儿童英语读物 Snowbound Mystery CHAPTER 5 Benny’s Puzzle

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The next morning the sun came out.

“What a beautiful day,” said Violet¹. “It’s perfect after that rain.”

“This is our day to go nutting,” Benny said.

If he had known it, it was their day for something else, too.

“Now what shall we put the nuts in?” Jessie asked, bustling² around. “I guess the grocery bags are strong enough.”

“Let’s go right after breakfast,” said Benny. “We haven’t any beds to make. Nobody can make a sleeping bag.”

“I think the nut trees are about halfway³ to the store,” said Henry.

“Nothing to it,” said Benny. “A short walk.” He took an empty bag and started ahead with Watch.

Nobody knew how many nuts were left under the leaves. The woods seemed to be full of fat gray squirrels⁴. They chased⁵ each other in the trees along the way and scolded the Aldens for walking in their woods.

After a while the Aldens found the nut trees. There were a great many of them, close together.

“Here we are,” said Jessie. “Let’s go to work.”

Benny found a long stick and began to turn over the dry leaves. Everyone else got a long stick, too. And there were the hickory nuts! Some had fallen down in their green shells. Some hickory nuts were just lying among the dry leaves, all husked.

“Leave the outside shells on,” said Henry. “We have all day to get them off.”

The bags began to fill. Nobody had been there to hunt nuts except the squirrels.

“How many do we want anyway?” asked Benny. “I have fifty-one.”

“Why do you ask, Ben? Don’t you like to pick them up?” asked Jessie.

“Oh, it’s all right,” said Benny. “But I am thinking we ought to go on to the store.”

“Yes,” said Henry. “Let’s leave the bags of nuts here.”

“No, sir!” said Benny. “I don’t trust those squirrels. They would find them just as soon as we went away, and they could open the bags, too. They might eat the bags and all!”

Benny stood still looking at a tree stump⁶. He said, “Henry, we don’t want to carry four big bags of nuts a mile and a quarter and then back again. Why couldn’t we put the bags in that hollow⁷ stump and cover it with heavy branches?”

“We could,” said Henry. “Let’s try it.”

The Aldens put the four bags into the stump and dragged up old branches of evergreen⁸ 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 hickory nuts.”

“Good,” said Tom Nelson. “I know what you can do. Chop⁹ up the nutmeats and mix them with chopped¹⁰ apples to make a salad. It’s delicious.”

Just then Mrs. Nelson and Puggsy came down the stairs. “I heard what you said about the weather,” said Barbara, “but I don’t think it’s going to last. I feel a real storm coming.”

“Well,” said Benny, “we’ve seen storms before. Once we were on a trip, and we had a rainstorm and we had to live on potatoes. Nothing but potatoes.”

“That makes me think,” said Jessie. “We could buy some baking potatoes and roast them in the fireplace¹¹.”

She picked out a dozen potatoes. She bought more buns, currant jelly¹², sugar, and some eggs. Then they started for home.

Henry looked at his watch and said, “It’s almost noon.”

“It took a long time to pick up all those nuts,” said Benny. “I hope they are still in the stump.”

The nuts were there, but two squirrels ran away from the pile of branches as the four Aldens came in sight.

When the family reached the cabin¹³, Jessie said, “Now everyone find a flat stone to pound on and another stone to pound with.”

“Just like Indians,” said Violet. “Nut cracking stones.”

They found stones and brushed off the dirt and leaves from them.

Jessie said, “Let’s crack the shells now, and later we can pick out the nutmeats.”

“No,” said Benny. “Let’s have lunch first. Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and milk won’t take long.”

After lunch they all sat down on the floor, each one before a flat stone. As soon as 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 fireplace. I remember seeing a cabin built that way.”

“Well, there isn’t, Benny,” said his older sister. “So just let it go.”

But Benny began to look for a broom closet. He put the two shovels¹⁴ and the ax¹⁵ in another corner. The fireplace stood out into the room about a foot. Benny looked at this wall. It was made of narrow boards with a line like a crack between each board.

“Here’s where the doorknob ought to be,” said Benny. “But there’s only a little hole.” Then he thought what he had said. “A hole! A hole!”

He pulled his knife out of his pocket and opened the biggest blade¹⁶.

The others came over to watch Benny. In great excitement Benny began to pry¹⁷ 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 exclaimed¹⁸, “It goes way down to the floor!”

“And there’s a broom in it,” said Violet.

There was a broom, a brush, a dustpan, and a shelf with cleaning cloths and two bars of soap. Also on the shelf was a little white doorknob with the point broken off.

Henry looked at the closet and the shelf. “This wood is old,” he said. “Tom Nelson’s grandfather must have built it a long time ago.”

“How can you tell it’s so old, Henry?”

“Well, put your hand under that shelf,” said Henry. “You can feel the marks of the hatchet¹⁹ used to cut the wood. It would be smooth if it were modern.”

Benny felt under the shelf. He could feel the chip marks of the hatchet. “That’s a neat way to tell,” he said. Then Benny ran his hand over the door.

“That’s different,” said Henry. “The door is planed on both sides, so it is smoother. But it is old, too.”

“It’s marked, too!” shouted Benny. “Look, Henry! It’s not very plain, but I can read it!”

This is what he read:

They all looked at each other. “And what in the world does that mean?” said Jessie. “Copy it, Henry, on a paper, and we can study it.”

Henry began to copy the letters, but he said, “It doesn’t mean a thing to me. It won’t do me any good to study it.”

“Me, either,” said Benny. “What do you suppose that code²⁰ means?”

Jessie sat down at the table. “Let’s think about it,” she said. “We know one thing. And that is that the Nelsons are hunting for something in this cabin.”

Benny said quickly, “And it’s something they don’t want us to know.”

Henry looked at his brother. “Right, Ben. They turn red when Puggsy tells us anything. They seem to be ashamed of something.”

Violet added, “And they are so nice!”

Jessie nodded. “That’s the trouble. But I suppose Tom could have done something wrong a long time ago.”

“But what is he looking for?” asked Benny. “Maybe he has been looking for those funny letters. Maybe they tell him how to find some money or something important.”

Violet said, “Well, it’s strange the Nelsons didn’t find them. They must know there should be a broom closet there to keep a broom in.”

Henry nodded. “I know what Benny means. I’m sure Tom’s father or grandfather cut those letters. They weren’t cut for nothing. But the Nelsons don’t want to tell us. So let’s not say anything about the letters until they do.”

“Right,” said Benny. “The next time we go down to the store we’ll see what they say.”

“The afternoons are short in the fall,” Henry said. “It’s too late to go up on the roof. Put on your radio, Ben, and let’s hear what the weather will be.”

They waited until the half hour for the weather report.

The announcer²¹ said, “A storm is coming from the south and west, but it is not supposed to hit this area. It will go further north and miss us entirely²². The northern New England states should prepare for a storm.”

“No need to worry then,” said Benny. He turned off the radio.

At suppertime it was almost too dark to see.

“What are we going to do tomorrow?” asked Benny as he finished his hamburger.

“Fix the roof,” said Henry. “You can help me, Ben. We’ll find the hole the squirrels use for a door and nail a board over it.”

But Henry didn’t know that his plans would be changed for him.

As Benny went to bed, he said, “Maybe that code we found is a secret way to get rid of squirrels.” And he laughed.