"I do love that," said Brownie, as she wrote down the last word. "When I eat it, I always think I'm eating melted chocolate creams."
"So do I!" laughed Mildred. "Perhaps Uncle Tom and Aunt Mary won't eat their creams to-morrow night, and then you and I can have them for lunch the next day, Brownie."
"They'll surely eat them!" sighed Brownie. "They're too good to leave."
When these were made and safely put away, all but the creamy tops, which were to go on just before supper the next day, Jack came strolling in.
"Smells awfully good!" he said. "Turkey, and onions, and mince-pies, and spicy things. Got any cooking for a boy to do—proper cooking, I mean?"
"I've just thought of something," his mother said quickly, "and I need you to do it right away. The girls are getting up a supper for Thanksgiving night, and they really ought to have some cake to eat with the dessert they have just been making."
"Cake!" ejaculated Jack. "I draw the line at cake, Mother Blair; making cake is not a man's job."
"Not cake, Jack,—only something to go in cake. I want you to crack some nuts and pick them out for the girls. Here is what they are going to make now."
NUT CAKES
| 2 | eggs. |
| 1 | cup of light brown sugar. |
| 1 | cup of nut meats, chopped fine. |
| 2 | tablespoonfuls of sifted flour. |
| ¼ | teaspoonful of salt. |