Snowbound Mystery (The Boxcar Children Mysteries #13)
Gertrude Chandler Warner
A freak snowstorm isolates the Aldens in a mountain cabin where they discover a coded message.
meat off the bones. Then they put the chicken and spaghetti with some hot water in the saucepan. Violet said in great excitement, “I’ve thought of a second surprise for the boys! Snow ice cream!” “Wonderful!” said Jessie. “We’ve got plenty of snow for everything. But I’ve forgotten how to make it. I think we take a little milk and put in sugar and melt it, and then vanilla—oh, but we haven’t any vanilla.” The two girls began to think. Then Jessie said, “We could melt the currant jelly and that
calling?” But Benny did hear real voices. He opened the door and took one look. Then he shouted, “Henry, put on your jacket and bring me mine!” Then he jumped down the steps to the path. Henry took both jackets from the hook and struggled through the snow. The girls looked down the path. Something—or someone—was lying in the snow. A man with a little boy on his shoulder was leaning against a tree. The Aldens forgot all about the deer. “It’s the Nelsons!” said Jessie. “Oh, dear! I’m afraid
branches?” “We could,” said Henry. “Let’s try it.” The Aldens put the four bags into the stump and dragged up old branches of evergreen to cover it. Jessie said, “There! No squirrels can get in now, Henry.” Henry said, “No, I don’t think they can. We’ll soon be back anyway. Let’s go.” “Well, hello, Aldens!” said Tom Nelson when they pushed the door of the store open. “Hello,” said Jessie, smiling. “It is such a beautiful day after the rain that we went nutting. We picked up four bags of
the nuts were cracked they threw them, shells and all, into the saucepan. They worked for about an hour, and then Jessie said, “Now let’s sweep up this floor. It’s just covered with nutshells.” She got to her feet and looked around for a broom. “I looked yesterday for a broom,” said Violet. “We haven’t got one.” Jessie said, “It seems as if there must be a broom here someplace. But there’s not one in sight.” “It seems odd,” said Benny. “There ought to be a broom closet right at the end of the
“A hole! A hole!” He pulled his knife out of his pocket and opened the biggest blade. The others came over to watch Benny. In great excitement Benny began to pry at the boards to see if he could find one that would open. And he did! First the top opened, and then he could pull the rest of the door with his fingers. “Well!” said Henry. “Good for you, Ben! That’s a real broom closet!” Jessie exclaimed, “It goes way down to the floor!” “And there’s a broom in it,” said Violet. There was a