The Birmingham age-herald., 1910-04-30
House Much Like Cyclone
 When "Papering' Is Going On
Ordinary Routine Is Disturbed Everything Beautifully Plan ned-Room All Finished But the Border, and Had to Send to New York For That-Peace
 Restored At Last
RY DOLLY DALRYMPLE.

room,'' said Mrs. Blank when the family assembled at breakfast on the third morning. and don't scratch my dressing table and chiffonier. They have been moved in there until my room is papered. '
 That night all the male members of the family stumbled over things as they came in late and Sunday school words were not heard in large punches around those parts.
 Gan anybody tell me where I can find towel?" shrieked Tom, the eldest, the next morning, via an underground pas sage resembling a subway, as he poked his head out of the door between the various articles of furniture piled therein.
 Every member of the family slept in everybody elses room that night but his own The meals being served in the hallway, it is useless to say that sweet ness of disposition was not one of the condiments in those parlous times. But the worst was yet to come! The younger Miss Blanks room was the scene of the fray and thereby hangs a tale.
 Miss Blank had selected a lovely rose design growing, as it were, in trellises on the walls, and ending in large clusters on the ceiling. She had left the selec- ton of the ceiling to the paperhangers, and instead of choosing a white moire top for the room, the selection was of an impossible watermelon pink, absolute ly inharmonious with the walls.
 Its rather startling isn't it?' said Miss Blank to Mrs. Blank the next day as they viewed the room by daylight.
 Perhaps our taste is at fault said Mrs. Blank, humbly. Maybe the other members of the family had better pass on it.
 "Punkii" said the eldest boy, as he po6ed his head in the room just at thia juncture.
 Nobody asked you, sir" replied Miss Blank
 That evening at the dinner table the situation was discussed pro and con, and the arguments Fecame so animated that the senior MT. Blank got up and left the table in disgust
 You children have made our lives burden over this papering business" de- elared Mamma Blank, at this point, and your father has lost patience com pletely."
 Well. why don't people select their own ceilings?p said one of the boys, as he looked at his sister, whom he declared was the cause of all the row.
 Those old roses and that watermelon pink ceiling would drive anybody mad If they had to look at 1t often" he in- sisted.
 ''Please don't mention roses again." said the younger Miss Blank dejectedly, as she lifted the bowl full of roses on the din ner table and welding 1t above her head after manner of Ophelia, in the mad scene.
 "Rosesn' she repeated, in the most tragic manner, as she picked up a finger bowl.
 "R-o-s-e-s!' she walled again, as she seized the soup tureen and clasped 1t to her frantically
 This had the effect of restoring peace, O. at least good cheer to the family which but A moment before had been in the depths of despair.
 The next morning the ceiling was promptly changed to soft, beautiful cream -eolored moire in the Rose room and the papering was finished in every room.
 The sequel is that the doves of peace and harmony have spread their wings over this household, where formerly regned strife and discord.