“So could I,” replied Dorothy; “I wish I had some pudding now.”
“You shall have all the pudding you want,” said the old woman, “if you do as I say. Sit close together; close your eyes and when I say ‘Salt’ open them.”
The children did as the old woman said and sat very still with their eyes closed while she sang these words:—
“Listen, children, while I tell
How to make a pudding well:
Sift your flour fine and white,
And a quart will be all right;
Sugar, just a cup—no more;
Eggs, well beaten—put in four;
Lump of butter melt, and—halt!