148 FEBRUARY 



The farmer's wife beat eggs and sugar and 

 butter together in a large bowl. 



Then she beat in some flour, too. 



" Now, I am in grand company/' said the 

 flour. 



" The eggs are the color of gold. 



." The sugar is like diamonds. 



" This is the company for me." 



"The cake looks rich," said one of the 

 daughters. 



" I am rich, and I am a cake ! " said the 

 happy flour. 



Just then a pair of brown eyes peeped into 

 the room. 



" What is that ? " asked one of the boys. 



"Cake." 



" Who made it ? " 



I did." 



" I like you. You are such a nice woman, 

 Who is going to eat any of it ? " 



" I am afraid it is too rich for boys." 



" No/' said the boy, " I am afraid it isn't." 



