<h2>CHAPTER XXI</h2>
<div class='chaptertitle'>THE PICNIC</div>
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<div class='cap'>"CAN'T guess where I'm going to-day," laughed
Mary Frances, coming into the kitchen
next morning.</div>
<p>"To the circus?" guessed Sauce Pan.</p>
<p>Mary Frances shook her head.</p>
<p>"Not to-day."</p>
<p>"To the fair?" guessed Coffee Pot.</p>
<p>"No!"</p>
<p>"To the Zo-ol-og-ic-al Garden," guessed Sauce Pan,
again, beginning to recite:</p>
<div class='poem'>
"'The Pan-Cans went to the Zoo,<br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">It long had been their wish</span><br/>
To see the Baking Panimals<br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">With the wildly Chafing Dish.'"</span><br/></div>
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<p>"Wrong!" laughed Mary Frances. "All wrong!—Perhaps
this will help you guess"—opening the cook
book.</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_136" id="Page_136">[136]</SPAN></span></p>
<div class="center"><span class="smcap">No. 28.—Stuffed Eggs.</span></div>
<div class="blockquot">
<p>1. Hard-boil eggs.</p>
<p>2. Drop into cold water. Remove shells.</p>
<p>3. Cut each in half lengthwise.</p>
<p>4. Turn out yolks into a bowl.</p>
<p>5. Carefully place whites together in pairs.</p>
<p>6. Mash yolks with back of a spoon.</p>
<p>7. For every 6 yolks, put into the bowl</p>
<div class='center'>
<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary="Ingredients">
<tr><td align='left'>1 tablespoon olive oil or melted butter</td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>½ teaspoon mustard (the kind prepared for table)</td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>½ teaspoon salt</td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>dash cayenne pepper</td></tr>
</table></div>
<p>8. Rub these together thoroughly with the yolks.</p>
<p>9. Make little balls of this paste, the size of the yolks.</p>
<p>10. Fit one ball into each pair whites.</p>
</div>
<div class="blockquot"><p><span class="smcap">Note.</span>—If used for table, serve with White Sauce poured around them.
If used for picnic, wrap waxed paper around each until needed.</p>
</div>
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<p>"It's a picnic! It's a picnic!" cried the Kitchen
People.</p>
<p>"Yes!" explained Mary Frances, "that's it! Aunt
Maria is giving me a picnic to 'celebrate my ambition,'
she says—whatever that means. Anyhow, Father's
coming. He's going to make up for the lunch he
couldn't come to. I'm so happy!"</p>
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<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_137" id="Page_137">[137]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>"So'm I! Goody! Goody! I'm all ready!"</p>
<p>Mary Frances turned.</p>
<p>"If it isn't Basket!" she cried. "I had no idea you——"</p>
<p>"That I wanted to go?" asked Basket proudly.
"My family are the most important 'picnickers' at
any picnic! We always go!"</p>
<p>"Well, to be sure!" exclaimed Mary Frances.
"Here, wait—these eggs will be ready in a minute!"</p>
<p>"Tuck the napkin in carefully, please," said Basket.
"I won't spill them out. Anything else?"</p>
<p>"No," said Mary Frances. "Aunt Maria said I
could bring just one thing—and to surprise everybody;
so I have not told anyone what I am going to bring.
I wonder if——"</p>
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<p>But her thought was cut short by Coffee Pot's
crying excitedly: "I want to go! I want to go! I—want—to—go!
go! go! go! I want to go—go—go—go!—go—go!"</p>
<p>"Oh, you can't go!" said Sauce Pan. "Why—you!—you'd—you—you'd——"</p>
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<p>"That will do," said Mary Frances. "I'll take
you, Coffee Pot. Maybe Aunt Maria's little coffee<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_138" id="Page_138">[138]</SPAN></span>
pot won't be large enough for all of the picnic. Eleanor
and Bob are going with us!"</p>
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<p>Coffee Pot looked tri-umph-ant-ly at Sauce Pan,
but seemed too happy to say anything.</p>
<p>"Good-bye, Kitchen People," said Mary Frances,
"I wish I could take you all."</p>
<p>"Good-bye," cried the Kitchen People; "hope
you'll have a lovely time!"</p>
<p>"I'd be scared," said Sauce Pan, glancing at Coffee
Pot. "Who knows what's in the woods?" And as
Mary Frances closed the door, he was singing:</p>
<div class='poem'>
"'If polar bears were everywheres,<br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">And leopards came to tea,</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 0.5em;">And fearful bats and gnawing gnats</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">All came to eat with me,</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">And giant snakes ate all the cakes,</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 0.5em;">What a "picnic" that would be!'"</span><br/>
<br/>
<span style="margin-left: 6.5em;">"Boo!!!"</span><br/></div>
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<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_139" id="Page_139">[139]</SPAN></span></p>
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