TBT: Wallpaper

I love peeling back the layers of our house, unearthing little clues about the past. In a recent kitchen refresh ( swear I’ll post about it soon), we came across this teeny tiny piece of wallpaper. (Hand shown for scale)


(I really should moisturize)

The little fragment was hiding behind the stove, well, behind where the stove currently is. As you can see from the original floor plan, it seems the stove is now where the double sink used to be. This may explain why the plaster was all messed up and the last little remnant of the long gone wallpaper basically just fell off the wall.

Original Floorplan

(yes, I need to write about finding the original floor plans to our house. I will. Promise!)

Anyway, the wallpaper doesn’t look to be Victorian. I’m not an expert, but to me it looks like something from the 20s or 30s. The piece is so small, it’s hard to tell if the pattern was little, or if the surviving nugget just happens to show a misleading piece of the design. I did a quick check on Second Hand Rose’s website and didn’t find anything similar. Regardless, it goes into the curio of the life and times of the Pink Lady.



A different kind of personal ad

personal ad

Brooklyn Daily Eagle, Jan 26, 1897

(this is totally random)

I am trying to find clues to confirm that the architect of our house was Henry Hill (the son, as in Amzi Hill and Son – the prolific architects of this part of Brooklyn).  I thought perhaps I could find  sales ads for some other houses by the same developer and look them up on Street View to see if McDicken (the developer) just kept building the same design (perhaps paying for it once and repeating it over and over).

In my search for Daniel McDicken, I came across this nugget of a personal ad. It seems as Daniel’s brother Alexander was having some  issues with his wife, and he felt strongly that he should not be financially liable. Turns out Lana McDicken’s husband was a piece of work. Newspaper articles note that he was held in contempt of court, while serving on a jury (basically for talking trash), and years later was also  sued for 10,000 (for slander). From the looks of things, Alexander liked to run his mouth quite a bit, and I think the tone of the ad above paints quite a vivid picture of what he might have been like. It cracked me up.

Who said you need social media to over-share?

(as for my fruitless search, all I found so far is a Neo Grec 4 story house on Monroe street. Thus far my theory is not panning out)