Author: Marion Upington
Copyright Date: 1963
Publisher: Franklin Watts
Pagination: 113,  p.
H O W T H E C U L P E P P E R S C A M E T O B E
Debby was watching her daddy cut out paper dolls. Debby’s daddy was an artist who painted pictures of horses and trees and little girls, but best of all Debby liked the paper dolls he made.
Just now he had some large sheets of paper and some shears, and he was cutting around and around.
“That doesn’t look like a paper doll,” said Debby.
“This is not a paper doll,” her daddy replied. “This is the house the dolls are going to live in.”
“Oh,” said Debby. “It doesn’t look like a house.”
“Well, it is a house. Just you wait and see,” her daddy answered.
So Debby leaned on the arm of his chair and watched while he cut some more. He made some straight lines and some slanting lines, and he made a little knob at the top.
“What’s that little knob?” Debby wanted to know.
“That, Kitten, is the chimney.”
Then Daddy cut some slits near the bottom of the house and folded them back, and they were downstairs windows. He cut more slits near the top of the house and folded them back, and they were upstairs windows. Then he cut a large slit at the bottom, in the center of the house, and folded it back, and it was a door.
“It is a house,” declared Debby. “But it would be prettier if it was a bright color.”
She ran for her crayons. Then she and her daddy made the house red, with blue flower boxes filled with pink geraniums, and with a green door and some green shutters. On the door Debby’s daddy made a bright yellow door knocker.
“There,” he said at last. “The house is done.”
“But there aren’t any people to live in the house,” said Debby.