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