AUHT JANE'S COOKING CLASS. 107 in the hall, and the little girls were rewarded by a smile from their mother, and by hearing her remark that noth- ing had tasted quite so good to her since she had been sick as this little meal of her daughters' preparation. 108 SIX LITTLE OOOK8. EIGHTH DAY. "Oh, mamma, what do you think?'' said Grace, burst- ing into the breakfast-room one morning. " Mr. Lane has invited " " Good morning, my dear," said Mrs. Yernon, checking the torrent of words with a motherly smile. " As this is the first time we have seen you, we should like that little piece of courtesy as an introduction to what you have to say." "Good morning, mamma; good morning, Aunt Jane; Mr. Lane has invited all our three families, boys and babies and grown people and everything, to go to a pic- nic in his woods out in the country on the Fourth; and it isn't to be a general basket pic-nic, but Mrs. Lane is going to send all the lunch from her house, and she wants to know if Aunt Jane and all of us girls won't go there Monday afternoon and make the things, and if we'll send her a list of what's wanted, she'll have everything ready." " I don't wonder that you are out of breath, Grace, after AUNT JANE'S COOKING GLASS. 109 that long speech; do sit down and rest a few minutes. If your papa says yes, we'll go to the pic-nic with pleasure, and as for having a cooking-party at Mrs. Lane's, you must ask Aunt Jane about that." "Oh, I know Aunt Jane will say 'yes,' she's such a dear, good, kind, first-rate Aunty 1 Won't you, Aunt Jane?" "After all that praise, I'm afraid I might lose my reputation for amiability if I said ' no,' ' said Mrs. King, laughing; "but luckily, I don't want to say no. I think the notion is capital, and I am for accepting at once." " Oh, you best of aunts! " exclaimed Grace, embracing her aunt rapturously. " I'll run and tell Mrs. Lane now — may I, mamma?" " I think Mrs. Lane will be able to wait until after break- fast," answered Mrs. Yernon, " and you must remember that you haven't consulted your father yet." " Oh, I know beforehand what he'll say; * Just as your mother pleases.' I haven't asked papa's consent to any thing a thousand times in my life not to know that by this time. I hope he'll come down soon, though, so I can go through the motions." As Grace had foretold, her father made no objections, 110 SIX LITTLE OOOK8. and in the course of the morning Aunt Jane went into Mrs. Lane's to arrange with her about particulars. "Well, Aunt Jane, what are we to have?" inquired Grace when her aunt came back. "Oh, we have arranged a very nice bill of fare; but never mind going over it now. I will just give you some new recipes, and we can talk over the rest of the pro- gramme afterwards." No. 98 — VEAL LOAF. Three Ibs. raw veal and half a Ib. raw pork chopped fine together; three Boston crackers rolled fine, or a cup and a half of bread crumbs; three eggs, one teaspoonful black pepper, a very little sage, the same of mace, one teaspoonful salt. Pack into square tin pans; strew bread crumbs or grated cracker over the top, and while baking, baste with a tablespoonful of butter dissolved in boiling water✪ Veal Loaf. Bake three hours in a moderate oven. "What is ' basting,' Aunt Jane?" asked Grace.

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AUHT JANE'S COOKING CLASS. 107 in the hall, and the little girls were rewarded by a smile from their mother, and by hearing her remark that noth- ing had tasted quite so good to her since she had been sick as this little meal of her daughters' preparation. 108 SIX LITTLE OOOK8. EIGHTH DAY. "Oh, mamma, what do you think?'' said Grace, burst- ing into the breakfast-room one morning. " Mr. Lane has invited " " Good morning, my dear," said Mrs. Yernon, checking the torrent of words with a motherly smile. " As this is the first time we have seen you, we should like that little piece of courtesy as an introduction to what you have to say." "Good morning, mamma; good morning, Aunt Jane; Mr. Lane has invited all our three families, boys and babies and grown people and everything, to go to a pic- nic in his woods out in the country on the Fourth; and it isn't to be a general basket pic-nic, but Mrs. Lane is going to send all the lunch from her house, and she wants to know if Aunt Jane and all of us girls won't go there Monday afternoon and make the things, and if we'll send her a list of what's wanted, she'll have everything ready." " I don't wonder that you are out of breath, Grace, after AUNT JANE'S COOKING GLASS. 109 that long speech; do sit down and rest a few minutes. If your papa says yes, we'll go to the pic-nic with pleasure, and as for having a cooking-party at Mrs. Lane's, you must ask Aunt Jane about that." "Oh, I know Aunt Jane will say 'yes,' she's such a dear, good, kind, first-rate Aunty 1 Won't you, Aunt Jane?" "After all that praise, I'm afraid I might lose my reputation for amiability if I said ' no,' ' said Mrs. King, laughing; "but luckily, I don't want to say no. I think the notion is capital, and I am for accepting at once." " Oh, you best of aunts! " exclaimed Grace, embracing her aunt rapturously. " I'll run and tell Mrs. Lane now — may I, mamma?" " I think Mrs. Lane will be able to wait until after break- fast," answered Mrs. Yernon, " and you must remember that you haven't consulted your father yet." " Oh, I know beforehand what he'll say; * Just as your mother pleases.' I haven't asked papa's consent to any thing a thousand times in my life not to know that by this time. I hope he'll come down soon, though, so I can go through the motions." As Grace had foretold, her father made no objections, 110 SIX LITTLE OOOK8. and in the course of the morning Aunt Jane went into Mrs. Lane's to arrange with her about particulars. "Well, Aunt Jane, what are we to have?" inquired Grace when her aunt came back. "Oh, we have arranged a very nice bill of fare; but never mind going over it now. I will just give you some new recipes, and we can talk over the rest of the pro- gramme afterwards." No. 98 — VEAL LOAF. Three Ibs. raw veal and half a Ib. raw pork chopped fine together; three Boston crackers rolled fine, or a cup and a half of bread crumbs; three eggs, one teaspoonful black pepper, a very little sage, the same of mace, one teaspoonful salt. Pack into square tin pans; strew bread crumbs or grated cracker over the top, and while baking, baste with a tablespoonful of butter dissolved in boiling water. Bake three hours in a moderate oven. "What is ' basting,' Aunt Jane?" asked Grace.

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