you" laugh ed Andrew. I'm no pig"
 Copyright, 1922, by Fist Century
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