by yourself."

As soon as Miss Betty appeared, Mildred asked, "Now what first?" and
pushed up her sleeves.

"First we must start the salad. I really ought to have done that long
ago, but I waited for you. It is much better when it stands."

She brought in three large tomatoes and washed them and cut out the
stems. Then she put them into a saucepan and poured boiling water over
them, and, after they had watched a moment, they saw the skin all around
the edge of the stem-hole begin to curl up; then they poured off the
water, and Miss Betty put a fork into one and with a small sharp knife
quickly pulled off all the skin; then she gave the fork to Mildred, and
let her finish the others and put them away on the ice while she washed
the lettuce and rolled it up in a towel and put that on ice, too, to
make it get crisp. Then she read her this rule:

PLAIN TOMATO SALAD

Scald and peel the tomatoes, and put them on ice for an hour. Wash
the lettuce after separating, roll in a towel, and put on ice
also. When it is time to use the salad, slice the tomatoes and
arrange with the lettuce on plates or in a bowl. Make the usual
French dressing, and put it in a cream bottle; just before using,
shake this very hard and pour over at once.

"You know how to make French dressing, don't you, Mildred?"

"Oh, yes, indeed! I learned that long ago, when I was putting up
luncheons for Jack. But I never put it in a bottle--I just mixed it in a
bowl."

"My dear, I've only just learned to put it in a bottle! You will be
surprised to find how much better it is for a hard shaking, such as you
cannot give it in a bowl. It is thick, and so well mixed that it is
twice as good. I found that out myself the other day.

"And here is a special receipt for you, Brownie," continued Miss Betty,
as Brownie came into the kitchen; "such a cunning little one!"

YELLOW TOMATO SALAD (BROWNIE'S)

Scald and peel little yellow tomatoes; chill, and lay on lettuce
leaves; add French dressing just before serving, or mix the yellow
tomatoes with little bits of red ones.

"Oh, that must be lovely!" said Brownie. "I'm going to copy that in my
book, and put my name after it, as my very own salad!"

"Now what next?" asked Mildred, as she set away the French dressing in
the cream bottle.

"Delicious little strawberry shortcakes; do you remember your rule for
biscuits?"

"Indeed I do! I've made those so often I never