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Mary Jane: Her Book by Clara Ingram Judson
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while I bake the cake. After you are dressed, you'd better run down to the
grocery and order your surprise so they surely have enough on hand in the
morning. I'll write what you want on this slip of paper."

So Mary Jane, who always loved to help in big folks fashion, tidied up
the table. First she put away all the clean silver and napkins. Then she
propped open the swinging doors that led through the butler's pantry. Then,
with the way clear to the kitchen, she carried out all the plates and
glasses and cups that were to be washed. After the dishes were all out, she
shook the crumbs off the little blue doilies mother used for lunches and
put them away neatly in the drawer. Mrs. Merrill thought that was a great
deal of help for a little girl her age to give.

At three o'clock she skipped down to the grocery at the corner and showed
him the paper on which Mrs. Merrill had written the order for the morning.

"You tell her that'll be all right," said the grocery clerk as he looked
at the slip. "You can come down any time after nine and I'll have them all
done up ready for you, young lady."

Mary Jane walked primly out of the store; it always made her feel funny to
be called young lady. But the minute she was out of the clerk's sight she
ran as fast as ever she could, toward home.

"He says it's all right, he has plenty," she reported to her mother.

"That's good," answered Mrs. Merrill comfortably; "there's nothing like
being sure. You run to the kitchen now, Mary Jane. I left the frosting bowl
on the chair. You'll find a teaspoon in it and you can have any frosting
you can scrape out--it's white butter frosting, the very kind you like
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