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by Gertrude Warner


  They closed the boxcar door and said good-by. But they were all sorry to go.

  “Tomorrow,” said Mr. Alden, “will all of you come to see my house?”

  “Oh, yes,” cried the children happily. They did not know what a beautiful house it was and what good times they were going to have in it.

  XIII—A New Home for the Boxcar

  THE CHILDREN’S grandfather wanted them to like his house. He wanted them to live with him all the time. So he had made over some of the rooms just for them.

  The children went with him in his car to see the house. When the car stopped in front of it, Henry cried in surprise, “Do you live here, in this beautiful house?”

  It was a beautiful house. It was very big, with many trees and flower gardens around it.

  “You may live here, too, if you like my house,” remarked his grandfather, watching Henry’s face.

  The house was beautiful inside, too. There were flowers everywhere. There were maids everywhere. The children went up to the bedrooms.

  “Oh!” cried Jessie. “This is Violet’s room.”

  It really was Violet’s room. There were violets on the wallpaper. The bed was white with a violet cover. On the table were flowers.

  “What a beautiful room!” cried Violet, sitting down in a soft, pretty chair.

  All the children shouted when they saw Benny’s room. The wallpaper was blue and covered with big rabbits and dogs and bears. There were a rocking horse and a tool box and little tables and chairs. And an engine stood on a track, with cars almost as big as the little boy himself. Benny ran over to the engine.

  “Can I run this train all day?” he asked. He sat down on the floor by the engine.

  “Oh, no,” said Henry. “You are going to school as soon as it begins.”

  His grandfather laughed. “That is right, my boy. You will like school. You will learn to read.”

  “Oh, I can read now,” said Benny.

  In Jessie’s room they found a bed for Watch. It was on the floor by her bed. Watch got in at once, sniffed at the pillow, turned around three times, and lay down.

  “He likes it,” said Jessie. “He will sleep by me.”

  Just then the children heard a doorbell ring. A maid came up to find Mr. Alden.

  “A man to see you,” she said, “about the dog.”

  Now when Jessie heard the word dog, she was frightened. She was afraid it was about Watch.

  “They won’t take Watch away?” she whispered to Henry.

  “No, indeed!” said Henry. “We’ll never, never give him up.”

  Henry and Jessie and the other children went down with their grandfather to see the man, and Jessie was more frightened than ever. Watch did not growl at the man. He jumped up on him delightedly.

  “You see, he was my dog,” said the man. “But I sold him to a lady, and he ran away from her that very day. I have to turn him over to the lady I sold him to.”

  “How do you know he is the same dog?” asked Mr. Alden.

  “Oh, he is my dog,” said the man. “You see he knows me, and he has a small black spot on this foot. But someone has cut his hair on one side.”

  Benny looked. He found the black spot on Watch’s foot.

  “I never saw that spot before,” said Henry.

  “I will give you what you want for the dog,” said Mr. Alden. “The children love him. They want to keep him.”

  “But I sold him to a lady,” said the man. “I must take the dog to her.”

  Then Henry said, “Maybe she will want to change to another dog when she sees his hair. If she will agree to take another dog, will you let my grandfather have this one?”

  “Yes, I will,” said the man.

  “Let’s go and ask her, Grandfather,” said Benny. “She will let Jessie have Watch. He is her dog. She took the thorn out of his foot.”

  The man told Mr. Alden where the lady lived, and they all started out to find her. She was a very pretty young lady, and she asked them to sit down.

  But Benny could not wait. He said, “Please let us keep Watch! I want him, and Jessie wants him, and we didn’t know he was your dog.”

  “What do you mean?” asked the lady, laughing. “Who is Watch?”

  “This dog is Watch,” answered Henry. “A man came to Grandfather’s house today and told us that he had sold the dog to you. When Watch ran away from you, the day you bought him, he came to us. He had a thorn in his foot, and Jessie took it out.”

  Watch looked up at the lady and wagged his tail. When she looked at him, she began to laugh.

  “Look at his side!” she said. “Who cut his hair?”

  “I’m sorry,” said Henry. “Benny did that one day with Violet’s scissors.”

  “I am not sorry,” said the lady, laughing. “He looks so funny. And you want to keep him? Is that it?”

  “Oh, yes,” said Jessie eagerly. “The man will let us have him, if you will take another dog.”

  “Don’t be afraid,” said the young lady. “You may keep the dog. I can change to another one.”

  “Oh, thank you! You are nice!” cried Benny.

  He ran to the lady and climbed up in her lap before anyone could stop him.

  “I’d like to keep you, Benny, in place of the dog,” laughed the lady, putting her arms around him.

  How happy the children were to have Watch to keep! Mr. Alden gave the money to the man at once.

  Four happy children sat with their grandfather around the Alden dinner table that night. The maids smiled in the kitchen to hear the children laugh. And the children laughed because Watch had a chair at the table beside Jessie and was really waited on by a maid.

  Would you ever think that four children could be homesick in such a beautiful house? Jessie was the first one to wish for the old boxcar.

  One day she said, “Oh, Grandfather, I’d like to cook something once more in the dear old kettle in the woods.”

  “Go out in the kitchen, my dear,” said her grandfather. “The maids will help you. You can cook all you want to.”

  Jessie liked this, but it was not like the old days in the boxcar.

  Then one day Benny said, “Grandfather, I wish I could drink my milk out of my dear old pink cup.”

  His grandfather began to think. He had some pink cups, but they were not so dear to Benny as his old cracked one.

  At last Mr. Alden said, “I am going to give you children a surprise.”

  “Is it very nice?” asked Benny.

  “No, not very,” laughed his grandfather. “It is not pretty at all.”

  “When will it come?” asked Benny.

  “It will come today. You children must all go over to Dr. Moore’s and stay, until the surprise comes.”

  “What can it be?” wondered Violet.

  Her grandfather laughed. “I hope you will like it,” he said. “It is very heavy.”

  The children were glad to see sweet Mrs. Moore and the kind doctor again. They stayed until Mr. Alden said the surprise was ready. Then Dr. Moore and his mother went back with them in the big car.

  Mr. Alden was as happy as a boy. He took them by the garage and through the big gardens. At last they came to a garden with a fountain in the middle and trees around it. Near the fountain was the surprise. It was the old boxcar!

  The children ran over to it with cries of delight, opened the door, and climbed in. All the things were in place. Even the old dead stump was there to step on.

  Here was the old knife which had cut butter and bread and vegetables and firewood and string. Here was Benny’s pink cup, and here was his bed. Here were the big kettle and the blue tablecloth. Here were the pitcher and the old teapot. And here was the dinner bell which the children had made from an old tin can.

  Benny hung it on a tree with a string and rang it over and over again with a spoon. Watch rolled on the floor of the car and barked and barked. Then he began to sniff at everything.

  “He’s looking for the bone he buried,” laughed Benny. />
  “How they love the old boxcar!” said Mrs. Moore. “I like to see them so happy.”

  “Thank you for the surprise, Grandfather,” said Violet. “We’ll never go away from you again.”

  “I hope not, my dear,” said Mr. Alden. “We’ll all live happily ever after.”

  And so they did.

  About the Author

  GERTRUDE CHANDLER WARNER discovered when she was teaching that many readers who like an exciting story could find no books that were both easy and fun to read. She decided to try to meet this need, and her first book, The Boxcar Children, quickly proved she had succeeded.

  Miss Warner drew on her own experiences to write the mystery. As a child she spent hours watching trains go by on the tracks opposite her family home. She often dreamed about what it would be like to set up housekeeping in a caboose or freight car—the situation the Alden children find themselves in.

  When Miss Warner received requests for more adventures involving Henry, Jessie, Violet, and Benny Alden, she began additional stories. In each, she chose a special setting and introduced unusual or eccentric characters who liked the unpredictable.

  While the mystery element is central to each of Miss Warner’s books, she never thought of them as strictly juvenile mysteries. She liked to stress the Aldens’ independence and resourcefulness and their solid New England devotion to using up and making do. The Aldens go about most of their adventures with as little adult supervision as possible—something else that delights young readers.

  Miss Warner lived in Putnam, Connecticut, until her death in 1979. During her lifetime, she received hundreds of letters from girls and boys telling her how much they liked her books. And so she continued the Aldens’ adventures, writing a total of nineteen books in the Boxcar Children series.

  The Boxcar Children Mysteries

  THE BOXCAR CHILDREN

  SURPRISE ISLAND

  THE YELLOW HOUSE MYSTERY

  MYSTERY RANCH

  MIKE’S MYSTERY

  BLUE BAY MYSTERY

  THE WOODSHED MYSTERY

  THE LIGHTHOUSE MYSTERY

  MOUNTAIN TOP MYSTERY

  SCHOOLHOUSE MYSTERY

  CABOOSE MYSTERY

  HOUSEBOAT MYSTERY

  SNOWBOUND MYSTERY

  TREE HOUSE MYSTERY

  BICYCLE MYSTERY

  MYSTERY IN THE SAND

  MYSTERY BEHIND THE WALL

  BUS STATION MYSTERY

  BENNY UNCOVERS A MYSTERY

  THE HAUNTED CABIN MYSTERY

  THE DESERTED LIBRARY MYSTERY

  THE ANIMAL SHELTER MYSTERY

  THE OLD MOTEL MYSTERY

  THE MYSTERY OF THE HIDDEN

  PAINTING

  THE AMUSEMENT PARK MYSTERY

  THE MYSTERY OF THE MIXED-UP ZOO

  THE CAMP-OUT MYSTERY

  THE MYSTERY GIRL

  THE MYSTERY CRUISE

  THE DISAPPEARING FRIEND MYSTERY

  THE MYSTERY OF THE SINGING GHOST

  MYSTERY IN THE SNOW

  THE PIZZA MYSTERY

  THE MYSTERY HORSE

  THE MYSTERY AT THE DOG SHOW

  THE CASTLE MYSTERY

  THE MYSTERY OF THE LOST VILLAGE

  THE MYSTERY ON THE ICE

  THE MYSTERY OF THE PURPLE POOL

  THE GHOST SHIP MYSTERY

  THE MYSTERY IN WASHINGTON, DC

  THE CANOE TRIP MYSTERY

  THE MYSTERY OF THE HIDDEN BEACH

  THE MYSTERY OF THE MISSING CAT

  THE MYSTERY AT SNOWFLAKE INN

  THE MYSTERY ON STAGE

  THE DINOSAUR MYSTERY

  THE MYSTERY OF THE STOLEN MUSIC

  THE MYSTERY AT THE BALL PARK

  THE CHOCOLATE SUNDAE MYSTERY

  THE MYSTERY OF THE HOT

  AIR BALLOON

  THE MYSTERY BOOKSTORE

  THE PILGRIM VILLAGE MYSTERY

  THE MYSTERY OF THE STOLEN

  BOXCAR

  THE MYSTERY IN THE CAVE

  THE MYSTERY ON THE TRAIN

  THE MYSTERY AT THE FAIR

  THE MYSTERY OF THE LOST MINE

  THE GUIDE DOG MYSTERY

  THE HURRICANE MYSTERY

  THE PET SHOP MYSTERY

  THE MYSTERY OF THE SECRET MESSAGE

  THE FIREHOUSE MYSTERY

  THE MYSTERY IN SAN FRANCISCO

  THE NIAGARA FALLS MYSTERY

  THE MYSTERY AT THE ALAMO

  THE OUTER SPACE MYSTERY

  THE SOCCER MYSTERY

  THE MYSTERY IN THE OLD ATTIC

  THE GROWLING BEAR MYSTERY

  THE MYSTERY OF THE LAKE MONSTER

  THE MYSTERY AT PEACOCK HALL

  THE WINDY CITY MYSTERY

  THE BLACK PEARL MYSTERY

  THE CEREAL BOX MYSTERY

  THE PANTHER MYSTERY

  THE MYSTERY OF THE QUEEN’S JEWELS

  THE STOLEN SWORD MYSTERY

  THE BASKETBALL MYSTERY

  THE MOVIE STAR MYSTERY

  THE MYSTERY OF THE PIRATE’S MAP

  THE GHOST TOWN MYSTERY

  THE MYSTERY OF THE BLACK RAVEN

  THE MYSTERY IN THE MALL

  THE MYSTERY IN NEW YORK

  THE GYMNASTICS MYSTERY

  THE POISON FROG MYSTERY

  THE MYSTERY OF THE EMPTY SAFE

  THE HOME RUN MYSTERY

  THE GREAT BICYCLE RACE MYSTERY

  THE MYSTERY OF THE WILD PONIES

  THE MYSTERY IN THE COMPUTER

  GAME

  THE MYSTERY AT THE CROOKED

  HOUSE

  THE HOCKEY MYSTERY

  THE MYSTERY OF THE MIDNIGHT DOG

  THE MYSTERY OF THE SCREECH OWL

  THE SUMMER CAMP MYSTERY

  THE COPYCAT MYSTERY

  THE HAUNTED CLOCK TOWER

  MYSTERY

  THE MYSTERY OF THE TIGER’S EYE

  THE DISAPPEARING STAIRCASE

  MYSTERY

  THE MYSTERY ON BLIZZARD

  MOUNTAIN

  THE MYSTERY OF THE SPIDER’S CLUE

  THE CANDY FACTORY MYSTERY

  THE MYSTERY OF THE MUMMY’S

  CURSE

  THE MYSTERY OF THE STAR RUBY

  THE STUFFED BEAR MYSTERY

  THE MYSTERY OF ALLIGATOR SWAMP

  THE MYSTERY AT SKELETON POINT

  THE TATTLETALE MYSTERY

  THE COMIC BOOK MYSTERY

  THE GREAT SHARK MYSTERY

  THE ICE CREAM MYSTERY

  THE MIDNIGHT MYSTERY

  THE MYSTERY IN THE FORTUNE

  COOKIE

  THE BLACK WIDOW SPIDER MYSTERY

  THE RADIO MYSTERY

  THE MYSTERY OF THE RUNAWAY

  GHOST

  THE FINDERS KEEPERS MYSTERY

  THE MYSTERY OF THE HAUNTED

  BOXCAR

  THE CLUE IN THE CORN MAZE

  THE GHOST OF THE CHATTERING

  BONES

  THE SWORD OF THE SILVER KNIGHT

  THE GAME STORE MYSTERY

  THE MYSTERY OF THE ORPHAN TRAIN

  THE VANISHING PASSENGER

  THE GIANT YO-YO MYSTERY

  THE CREATURE IN OGOPOGO LAKE

  THE ROCK ’N’ ROLL MYSTERY

  THE SECRET OF THE MASK

  THE SEATTLE PUZZLE

  THE GHOST IN THE FIRST ROW

  THE BOX THAT WATCH FOUND

  A HORSE NAMED DRAGON

  THE GREAT DETECTIVE RACE

  THE GHOST AT THE DRIVE-IN MOVIE

  THE MYSTERY OF THE TRAVELING

  TOMATOES

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