father was with her and under his arm in a long parcel were seven rolls of wall paper.
"My contribution to the cottage," said Mr. Blossom, laying the bundle at Bettie's feet, and smiling pleasantly at the row of girls on the doorstep.
"It's paper for the dining room," explained Miss Blossom. "We happened to pass a store, on our way to work this noon, where they were advertising a sale of odd rolls of very nice paper at only five cents a roll. There were two rolls that were just right for the ceiling and five rolls for the side wall. It seemed just exactly the right thing for Dandelion Cottage, so we couldn't help buying it."
"It would have been wicked," said Mr. Blossom, cutting the string about the bundle, "not to buy such suitable paper at such a ridiculous price."
"Oh! oh!" cried the delighted girls, as Mr. Blossom held up a roll for inspection, "It might have been made for this house!"
