portion she added
cinnamon, to the other chocolate, and the last portion was flavored
with vanilla. A piece of dough the size of a small marble was placed
in the wafer iron, which was then pressed together and held over the
fire in the range, by a long handle, until the wafer was crisp and
brown. They are delicious and will keep indefinitely."

The Professor's wife finished speaking to Mary, and turned to her
daughter Elizabeth, saying, "It is time I mix the dough if we are to
have 'Boova Shenkel' for dinner today. I see the potatoes have steamed
tender."

"Oh, goody!" said Pauline, "I just love 'Boova Shenkel!'"

"Then," said her Mother, "run down into the cellar and get me three
eggs for them, and Mary, I'll write off the recipe for you, if you
wish it, as I feel sure you'll like them as well as Pauline. And
Elizabeth, dust powdered sugar over this plate of 'Rosen Kuchen,' and
you, Mary and Pauline, leave this hot kitchen and have lunch out in
the 'Espalier,' as your Father calls it."

"I think," said Mary to Elizabeth, after they were seated in the
shade, prepared to enjoy the "Rosen Kuchen," "this little, natural,
home-grown summer-house is the oddest and prettiest little place I've
ever seen."

"Yes," assented Elizabeth, "Father said he made it as nearly like as
possible to a large one at Weisbaden, no great distance from his old
home in Germany. He says the 'Frauer Esche,' meaning Weeping Ash, at
Weisbaden, had tables and benches placed beneath spreading branches of
the tree, and picnics were frequently held there. This one was made by
the larger branches of the Weeping Ash, turning downward, fastened by
pieces of leather to a framework nailed to the top of posts in the
ground, about two yards apart, surrounding the tree. The posts, you
notice, are just a little higher than an ordinary man, and when the
leaves thickly cover the tops and sides, protecting one from the
sun's rays, it is an ideal Summer-house. We frequently sit here
evenings and afternoons; Mother brings her sewing and Pauline her doll
family, which, you know, is quite numerous."

"I never saw a Summer-house at all like it," said Mary.

The Professor's wife not only taught Mary the making of superior
pastry and the cooking of German dishes, but what was of still greater
importance, taught her the value of different foods; that cereals of
every description, flour and potatoes, are starchy foods; that cream,
butter, oil, etc., are fat foods; t