"That certainly is easier," said Mary Frances, putting the hint to practice.
"In order to get the baking powder into every bit of the flour, they should be sifted together three times. Now, I see you are working the butter into the flour. Rub lightly with your finger tips. That's it—pour the milk gradually, mix well—the dough should be almost sticky, but not too soft to handle. Now it's my turn," she chuckled, as Mary Frances turned the dough on a well-floured board. "But if you are going to make Thimble Biscuits, one half of the dough is enough to pat out for them——"
"And I can make the rest into real biscuits! What a splendid idea!" said Mary Frances.
"Wonder if the handles are her ears," she thought, softly patting the dough with Aunty Rolling Pin.
As she bent over, she caught the sound of singing, and this is the song Aunty Rolling Pin sang:
"Roly-poly, roly-poly,
To and fro,
Roly-poly, roly poly,
O'er the dough.
Round as an apple,
Straight as a rule;
Guess who I am
Or I'll send you to ——
