Presently she opened the oven door and tried the cake by sticking a
broom whisp into it. The flour was just a bit sticky and she left the
cake in a little longer.
When it came out it certainly looked very nice. The top was a golden
brown and had raised beautifully. The cake was about a foot in diameter
and Nan was justly proud of it.
"Wished you had put raisins in it," said Freddie. "Raisins are
beautiful."
"No, I like plain cake the best," said Bert.
"I like chocolate," came from Flossie.
"And I like layer cake, with currant jelly in between," said Nan. "But I
didn't dare to open any jelly without asking mamma."
"Let us surprise her with the cake," said Bert.
"Want cake now," protested Freddie. "Don't want to wait 't all!"
But he was persuaded to wait, and the cake was hidden away in the
dining-room closet until the hour for the evening meal.
When Dinah came home she noticed the mussed-up kitchen, but Nan begged
of her to keep quiet.
"All right, honey," said the colored cook. "But I know youse been
a-bakin'--I kin spell it in de air."
When they sat down to the evening meal all of the children produced the
cake in great triumph.
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