Six Little Bunkers at Grandma Bell's by Laura Lee Hope
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"That's what it is," answered Norah. "It's the first time I've made it in a long while. I hope you'll like it." "Sure they can't help it if you made it!" chuckled Jerry, who was exceedingly fond of Norah. "Go 'long with you!" she told him, laughing. "It does look just like thunder, it's so dark!" said Russ, biting into a slice of the cake. "And where's the lightning?" asked Rose. "That's the pink part," answered the cook. "You see I take some chocolate-cake dough, and mix it up with white-cake dough, and then I put in some dough that I've colored pink, and mix that through in lines and streaks, and that's the lightning," explained Norah. And when the cake had been baked in this way, and cut, each slice showed a white part, a dark brown part and a pink, jagged streak here and there, as lightning is sometimes seen to streak through the dark clouds. "Oh, it's awful good!" cried Laddie, as he took a second slice to eat with the home-made ice cream. "Will it make a noise like a fire-cracker?" asked Vi, who always had some sort of question ready. "It won't make a noise unless you drop it, darlin'," said Jerry with a |
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