1 I hadn't time to cook anything.
2 Suppose you learn plain cooking.
3 Place, to teach young ladies how to cook.
4 To begin with, Hannah's cooking didn't turn out well.
5 So a tray was fitted out before anyone began, and taken up with the cook's compliments.
6 Many were the complaints below, and great the chagrin of the head cook at her failures.
7 She boiled the asparagus for an hour and was grieved to find the heads cooked off and the stalks harder than ever.
8 The cook was bad-tempered, the old coachman was deaf, and Esther the only one who ever took any notice of the young lady.
9 Fearing to ask any more advice, she did her best alone, and discovered that something more than energy and good will is necessary to make a cook.
10 While the cooking mania lasted she went through Mrs. Cornelius's Receipt Book as if it were a mathematical exercise, working out the problems with patience and care.
11 "Now you have been good children, and I'll play anything you like," says Meg, as she leads her assistant cooks upstairs, when the pudding is safely bouncing in the pot.
12 It was play then, but there came a time when I was truly grateful that I not only possessed the will but the power to cook wholesome food for my little girls, and help myself when I could no longer afford to hire help.
13 She likewise set up housekeeping in the sideboard, and managed a microscopic cooking stove with a skill that brought tears of pride to Hannah's eyes, while Demi learned his letters with his grandfather, who invented a new mode of teaching the alphabet by forming letters with his arms and legs, thus uniting gymnastics for head and heels.
14 After this, Meg had Mr. Scott to dinner by special invitation, and served him up a pleasant feast without a cooked wife for the first course, on which occasion she was so gay and gracious, and made everything go off so charmingly, that Mr. Scott told John he was a lucky fellow, and shook his head over the hardships of bachelorhood all the way home.