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Sunday, February 21, 2016

The Mysteries of Bobby Tremain:

  A normal Colonial kid on the outside but a Detective on the inside                           
Story 2

Hey Joan come here.”

Yes?”

Guess what!”

What?”

I've got a mystery on my hands!”

Yeah right.”

No, this is for real!”

Okay, what's this mystery?”

It all started yesterday. As usual I was walking home from school and all of the sudden a wagon wheel rolled right by me. Almost had me too. I stopped walking and then someone came running down screaming, “Get that wheel!” So I dropped my books and ran after it, I caught up to it and grabbed on to it with all my might. The man came running down and thanked me over and over again and said if he had money with him he'd pay me. I told that wasn't necessary and walked home. Well I got to thinkin' and wondered why he needed it so badly. So I went and asked him and he told me that his Grandfather had made it 65 years ago but he sounded really suspicious. So now I have “The Mystery of the Runaway Wheel.” Wanna help me solve the case?”

Sure, I've got nothing else to do.”

Yesss! Okay, where should we start?”

I think we should read some of the recent Newspapers for any reported robberies.”

That's a great idea! I think father saves all the newspapers he reads.”
So Joan and I read all the newspapers from the last month and found in one of them that there had been diamonds stolen from the Silversmith shop two and a half weeks ago. We kept this one as a clue and decided to examine the wheel right after the Blacksmith shop closed that night. Well we found out that the Blacksmith actually lives there so we weren't sure what to do. We decided, that since the next day was Saturday, we would stay around the Blacksmith shop the whole day, in turns of course. Joan had second shift and overheard the Blacksmith talking to someone about a wagon wheel that had almost got away. His friend said that it would be horrible to lose those diamonds. Joan wondered what this meant and ran off to tell me. I thought that maybe there could be diamonds in or on the wheel somewhere. She agreed with me and decided that we needed to get a good look at that wheel, but how? Then I remembered that Jimmy said his Uncle was a Blacksmith. Joan said that since I was sort of friends with Jimmy I could ask him to show me around his Uncle's Blacksmith shop. I thought that was the perfect plan. So I decided to ask him after Church the next day.

The next day after Church I went over to Jimmy's house and asked if I could join him in his game of jacks. He told me I could, so I sat down and went to work.
I've taken an interest in being a Blacksmith.”

Okay.”

And I was wondering if you could show me around your Uncle's shop?”

Okay, sure. When would you like me to take you?”

How about finishing this game of jacks and then going?”

Okay. Your turn.”

So we finished playing jacks and left for his Uncle's shop. First Jimmy introduced me to his Uncle and he told Jimmy that I was the one who caught that wheel for him. Jimmy told his Uncle that I was interested in becoming a Blacksmith and wanted to see his shop. He said it was all right for me to look around for a few minutes. So I walked around pretending to be amazed at the stuff he had made. After a minute or so I found the wheel and tried not to make it so obvious that I was interested in the wheel and not the shop. After looking at the wheel for a little bit I realized that the rim of the wheel was thicker than normal. A perfect place to hide, diamonds! I told them I needed to leave for home and I left. When I got home I told Joan what I had found.

Joan guess what!”

What did you find!?”
Remember when Jimmy's Uncle told me to, “Get that wheel!”

Yes, why?”

Well, when I caught up to it I noticed that there was a rattling noise. When I examined the wheel today I noticed that the rim was thicker than normal, in conclusion I decided that it's the perfect place to hide, diamonds!

So what you're telling me is, he stole the diamonds, put them inside of a hollow wheel rim, put it on the wheel and then somehow it rolled away. Then you ran after it because he was screaming, “Get that wheel!” You caught it and gave it back to him. Then when you asked him later why he needed it so badly he had to come up with a story to tell you. He came up with a story but sounded really suspicious when he told you. You saw right through it and now we've come to the conclusion that he stole the diamonds from the Silversmith shop, put them in the wheel to hide them but you found them.”

Exactly! Do you think we should go tell the authorities?”

Definitely.”

So the next day after school I went with Joan to the local authorities and told them the whole story, they were a little hesitant at first but decided to give it a try. They left and searched the Blacksmith shop, they found the wheel, examined and found what was definitely diamonds inside of the wheel rim. They arrested Jimmy's Uncle and thanked Joan and I for the help on this case. They even told us that we should be the ones to return the diamonds to the Silversmith!

After doing just that, we went home and told our family the whole story from beginning to end. Our Ma said that we should celebrate and we all agreed!


The End


Wednesday, February 17, 2016

The Mysteries of Bobby Tremain

A normal Colonial kid on the outside but a Detective on the inside

Story 1

The Indians were in full attack mode, muskets firing in all directions. My father and I were the only ones in our family who had a musket and we were trying to hold the Indians back as best we could. The rest of our family was in the wagon praying to God that He would help us through this. Just then I remembered that we had a whole keg of gun powder and if we set fire to that thing it would scatter the Indians in an instant. I asked my father about it and he felt it was a God send. So I left my father with the Indians and quickly gathered all the the items I would need to make the powder explode. I was back in a couple of minutes and set fire to the powder and hurled the keg as far as I could. Seconds later, just as I had predicted, it exploded into a million pieces and scattered the Indians almost immediately. That day we praised God for delivering us from those horrid Indians and in the morning we were back on our way to Boston.

I don't think I properly introduced myself, my name is Bobby Tremain and I have four sisters, Eliza, Sarah, Elsie, and my older sister Joan. We used to live on the frontier of the Ohio River Valley area but too many Indians drove us back to where I was born, Boston.

I'm 15 and still looking for some type of job. You wouldn't think that it would be that hard to find a job here, after all there are dozens of different jobs. From a Barber to a Blacksmith but I just can't find one. I think that being a Tanner would be a really good job for me to have. The Tanners work with leather and leather is SUPER important here in the American Colonies. Tanners make things from saddles to clothes and even buckets! So being a Tanner might be a really high paying and practical job.

Our house is just a normal saltbox house but I think it's the best on the block. Except for maybe Jimmy's house, which is made out of stone, God help me not to be jealous. What's a saltbox house you ask? Well it is definitely one of the most common types of houses here in the Colonies. The saltbox house is a building that is tall in front and slopes down as the house goes farther back. There is only one story in the back of the house but two stories in the front.

I still go to school, which is unusual, because a lot of boys stop going to school around the age of 13. But since I don't have a job yet and my father doesn't need help in his Grocery store, I'm still in school.

Oh! I almost forgot to tell you what happened after school today! I was just walking home as usual and all of the sudden a wagon wheel rolled across the street! It almost crushed me to pieces! Needless to say, I was pretty frightened and I stopped walking. It kept on rolling down the Lane and then someone came running after it screaming, “Get that wheel!” So I dropped my books and ran after it. I finally caught up to it and dove for it aaaand GOTCHA! I grabbed on to that thing as if I would die if I let go. The man came running down and thanked me and asked if I was alright. I said I had barely bruised myself and I'd be all right. Then he thanked me over and over again and said if he had some money he would pay me for what I did. I told him that wasn't necessary and walked back up to get my books. Now that I think about it, maybe I should be a professional wheel chaser. Nah! Wouldn't be a very high paying job. I wonder why he needed that wheel so badly? I think I'll go find him and ask. I never forget a face you know. Let's go find him.

Let's see I think I've seen him before at the Blacksmith shop, let's go there first. Ah! There he is,

Sir.”

Yes? Hey, are you the one who helped me catch that runaway wheel earlier today?”

Yes sir, that would be me. Say, why did you need that wheel so badly anyway?”

Oh, umm it was umm my umm my grandfathers wheel, yeah! And uhh he made it 65 years ago. Yep that's why.”

Oh okay! I was just wondering why you needed it so badly.”

Yep that would be why! See ya around.”

Bye sir.”

Hmm that guy seemed a little suspicious to me. A mystery! “The Mystery of the Runaway Wheel!”



To be Continued...

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