The Mary Frances cook book

by Jane Eayre Fryer

But some one was talking.

"Wonder what little Mistress will cook to-day."

"I'll see if they know," said Mary Frances to herself.

"It's hard to remember so far ahead," complained Coffee Pot. "I wish it was my turn all the time."

"Oh, you have more chance than most of us, except Tea Kettle," exclaimed Sauce Pan. "I expect, though, most of us will be used a lot now,"—airily.

"Why?"

"Oh, I read a poem about it, which proves——"

"Say it!" interrupted several Kitchen People. ("What fun!" thought Mary Frances. "I'll try to remember it.")

"All right!" said Sauce Pan, proudly, beginning to recite: