Ghost Town at Sundown (Magic Tree House)
Mary Pope Osborne
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Jack and Annie are ready for their next fantasy adventure in the bestselling middle-grade series—the Magic Tree House!
Is this town HAUNTED?
Jack and Annie wonder when the Magic Tree House whisks them to the Wild West. But before they can say "Boo!" they rush headlong into an adventure filled with horse thieves, a lost colt, rattlesnakes, and a cowboy named Slim. Will Jack and Annie have time to solve the next Tree House Riddle? The answer may depend on a ghost!
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pointed to a building. The faded sign said GENERAL STORE. “Let’s look inside. Maybe the answer to the riddle is in there.” Jack and Annie stepped onto the porch. The wooden boards creaked loudly. The door had fallen off its hinges. They peeked inside. The air was thick with dust. Spider webs hung from the ceiling. “Maybe we shouldn’t go in,” said Jack. “But what if the answer’s here?” said Annie. “Let’s just take a quick look.” Jack took a deep breath. “Okay.” He and Annie tiptoed into the
outside the hotel. “There!” he said. Jack and Annie hurried to the empty barrels. Jack climbed inside one and tried to scrunch down. His hat wouldn’t fit! He jumped out of the barrel and threw his hat into the hotel. “Mine, too!” said Annie. Jack grabbed hers and threw it. Then he scrambled back into the barrel. Just in time. Jack heard the horses thunder into town. He peeked through a crack in the barrel and saw a blur of cowboys and horses go by. “Whoa!” “Whoa!” “Whoa!” men shouted.
hoped that she wouldn’t jump out of her barrel. But the cowboys pulled the red horse away. The ground rang from the pounding of hooves as they galloped off. Jack and Annie stood up. They watched the riders disappear into the dust. The pounding faded away. All was quiet again, except for the lazy buzzing of flies. “They were mean to that horse,” Annie said in a low, angry voice. “I know. But there was nothing we could do,” said Jack. His boots were killing him. He climbed out of his barrel.
reached the top, they peered down at the canyon floor. The mustangs pranced playfully, their coats shining in the hazy light. “They’ll find their way out soon,” Slim said. “Then cut across the prairie. Yell goodbye to your pal, Smiley.” “Stay with your mother, Sunset!” shouted Annie. “Good-bye!” Out of the blue, a voice called, “Bye!” Annie gasped. “Who said that?” she asked. “The ghost?” “Nope,” said Jack. “It’s just an echo. It’s caused by sound bouncing off the canyon walls.” Slim