The Miller press. [volume] (Miller, S.D.) 190?-current, 1923-11-01
COLOR IN HOMES
Too Much White in Rooms
Causes Nervousness.
Writer Tells of Experiment He Made
In Friends Home and the
Result.

Are homes too 'white'f | ask the
question, and give the reply-a most
emphatic "Yes!" says a writer.
A few weeks ago | was invited to
stay for a few days with a friend. My
mission am credited with being OF
the "happy-and-bfight" type-was to
cheer her NJ. She wasn't exactly III,
but she was nervous and depressed.
Life seemed not to hold the slightest
attraction for her. Yet she was well
off, and was in the enviable position of
being able to crafty any reasonable
wish or want.
| did my best to cheer her, but after
a day or two | not only knew that |
was not succeeding, but felt ! was get
ting in the dumps myself! Thereupon,
faced with an effect, | determined 10
find the cause. And quite suddenly l
knew what il was. White!
My bedroom was white-furnitLre,
curtains, toilet ware, wall paper. The
floor was linoleumed and the dominant
celCr was white. The two rugs were
white. The only thing in the room
that wasn't white was my own special
piece of soap.
The bathroom was all White. And
downstairs, In the dining room, there
were white curtains. and a white
breakfast service on a white table.
cloth. And before the fire was spread
a beautiful white rug.
Ii was the breakfast service that
gave me the key to my growing de
preston. Generally. | thoroughly en-.
JOY my breakfast, but white cups and
saucers, white plates. white jam-jars.
white teapot, white cream jug put me
completely off"
My friend was in her usual sad. re-
signed. depressed state. Remembering
my ''cheer-up'' mission, | asked II !
might, on the morrow. make q few al
terations. She didn't mind what ! did /;
she had no curiosity, even, as 10 my
Intentions.
l was obliged to take her cook int
my confidence, and was lucky enough
to gain her as al ally.
Next morning | was down fist. !
wanted to watch my friends face
when she came TO breakfast. Ii lii up.
Some of the depression lifted. and her
eyes shone as she said that one word,
"Oh!'
A breakfast service of blue and gold
blazed IN the table; the white muslin
window curtains had gone, and apple.
green easements were in their place q
CHASTITY ~aspidistra that had stood for
years and years and years before one
of the windows had been displaced in
favor Of a gorgeous azalea the white
rug had been replaced by a warm-col.
ored Administer. And for breakfast
there were no eggs and no bacon. In.
stead, there were rissoies. cold salmon
and a lovely SOLE.
My friend, for once. ate q breakfast.
And she laughed several times. 1T
does make a difference, my dear,
doesn't it," she said. And | agreed.
Then | told her the truth-that she
had been suffering from too much
white and too much sameness in food.
Eggs and bacon for breakfast 31s
times a year, and sausages and bacon
81 times-On Sundays! Eaten OFF
white plates. too!
Now my friend Is cured. | pushed
her on relentlessly, to make her home
cOlOred and cheerful, and when ! came
away she was as happy as a sandboy,
The hast touch had been to have her
whlte-painted stairs redone a warm
and rich mahogany. No more of the
tyranny Of white for her !-Londor
Answers.