p. 12 | Scripture Cake by Helen B. Loring

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Aug 15, 1907

Scripture Cake

By Helen B. Loring

AUNT SUSANNA was troubled, Worried as she could be; The ministers were coming, What would she have for tea?

She’d heated well the oven, The bread and pies to bake; “I guess,” said Aunt Susanna, “I’ll make a ‘Scripture cake.’”

So while the bread was baking, Intent on kitchen lore, Her cook-book Aunt Susanna Was conning o’er and o’er.

And then from out her pantry, When bread and pies were done, She took, with careful fingers, Ingredients, one by one.

From Kings, first, twenty-second, Of chapter fourth, she took Four cups, one half; then lightly This in a pipkin shook.

One cup, one half, 5 Judges, Verse 25 (last clause), She next put in the pipkin, And stirred without a pause.

Of Jeremiah 6:20, Two cups she now did take; First Samuel 12, thirty, Two cups went in the cake.

Then two she took of Nahum, Verse 12, and chapter third; And one of 17 Numbers, Verse 8, with these she stirred.

And now, if you have watched her, My aunt you might have seen Two tablespoonfuls taking Of Samuel 25, fourteen.

She put this in the pipkin, Sure not a bit to waste; Then with 9:9, of Chronicles, She seasoned all to taste.

The prophet Jeremiah Then helped the cake to mix, From chapter 17:11, I saw her beat up six,

And heard her say to grand’am, “I’m sure this won’t be bad.” Leviticus then, 13, second, A pinch I saw her add.

From the last clause of Judges, The fourth, and verse 19, She took just half a cupful, And stirred it in, I ween.

Two teaspoonfuls of Amos 4: 5 to make it light, “I’m sure,” said Aunt Susanna, “This cake will be just right.

“And now, as I am meaning To make it extra nice, I think I’ll have to follow Old Solomon’s advice.”

“What’s that? — O look in Proverbs 14, and twenty-three, And there, for cake and children, You’ll find the recipe.”

Sub rosa, let me whisper; Be sure you keep it mum,— The ministers all liked it, And ate up every crumb.

— Helen B. Loring, in Good Housekeeping.