Homemade bread

Chapter one: The Great Elixir.

Over the door appeared a weather-worn sign that read, "Jules Grosground, Baker." In one of the windows, painted upon a sheet of cardboard, was another sign, "Homemade Bread by the Best Modern Machinery." There was a third sign in the window beyond the doorway, and this was marked upon a bit of wrapping paper and said, "Fresh Gingerbread Every Day." When you opened the door, the top of it struck a brass bell suspended from the ceiling and made it tinkle merrily.

Hearing the sound, Madame Leotine Grosground would come from her little room at back of the shop and stand behind the counter and ask you what you would like to purchase.

Madame Leotine, or Madame Tina as the children called her, was quite short and quite fat.

THE GREAT ELIXIR Over the door appeared a weather-worn sign that read Jules Grogrand, baker.

In one of the windows, painted upon a sheet of cardboard, was another sign, Homemade bread by the best modern machinery.

There was a third sign in the window beyond the doorway, and this was marked upon a bit of wrapping paper, and said, Fresh gingerbread every day.

when you opened the door the top of it struck a brass bell suspended from the ceiling and made it tinkle merrily hearing the sound madame leotine grogrand would come from her little room at back of the shop and stand behind the counter and ask you what you would like to purchase madame liotine or madame tina as the children called her was quite short and quite fat she had a round pleasant face that was good to look upon she moved somewhat slowly for the rheumatism troubled her more or less but no one minded if madame was a bit slow in tying up her parcels for surely no cakes or buns in all the town were so delicious or fresh as those she sold and she had a way of giving the biggest cakes to the smallest girls and boys who came into her shop that proved she was fond of children and had a generous heart people loved to come to the gros grande bakery when one opened the door an exquisite fragrance of newly baked bread and cakes greeted the nostrils and if you were not hungry when you entered you were sure to become so when you examined and smelled the delicious pies and doughnuts and gingerbread and buns with which the shelves and show-cases were stocked there were trays of french candies too and because all the goods were fresh and wholesome the bakery was well patronized and did a thriving business the reason no one saw monsieur jules in the shop was because his time was always occupied in the bakery at the rear a long low room filled with ovens and tables covered with pots and pans and dishes which the skilful baker used for mixing and stirring and long shelves bearing sugars and spices and baking powders and sweet-smelling extracts that made his wares taste so sweet and agreeable The bake-room was three times as big as the shop, but Monsieur Jules needed all the space in the preparation of the great variety of goods required by his patrons, and he prided himself on the fact that his edibles were fresh-made every day.

THE GREAT ELIXIR Over the door appeared a weather-worn sign that read Jules Grogrand, baker.

In one of the windows, painted upon a sheet of cardboard, was another sign, Homemade bread by the best modern machinery.

There was a third sign in the window beyond the doorway, and this was marked upon a bit of wrapping paper, and said, Fresh gingerbread every day.

when you opened the door the top of it struck a brass bell suspended from the ceiling and made it tinkle merrily hearing the sound madame leotine grogrand would come from her little room at back of the shop and stand behind the counter and ask you what you would like to purchase madame liotine or madame tina as the children called her was quite short and quite fat she had a round pleasant face that it was good to look upon she moved somewhat slowly for the rheumatism troubled her more or less but no one minded if madame was a bit slow in tying up her parcels for surely no cakes or buns in all the town were so delicious or fresh as those she sold and she had a way of giving the biggest cakes to the smallest girls and boys who came into her shop that proved she was fond of children and had a generous heart people loved to come to the gros grande bakery when one opened the door an exquisite fragrance of newly baked bread and cakes greeted the nostrils and if you were not hungry when you entered you were sure to become so when you examined and smelled the delicious pies and doughnuts and gingerbread and buns with which the shelves and show-cases were stocked there were trays of french candies too and because all the goods were fresh and wholesome the bakery was well patronized and did a thriving business The reason no one saw Monsieur Jules in the shop was because his time was always occupied in the bakery at the rear, a long, low room filled with ovens and tables covered with pots and pans and dishes, which the skilful baker used for mixing and stirring, and long shelves bearing sugars and spices and baking powders and sweet-smelling extracts that made his wares taste so sweet and agreeable.

Chapter One: The Great Elixir.

Over the door appeared a weather-worn sign that read, "Jules Grosgrain, Baker." In one of the windows, painted upon a sheet of cardboard, was another sign, "Homemade Bread by the Best Modern Machinery." There was a third sign in the window beyond the doorway, and this was marked upon a bit of wrapping paper and said, "Fresh Gingerbread Every Day." When you opened the door, the top of it struck a brass bell suspended from the ceiling and made it tinkle merrily.

Hearing the sound, Madame Leotine Grosgrain would come from her little room at back of the shop and stand behind the counter and ask you what you would like to purchase.

Madame Leotine, or Madame Tina, as the children called her, was quite short and quite fat.

THE GREAT ELIXIR Over the door appeared a weather-worn sign that read Jules Grogrand, baker.

In one of the windows, painted upon a sheet of cardboard, was another sign, Homemade bread by the best modern machinery.

There was a third sign in the window beyond the doorway, and this was marked upon a bit of wrapping paper, and said, Fresh gingerbread every day.

when you opened the door the top of it struck a brass bell suspended from the ceiling and made it tinkle merrily hearing the sound madame leotine grogrand would come from her little room at back of the shop and stand behind the counter and ask you what you would like to purchase madame liotine or madame tina as the children called her was quite short and quite fat she had a round pleasant face that was good to look upon she moved somewhat slowly for the rheumatism troubled her more or less but no one minded if madame was a bit slow in tying up her parcels for surely no cakes or buns in all the town were so delicious or fresh as those she sold and she had a way of giving the biggest cakes to the smallest girls and boys who came into her shop that proved she was fond of children and had a generous heart People loved to come to the Gros Grande bakery.

THE GREAT ELIXIR Over the door appeared a weather-worn sign that read Jules Grogrand, baker.

In one of the windows, painted upon a sheet of cardboard, was another sign, Homemade bread by the best modern machinery.

There was a third sign in the window beyond the doorway, and this was marked upon a bit of wrapping paper, and said, Fresh gingerbread every day.

when you opened the door the top of it struck a brass bell suspended from the ceiling and made it tinkle merrily hearing the sound madame leotine grogrand would come from her little room at back of the shop and stand behind the counter and ask you what you would like to purchase madame liotine or madame tina as the children called her was quite short and quite fat she had a round pleasant face that was good to look upon she moved somewhat slowly for the rheumatism troubled her more or less but no one minded if madame was a bit slow in tying up her parcels for surely no cakes or buns in all the town were so delicious or fresh as those she sold and she had a way of giving the biggest cakes to the smallest girls and boys who came into her shop that proved she was fond of children and had a generous heart People loved to come to the Gros Grande bakery.

THE GREAT ELIXIR Over the door appeared a weather-worn sign that read Jules Grogrand, baker.

In one of the windows, painted upon a sheet of cardboard, was another sign, Homemade bread by the best modern machinery.

There was a third sign in the window beyond the doorway, and this was marked upon a bit of wrapping paper, and said, Fresh gingerbread every day.

when you opened the door the top of it struck a brass bell suspended from the ceiling and made it tinkle merrily hearing the sound madame leotine grogrand would come from her little room at back of the shop and stand behind the counter and ask you what you would like to purchase madame liotine or madame tina as the children called her was quite short and quite fat she had a round pleasant face that it was good to look upon she moved somewhat slowly for the rheumatism troubled her more or less but no one minded if madame was a bit slow in tying up her parcels for surely no cakes or buns in all the town were so delicious or fresh as those she sold and she had a way of giving the biggest cakes to the smallest girls and boys who came into her shop that proved she was fond of children and had a generous heart people loved to come to the gros grande bakery when one opened the door an exquisite fragrance of newly baked bread and cakes greeted the nostrils and if you were not hungry when you entered you were sure to become so when you examined and smelled the delicious pies and doughnuts and gingerbread and buns with which the shelves and showcases were stocked there were trays of french candies too and because all the goods were fresh and wholesome the bakery was well patronized and did a thriving business The reason no one saw Monsieur Jules in the shop was because his time was always occupied in the bakery at the rear, a long, low room filled with ovens and tables covered with pots and pans and dishes, which the skilful baker used for mixing and stirring, and long shelves bearing sugars and spices and baking powders and sweet-smelling extracts that made his wares taste so sweet and agreeable.

THE GREAT ELIXIR Over the door appeared a weather-worn sign that read Jules Grogrand, baker.

In one of the windows, painted upon a sheet of cardboard, was another sign, Homemade bread by the best modern machinery.

There was a third sign in the window beyond the doorway, and this was marked upon a bit of wrapping paper, and said, Fresh gingerbread every day.

when you opened the door the top of it struck a brass bell suspended from the ceiling and made it tinkle merrily hearing the sound madame leotine grogrand would come from her little room at back of the shop and stand behind the counter and ask you what you would like to purchase madame liotine or madame tina as the children called her was quite short and quite fat she had a round pleasant face that it was good to look upon she moved somewhat slowly for the rheumatism troubled her more or less but no one minded if madame was a bit slow in tying up her parcels for surely no cakes or buns in all the town were so delicious or fresh as those she sold and she had a way of giving the biggest cakes to the smallest girls and boys who came into her shop that proved she was fond of children and had a generous heart people loved to come to the gros grande bakery when one opened the door an exquisite fragrance of newly baked bread and cakes greeted the nostrils and if you were not hungry when you entered you were sure to become so when you examined and smelled the delicious pies and doughnuts and gingerbread and buns with which the shelves and showcases were stocked there were trays of french candies too and because all the goods were fresh and wholesome the bakery was well patronized and did a thriving business The reason no one saw Monsieur Jules in the shop was because his time was always occupied in the bakery at the rear, a long, low room filled with ovens and tables covered with pots and pans and dishes, which the skilful baker used for mixing and stirring, and long shelves bearing sugars and spices and baking powders and sweet-smelling extracts that made his wares taste so sweet and agreeable.

THE GREAT ELIXIR Over the door appeared a weather-worn sign that read Jules Grogrand, baker.

In one of the windows, painted upon a sheet of cardboard, was another sign, Homemade bread by the best modern machinery.

There was a third sign in the window beyond the doorway, and this was marked upon a bit of wrapping paper, and said, Fresh gingerbread every day.

when you opened the door the top of it struck a brass bell suspended from the ceiling and made it tinkle merrily hearing the sound madame leotine grogrand would come from her little room at back of the shop and stand behind the counter and ask you what you would like to purchase madame liotine or madame tina as the children called her was quite short and quite fat she had a round pleasant face that it was good to look upon she moved somewhat slowly for the rheumatism troubled her more or less but no one minded if madame was a bit slow in tying up her parcels for surely no cakes or buns in all the town were so delicious or fresh as those she sold and she had a way of giving the biggest cakes to the smallest girls and boys who came into her shop that proved she was fond of children and had a generous heart People loved to come to the Gros Grande bakery.