The Mary Frances cook book : $b or, Adventures among the kitchen peopleFryer, Jane Eayre
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The Mary Frances cook book : $b or, Adventures among the kitchen people
Fryer, Jane Eayre
Cooking, American; Cooking, American -- Juvenile literature; Mary Frances (Fictitious character) -- Juvenile fiction
"Sauce Pan!" one of the Kitchen People near him whispered loudly,
"Sauce Pan! Why don't you speak?"
[Illustration]
"Don't bother me. I'm asleep," muttered Sauce Pan drowsily, "sound
asleep!"
Mary Frances gasped.
"What 'n awful story!" exclaimed the one who had first spoken.
"You're not very polite to question my word to my very face," Sauce Pan
retorted angrily. "Now, if someone else had told you, that would have
been different; then you'd had some excuse."
"Come," thought Mary Frances, "that's too silly! I'll put an end to
this. I don't need any help with this simple recipe."
Seizing Sauce Pan quite carelessly, she quickly made the cocoa.
[Illustration: Mary Frances carried all her dolls to the window seat in
her room.]
CHAPTER XVI
THE DOLLS' KITCHEN PARTY
"NOW, everything is ready," she said, glancing carefully at the table
she had set with her little dishes; "I'll go up and bring the dolls.
Wait a minute, Mary Frances," she added after a moment's pause. "Let's
see if everything is ready. There's
Thimble Biscuits
Jam Cocoa
"Better look in the oven!"
[Illustration: "Better look in the oven!"]
"Oh, my, I'm glad you 'thought me,' Aunty Rolling Pin," cried Mary
Frances, opening the oven door.
"Oh, dear me! Most of the Thimble Biscuits are burnt up and the big ones
are just done, I guess!"
"The thicker things are, the 'slower' the oven, child. The thinner, the
hotter the oven----"
[Illustration: "Oh, dear me!"]
"Aunty Rolling Pin," cried Mary Frances, not realizing she had
interrupted, "there are enough Thimble Biscuits not burnt to go 'round.
Isn't that good? And the dolls can't make themselves sick with them."
"It's not much of a waste," smiled Aunty Rolling Pin, "and (seeming to
be seriously thinking) the dolls can't make themselves sick on
them--eating too many, I suppose."
[Illustration: "You see it's like this"]
"Well," said Mary Frances, "you see, it's like this:
"When I my dolls invite to tea,
It is a pretty sight to see
The things one seldom gets to eat
All on the table spread, so sweet;
But to my dollies I explain,
Don't eat too much--you'll have a pain.
"Then, just to save them such a trial,
I let them sit and look a while
At cakes, and tarts, and candies, too.
Then eat them up myself--wouldn't you?
For thus they're saved from being ill,
And I, likewise, a doctor's bill.
But--just between you, dear, and me--
They couldn't eat at all, you see."
[Illustration: "Dolls can't make themselves sick."]
[Illustration: THE DOLL'S KITCHEN PARTY]
And away ran Mary Frances to bring the dolls.
* * * * *
"It was a lovely Tea Party, wasn't it, Angie?" sighed Mary Frances,
putting her family to bed after it was all over.
[Illustration: After it was all over.]
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