Ghost Town Mystery by Gertrude Chandler Warner

Author:Gertrude Chandler Warner [Warner, Gertrude Chandler]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-4532-1428-2
Publisher: Albert Whitman & Company
Published: 2011-10-26T04:00:00+00:00

“What did Mr. Lacey want?” Henry asked Grandfather.

It was late afternoon. The children hadn’t been able to speak to their grandfather until then. They were all sitting in the rockers on the dining hall porch.

James Alden paused before he spoke. “He offered double his original offer for my property.”

“Why is he so anxious to buy your land?” asked Jessie.

“That’s what I’d like to know,” said Grandfather. “Why don’t we visit our town again. Maybe the answer is there.”

“We might see Rose’s ghost!” Benny said, jumping up.

“Now, Benny,” Grandfather said gently. “What have we said about ghosts?”

Deep inside, he knew Grandfather was right. But who was the mysterious Lady in Gray?

The Aldens went inside to ask to borrow Mrs. Harrington’s Jeep.

“Going to Tincup again, eh?” she remarked, handing over the keys.

“I think we’ll visit some buildings this time,” said Grandfather. “Show the children a bit of history.”

It was nearly sundown when they parked the Jeep and hiked down the wagon road into town.

Grandfather repeated his earlier warning. “Remember, these buildings may look okay, but be careful where you step.”

They went into the dry goods store.

“Check this out!” said Henry, awestruck.

Barrels stood by the high, dusty counter. Behind the counter, shelves climbed to the ceiling. The shelves were empty, but Henry could imagine them stocked with canned food, bolts of fabric, tools, boots, and dozens of other items.

“It’s spooky in here,” Violet whispered. “I feel like I’m in the wrong time or something.”

Jessie nodded. “Like people dressed in old-fashioned outfits will come in any second.”

“That’s the magic of old buildings,” said Grandfather. “They let us experience a true sense of history.”

As they headed back outside, Jessie cried, “Look! There she is!”

A figure glided ahead of them, toward the sinking sun. She wore the same gray dress and gray shawl.

“It’s the ghost of Rose Payne!” Benny gasped.

“There aren’t any ghosts!” Grandfather said. “Ma’am!” he called out. “Please stop! Ma’am!”

Everyone chased after the ghost.

But the woman rounded the corner of the last building in town, Anderson’s Hotel. By the time the Aldens reached the corner, the street was empty.

“She’s gone,” said Henry. “Vanished.”

“Nonsense,” stated Grandfather. “People don’t vanish.”

“But ghosts do,” said Benny.

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