The Mary Frances Cook Book Part 35

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"Come," said Billy, "all ready! another game! 'Blind feeds Blind!'" And they blindfolded the boys' eyes, and sat them opposite each other, each with a plate of little pieces of cake, and a spoon. They were to try to feed each other. The one who dropped the least number of pieces, and whose cake was first gone, won. It was very funny! Sometimes the spoon was poked into the other boy's ear; sometimes it hit his nose.

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"Everything was grand, Mary Frances," said Eleanor, "and it was the loveliest party!"

"I think so, too," smiled Aunt Maria.

"One last riddle," said Mary Frances' father, bidding the young people good-night:

"'Why is Mary Frances the happiest girl in the world?'"

Then they all guessed----

"Because 'Mother' is coming home to-morrow!"

"Oh, Mary Frances," laughed Eleanor, "I've had more fun! Good-night, dear." And "So have we all of us," and "Thank you," cried the others.

"Good-night!"

"Good-night!"

"Good-night!"

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CHAPTER XXV

MARY FRANCES GETS DINNER

"OH, my dear Kitchen People, I'm so happy, I don't know whether I'm myself or not!"

"You are!" solemnly declared Sauce Pan,--"I mean you are our little 'Miss'--Miss Mary Frances."

"My, I feel so relieved!" said Mary Frances. "Since that is so, I'll tell you why I'm so excited! Mother is coming home to-day--and--I'm going to get dinner. Isn't it lovely?"

"Everybody," shouted Tea Kettle, "ready!"

With that, every utensil in the kitchen sprang to its queer little feet.

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"We're all quite ready, Mistress," said Tea Kettle, trying to make a bow, but looking very clumsy and ri-dic-u-lous, trying at the same time to keep water from spilling out of his nose.

"Thank you, everybody," said Mary Frances, very gravely, however. "I'll not need anyone just now but Aunty Rolling Pin. Where is she?"

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"She's out picking cherries to make a pumpkin pie," said Sauce Pan in a loud whisper to Pie Plate.

"Here I am, child," Aunty Rolling Pin's voice answered. "I can't seem to roll out. Get out of my way--you!"

With that, Knife, Fork and Spoon slid to the side of the table, and she rolled to the edge.

"What is it, child?" she smiled.

"It's the grandest thing!" said Mary Frances.

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NO. 33.--QUEEN OF HEARTS TARTS.

Spread cooked heart-shaped pastry sh.e.l.ls with preserved cherries. See No. 34.

"Tarts!" chuckled Aunty Rolling Pin. "Oh, my handles! I'm so happy! Are the cherries ready, child?" she asked, anxiously.

"Yes," said Mary Frances, "I am to use

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NO. 34.--PASTRY.

1 cup flour teaspoon salt 1/3 cup lard 1/3 cup cold water

(Use as little water as possible.)

1. Sift salt and flour into a bowl.

2. Rub lard into flour with finger tips until like coa.r.s.e powder.

3. Add half the cold water, stirring with a knife to form a stiff ball. Keep this on one side of the bowl.

4. Stir in more water until the remaining flour forms a ball. Press these b.a.l.l.s together.

5. Roll out. Fit to pie plate. Trim off overhanging edges.

6. Bake in a hot oven.

"That's it!" exclaimed Aunty Rolling Pin, joyously. "I was afraid there might not be 'shortening' or lard enough in the recipe. The whole art of making good pastry is in having one-third as much lard as flour, and using as little water as possible.

"I was afraid, too, that your mother would not put 'pastry' in the book, for when flour or starch grains are coated in fat they are too dry to 'swell' well in cooking, and cannot burst open. They are not, I'm sorry to say, a very di-ges-ti-ble food."

"I'm glad she did, though," said Mary Frances; "she will not often let us eat 'pastry,' but I 'spect she im-ag-ined how pleased I'd be. I wonder why pie tastes so good, if it isn't good for us? My, how much I have to do! Now I'm ready!"