"That's easy and quick! and Tea Kettle is just beginning to boil. How awfully cold and hungry the poor man looks!" "Wait a minute," she called. "I almost know how to make tea, — but I'd better look at the recipe. Where'd I put my book? Oh, here it is, — open to the place," she spoke softly. Then she read the directions for making [75] -, i h J ■ ^ Mary Frances peeped out ^ of the window a^ lease, Miss- a cup o' tea-aii)^tKing? 76 The Mary Frances Cook Book Harflll the teapot with boilin wate f No. 12.— Tea. 1. Half fill the teapot with boiling water. Let stand until thor- oughly hot. Pour out. 2. Put into it 1 teaspoon tea for each cup needed. 3. Pour in freshly boiling water, allowing 1 cup to every teaspoon tea✪ Tea. 4. Let stand for 5 minutes in a very warm place, but do not let it boil. Stir, and serve. If not used immediately, strain into another heated pot. Very soon she had filled the largest cup she could find in the closet , and handed it to the tramp. '' That's the bonniest cup o' tea I've drank for mony a year, Miss," said he. "It tastes like the auld country, shure." "Like the old country!" thought Mary Frances. "That's the funniest way for anything to taste I ever heard of. Maybe he's so hungry he's a little bit out of his head. Oh, I know what I'll do ! I'U make an omelet for him! I don't believe he's eaten omelet since — maybe, since he was as little as I am — maybe a hundred years. He looks a hundred years old, I'm sure. I hope I have eggs to make one — oh, yes, I know there are enough. Where's the recipe ? Oh, here it is 1 ' The lamest cup she could iind. The Tramp 77 No. 13. — Omelet. Two eggs to each person. 1. Separate yolks and whites, putting them into different bowls. 2. Add dash of salt to whites, and dash of salt and white pepper to yolks. 3. Add cold water to whites, allowing 1 teaspoon to each. 4. Add cold water to yolks, allowing 1 tablespoon to each. 5. Beat both very light. 6. Melt 1 tablespoon butter✪ Omelet in a smooth frying pan. 7. Pour in yolks. Let cook a moment. 8. Spread whites over yolks, making a little hole in the center for steam to escape. 9. Cook slowly for 5 minutes, or until the puffed up whites look dry. 10. Fold one half over the other. 11. Turn out on a warm platter. 12. Trim with parsley and serve at once. ''That's not so easy," thought the little gh'l, ''but I guess I can manage it — he'll not be very par-tic-u-lar." But she had very little trouble; for she read what her mother had written; and followed each direction exactly, all the way through the recipe. "Blessin's on ye, Miss," said the tramp, as Mary Frances carried the smoking dish out on the porch a so. Separate yoiks and whites The omelet. ^^ c^ The Tramp 79 to him with a slice of bread and butter. "You've got a kind heart, you 'ave, to be shure. Ain't that — whatever it is — a beauty!" "It is real pretty," said Mary Frances, feeling quite proud. "I just made it for you. I'm learning to cook. My mother's away — and I'm here all alone just now except for Jubey and the Kitchen F (she caught herself just in time). Jubey is the kitten, you know. My lessons just came to Omelet, and — v/hy, what's the matter with it?" she cried, dismayed. "It's all fallen flat! I wonder if I got it done. It gets flatter and flatter."

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"That's easy and quick! and Tea Kettle is just beginning to boil. How awfully cold and hungry the poor man looks!" "Wait a minute," she called. "I almost know how to make tea, — but I'd better look at the recipe. Where'd I put my book? Oh, here it is, — open to the place," she spoke softly. Then she read the directions for making [75] -, i h J ■ ^ Mary Frances peeped out ^ of the window please, Miss— a cup o' tea anything? The Mary Frances Cook Book the teapot with boiling water. No. 12.— Tea. 1. Half fill the teapot with boiling water. Let stand until thoroughly hot. Pour out. 2. Put into it 1 teaspoon tea for each cup needed. 3. Pour in freshly boiling water, allowing 1 cup to every teaspoon tea. 4. Let stand for 5 minutes in a very warm place, but do not let it boil. Stir, and serve. If not used immediately, strain into another heated pot. Very soon she had filled the largest cup she could find in the closet , and handed it to the tramp. "That's the bonniest cup o' tea I've drank for mony a year, Miss," said he. "It tastes like the auld country, shure." "Like the old country!" thought Mary Frances. "That's the funniest way for anything to taste I ever heard of. Maybe he's so hungry he's a little bit out of his head. Oh, I know what I'll do ! I'U make an omelet for him! I don't believe he's eaten omelet since — maybe, since he was as little as I am — maybe a hundred years. He looks a hundred years old, I'm sure. I hope I have eggs to make one — oh, yes, I know there are enough. Where's the recipe ? Oh, here it is 1 ' The lamest cup she could iind. The Tramp No. 13. — Omelet. Two eggs to each person. 1. Separate yolks and whites, putting them into different bowls. 2. Add dash of salt to whites, and dash of salt and white pepper to yolks. 3. Add cold water to whites, allowing 1 teaspoon to each. 4. Add cold water to yolks, allowing 1 tablespoon to each. 5. Beat both very light. 6. Melt 1 tablespoon butter in a smooth frying pan. 7. Pour in yolks. Let cook a moment. 8. Spread whites over yolks, making a little hole in the center for steam to escape. 9. Cook slowly for 5 minutes, or until the puffed up whites look dry. 10. Fold one half over the other. 11. Turn out on a warm platter. 12. Trim with parsley and serve at once. "That's not so easy," thought the little girl, ''but I guess I can manage it — he'll not be very par-tic-u-lar." But she had very little trouble; for she read what her mother had written; and followed each direction exactly, all the way through the recipe. "Blessin's on ye, Miss," said the tramp, as Mary Frances carried the smoking dish out on the porch to him. Separate yoiks and whites The omelet. ^^ c^ The Tramp to him with a slice of bread and butter. "You've got a kind heart, you 'ave, to be shure. Ain't that — whatever it is — a beauty!" "It is real pretty," said Mary Frances, feeling quite proud. "I just made it for you. I'm learning to cook. My mother's away — and I'm here all alone just now except for Jubey and the Kitchen Fairy (she caught herself just in time). Jubey is the kitten, you know. My lessons just came to Omelet, and — why, what's the matter with it?" she cried, dismayed. "It's all fallen flat! I wonder if I got it done. It gets flatter and flatter."

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