"Oh, Father, I'm so disappointed! I had every- "H</.y The Breakfast Burns Up 67 thing ready so nice and hot, and now everything's burnt up! Oh, de — ar, oh, oh, oh, de — ar!" "Never mind. Honey," said her father, kissing away her tears. ''Nevermind! There's no hurry this morning, I'll fix the fire and you do it all over again." "But I've wasted all the eggs — they're as hard as bricks — they cooked twenty minutes. I forgot them." "They'll be fine in our salad to-night," said Brother; "I love hard-boiled eggs that way." "Brother, you run out in the garden," said her father, "Sister is going to have our breakfast ready in a very few minutes." "I'll do that," cried Billy, "and I'll have a fine appetite." When they went into the kitchen Mary Frances saw Sauce Pan whisper something to Coffee Pot, but her father didn't notice. He quickly fixed the fire. "Now, Father," begged Mary Frances, "please let me do it and I'll have everything on the table in no time." "Ho-ho! little Miss Housekeeper doesn't need any help. Very weU!" "fe; ihe incur sala£' ^ttce Dan whisper sometliingtojofieepot. 68 The Mary Frances Cook Book keeps me so sad." ''I did need help with the fire, Father/' said Mary Frances; ^'it was a great help, but " "All right, Girlie," said Father, "I'll read my paper; you call us when you're ready." In a very few minutes she did call them, and a fine breakfast it was, too; for Mary Frances knew how so well that not a minute was wasted. "Ain't she the loveliest cook," whispered Coffee Pot to Sauce Pan, as Mary Frances disappeared through the dining room door with the eggs. "Loveliest ever!" said Sauce Pan. "I really was afraid to call her for fear her father would hear. I'm BO sorry " "Yes," nodded Toaster Man, "I can't seem to get it off my mind. It keeps me so sad — won't you tell us a story?" "I can't get it off my mind, either," said Sauce Pan. with a sob, "but I'll do my best. Here goes: "Our little Miss sat down and cried, And called her Sauce Pan to her, 'I feel so berry bad inside, I wish you'd (h)eat some sugar.'" ' I can I get it offmy mind, either." The Breakfast Burns Up 69 "Oh, silly!" interrupted Toaster Man, "don't make fun, — besides, you know that's not true." "Well," replied Sauce Pan, "I thought you wanted a story!" "Pooh!" puffed Tea Kettle, "What a poor pun! I should think you'd all be tired out. Let's take a nap." "I just want to say I love our little Miss just the same," said Sauce Pan. "And I!" "And I!" cried all the Kitchen People. and a bear hucr, laughed arylB'ances. CHAPTER XI O Id like to know why not" A JOKE ON AUNT MARIA it .^^"^ H, hum-m-m! O, yah, yah, yah," yawned Tea Kettle next morning, stretching his funny little arms. '' Oh, I say," he shouted, ^'Wake up! We've overslept. Wake up, everybody! Where's our little mistress, I wonder?" ''Nice memory, — yours!" drawled Sauce Pan. ''Don't you remember they all went over to Aunt Maria Hush's for dinner Saturday night, and for Sunday?" "Aunt Maria Hush!" roared Tea Kettle. "That's not her name!" "I'd like to know why not," said Sauce Pan. "Every time I go to say anything when she's here, somebody says, 'Keep still — that's Aunt Maria, — Hush!'" "Ho, ho, ho, hee-hee-hee!" laughed all the Kitchen People. "That meant, 'Be still,' Goosie," Tea Kettle explained. [70] oddMAd

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"Oh, Father, I'm so disappointed! I had every- The Breakfast Burns Up thing ready so nice and hot, and now everything's burnt up! Oh, de — ar, oh, oh, oh, de — ar!" "Never mind. Honey," said her father, kissing away her tears. ''Nevermind! There's no hurry this morning, I'll fix the fire and you do it all over again." "But I've wasted all the eggs — they're as hard as bricks — they cooked twenty minutes. I forgot them." "They'll be fine in our salad to-night," said Brother; "I love hard-boiled eggs that way." "Brother, you run out in the garden," said her father, "Sister is going to have our breakfast ready in a very few minutes." "I'll do that," cried Billy, "and I'll have a fine appetite." When they went into the kitchen Mary Frances saw Sauce Pan whisper something to Coffee Pot, but her father didn't notice. He quickly fixed the fire. "Now, Father," begged Mary Frances, "please let me do it and I'll have everything on the table in no time." "Ho-ho! little Miss Housekeeper doesn't need any help. Very weU!" [illustration: Sauce Pan whisper something to Coffee Pot] The Mary Frances Cook Book keeps me so sad." ''I did need help with the fire, Father/' said Mary Frances; ^'it was a great help, but " "All right, Girlie," said Father, "I'll read my paper; you call us when you're ready." In a very few minutes she did call them, and a fine breakfast it was, too; for Mary Frances knew how so well that not a minute was wasted. "Ain't she the loveliest cook," whispered Coffee Pot to Sauce Pan, as Mary Frances disappeared through the dining room door with the eggs. "Loveliest ever!" said Sauce Pan. "I really was afraid to call her for fear her father would hear. I'm BO sorry " "Yes," nodded Toaster Man, "I can't seem to get it off my mind. It keeps me so sad — won't you tell us a story?" "I can't get it off my mind, either," said Sauce Pan. with a sob, "but I'll do my best. Here goes: "Our little Miss sat down and cried, And called her Sauce Pan to her, 'I feel so berry bad inside, I wish you'd (h)eat some sugar.'" "I can't get it off my mind, either." The Breakfast Burns Up "Oh, silly!" interrupted Toaster Man, "don't make fun, — besides, you know that's not true." "Well," replied Sauce Pan, "I thought you wanted a story!" "Pooh!" puffed Tea Kettle, "What a poor pun! I should think you'd all be tired out. Let's take a nap." "I just want to say I love our little Miss just the same," said Sauce Pan. "And I!" "And I!" cried all the Kitchen People. [illustration: and a bear hug, laughed Mary Frances] CHAPTER XI O Id like to know why not" A JOKE ON AUNT MARIA it .^^"^ H, hum-m-m! O, yah, yah, yah," yawned Tea Kettle next morning, stretching his funny little arms. '' Oh, I say," he shouted, ^'Wake up! We've overslept. Wake up, everybody! Where's our little mistress, I wonder?" ''Nice memory, — yours!" drawled Sauce Pan. ''Don't you remember they all went over to Aunt Maria Hush's for dinner Saturday night, and for Sunday?" "Aunt Maria Hush!" roared Tea Kettle. "That's not her name!" "I'd like to know why not," said Sauce Pan. "Every time I go to say anything when she's here, somebody says, 'Keep still — that's Aunt Maria, — Hush!'" "Ho, ho, ho, hee-hee-hee!" laughed all the Kitchen People. "That meant, 'Be still,' Goosie," Tea Kettle explained. [70]

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