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She had just put the cake into the oven to bake, and there were several dishes on the table dishes in which were dabs of sweet, sugary icing and cake batter. "Oh, may I please clean out some of the cake dishes?" asked Madeline. "Yes," answered the cook kindly.
Pepper, "what you might do; you might make him some little apple tarts most every one likes them, you know." "Well," said Polly, with a sigh, "I s'pose they'll have to do; but some time, mammy, I'm going to bake him a big cake, so there!" One day, a few weeks after, Mrs. Pepper and Polly were busy in the kitchen.
Miss Mink held her own counsel but she knew what she was going to do. Her soldier was in trouble, he had no family or friends. She was going to him. With trembling fingers she packed a small basket with some apples, a jar of jelly and a slice of cake.
The trio at the end of the table ate with zest and unimpaired enthusiasm, of the good things that they fondly believed might never have reached their present point of perfection had it not been for their skill. "Should you think," Elizabeth paused to say, in a somewhat muffled voice, entirely owing to plum cake and not grief, "that one of us is married too?"
He wants you, and I'm afraid he'll disturb mistress again. David ran upstairs. 'Sandy, what do you want? Sandy was crying violently, far down under the bedclothes. When David drew him out, he was found to be grasping a piece of crumbling cake, sticky with tears. 'It's Cecile's cake, he sobbed into his father's ear. 'I want to give it her.
Steadman had decided that she would wear her purple silk with the gold embroidery, and make a Prince of Wales cake and a batch of lemon cookies some of them put together with a date paste, and the rest of them just loose, with maybe a date or a raisin in the middle. Mrs.
At that, Gary McFarlane went off into an ecstacy of laughter, delighted and amused beyond count. Preston interrupted the sponge cake exercise, and Daisy felt her sofa shaking with his burden of amusement. What had she done? Glancing her eye towards Dr. Sandford, who sat near, she saw that a very decided smile was curling the corners of his mouth.
Then the beardless one got up, threw the flour into the tub, and made a hole in the middle, telling the boy to fetch some water from the river in his two hands, to mix the cake. When the cake was ready for baking they put it on the fire, and covered it with hot ashes, till it was cooked through.
"And here's a dressed turkey, a twenty-pounder at least!" said Harry. "Ah, you noble bird! What better fate could you find than a tomb in the stomachs of brave Confederate soldiers!" "And another turkey!" said Dalton. "And a bag of nuts!" said Sherburne. "And, as I live, two bottles of claret!" said St. Claire. "And a big black cake!" said Lieutenant-Colonel Hector St. Hilaire.
"Good idea," said Dick, and proceeded to lash the long strips together with the straps, aided by sundry strings and handkerchiefs. Then there were several moments of suspense until Migwan came within reach of the pole. She simply had to wait until she floated near enough to grasp it, which the perverse ice cake seemed to have no intention of doing.
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