The Boxcar Children (The Boxcar Children, No. 1) (Boxcar Children Mysteries)
Gertrude Chandler Warner
Language: English
Pages: 154
ISBN: 0807508527
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
The Aldens begin their adventure by making a home in a boxcar. Their goal is to stay together, and in the process they find a grandfather.
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Violet put the blue tablecloth on the ground. She got the bread and butter and the plates and spoons, and the children all sat ready for supper. “Here I come!” cried Jessie. “Hold out your plates.” “Oh, Jessie!” cried Benny. “This is the best meal I ever ate. I found the eggs, and you cooked them.” “Yes, you did, Benny,” said Henry. “Thank you for a fine meal.” “Tomorrow we’ll have to eat bread and milk,” said Jessie. But when tomorrow came, the children had more than bread and milk, as you
silver cup and the twenty-five dollars. Then he shook hands with him. Just then Dr. Moore came along and climbed up in the bleachers, but Henry did not see him. The doctor laughed to himself as Henry James shook hands with James Henry. At last Henry got away from the people and started back to Dr. Moore’s. He had the twenty-five-dollar prize in his pocket. When Dr. Moore came home and found Henry cutting the grass, he laughed quietly to himself. “I just got home,” said Henry. “I will tell you
made a tail, long and thin, just as Benny had ordered. “What’s his name, Jessie?” asked Benny, when at last the bear was handed over to him. “I haven’t thought about a name,” replied Jessie. “Why don’t you think up a nice name for him?” “Well, you made him out of my old stockings. Let’s name him Stockings.” “All right, Stockings it is,” agreed Jessie, trying not to laugh. And from that day on, the bear’s name was Stockings as long as he lived. And he lived to be a very old bear, indeed. One
head and told her that he was sorry she had been sick. He told her, too, about his garden, where the flowers came from. “I’d like to see your garden,” said Violet. “I love flowers.” “How long are you going to stay, Mr. Henry?” asked Benny. “Sh, Benny!” said Jessie. “I want to stay here as long as I can, my boy,” said Mr. Alden quietly. Henry looked at the man again. He knew that he had heard him say “my boy” before. Now where was it? He could not remember. After dinner Mr. Alden sat under
was so eager to begin work that he ran all the way to town. The doctor came to the door and smilingly looked him over from head to foot. “My mother will tell you what to do today,” the doctor said. “She wants you to work in her garden.” Mrs. Moore, the doctor’s mother, had a sweet face and looked very kind. “Good morning, Henry,” she said. “Do you know how to thin out vegetables?” “Oh, yes,” said Henry. “I like to work in a vegetable garden.” “I haven’t had much time to take care of my
