Notes for #38 The Indian Burial Ground Mystery © 1985
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Honey: "If you tell me you failed the
math final one more time ... You know perfectly well you never fail
anything." |
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- The two girls had been trying to line
up summer jobs. In past summers, Trixie and Honey had volunteered
as candy stripers at Sleepyside Hospital, and they expected to
work there again this year.
- Brian was a junior at Sleepyside.
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- Bobby: "Moms says I can grow my own
garden because Reddy cleared away the vines for me."
- Trim, middle-aged
Miss Trask had been a math teacher at Honey's boarding school
until the Wheelers bought the Manor House.
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| 14 |
Mr. and Mrs. Wheeler were seated on
the sofa facing a stocky, balding man wearing a tweed jacket. Mr.
Wheeler: "Victor, this is my daughter Honey and her best
friend Trixie Belden. Honey and Trixie, meet Professor Conroy." Conroy: "And
I want you also to meet my assistant, Charles Miller." His voice
was
high-pitched and his accent British. Trixie and Honey turned to see
a tall, gangly young man who looked about twenty years old. Although
nice looking, with even features and shaggy, brown hair, the young
man didn't smile. |
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Charles: "Is that Renoir?"
Mr. Wheeler: "It certainly is." Mrs.
Wheeler: "Professor Conroy is
an archaeologist who will be spending the summer here on the game
preserve. He's bringing a group of first-year graduate students for
a real archaeological dig." Conroy: "Your parents have kindly consented
to allow me to search for artifacts left by the Algonquin and Iroquois
tribes." |
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She (Trixie) had indeed, studied the
Indians who had lived in the Hudson Valley. But somehow the notion
that all Indians lived only in the wild West had persisted. Conroy: "I have reason to believe that there is an important Algonquin burial
ground right here on the estate." |
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Trixie: "Can high-school
students work on your dig, too?" Conroy: "I
was intending to ask if you knew any young people who might like
to help out on the dig." |
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Charles: "How could you ask a bunch
of dumb high school kids to join us?" |
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Conroy: "I can't afford to have you
mess up my carefully laid plans." |
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Trixie: "Brian and
Mart will be there, since they'll be working only mornings at the
Historical Society."
Mrs. Belden: "You know they depend on their volunteers
each year. I would be most disappointed if a daughter of mine went
back on her word. Perhaps you can work something out, Beatrix. But
until you've spoken to Mrs.
Beales
at
the hospital,
I don't think you should
make any plans." |
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Honey: "Trust Trixie to fix this one.
Mrs. Beales always liked her best of all the candy stripers. Jim
isn't changing this plans. He's still going to work at camp this
summer." |
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Honey: "Di's
excited about the dig. Her parents said she had to watch her twin
brothers
and sisters for
only half a day. But Dan can't make it either." Trixie: "Mrs.
Beales said we could work half a day." |
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Trixie: "Miss Wilson, one of the kindergarten
teachers in the elementary school, asked me to do her a favor and
cut out pictures of food that she can use for the class." |
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Trixie: "This news article says there's
a gang of thieves hitting all the big mansions and estates in the
area." |
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Brian: "I feel much safer now. Knowing
that Trixie is around eases a lot of my irrational fears." |
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Bobby: "I'm an arpyologist, too. I
found a real, genuine Indian arrowhead. Dad said so!" |
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Mr. Belden: "Maybe
we can get through a whole two months without a mystery." Mrs.
Belden: "If there isn't a mystery brewing today, she'll make sure one starts
tomorrow!" |
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Brian: "Charles is extremely smart,
and a real archaeologist. When he heard I worked as a guard at the
Historical Society, he immediately asked to see the archives." |
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Trixie: "I almost think I'd rather
be an archaeologist." |
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- Trixie: "This whole meadow is the Indian
burial ground. What if the ghosts of these Indians get angry and
come back to haunt us?"
- Honey and Trixie were assigned to dig in
the village site. They were also asked to help out in the cleaning
tent. Di had been assigned to the drawing group.
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| 45 |
She was to make a drawing of each find
on a three by five card. Mart and Brian were to help with the packing. |
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Honey turned to see a skinny, seedy-looking
man. Suddenly Trixie saw Charles Miller rush over to the man. Charles
called the older man Harry, and they seemed to know each other. Trixie
distinctly heard the words "a real treasure trove," "map," and "historical
society." |
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Brian: "Charles Miller is a very nice,
bright guy. Your mind is so full of crooks and mysteries that you
seem to have lost the ability to see anything else." |
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Part of their job as candy stripers
was to bring the little "libraries on wheels" to each patient. |
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She was worried because Honey and Miss
Trask were alone for the next month. Mr. and Mrs. Wheeler were away
on a trip, and Jim was off being a camp counselor. |
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Conroy: "Check with the student head
of the dig before you throw it away. I've assigned that position
to Charles Miller." |
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They'd even gotten a wood-burning stove
from Mrs. De Keyser. |
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Trixie: "Maybe they're looking for
Captain Kidd's treasure." Mart: "The only thing people find when
they're looking for Captain Kidd's treasure, is other people looking
for Captain Kidd's treasure." |
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Girl: "He (Charles) pays his own tuition." |
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Girl: "He works on the dig during the
day, and he has a night job." |
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Conroy: "Captain Kidd
is said to have buried various treasure caches along the Hudson River.
But no one's
ever found a bit of it. I can only assume that he never actually
buried it." |
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Room 204 of the hospital. Trixie: "Professor
Conroy!" |
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Conroy: "Might
have a concussion. I'm in here for observation for ten days." |
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Charles: "He wasn't knocked unconscious.
This morning he complained that he felt ill, something about allergies." |
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Honey was surprised to see Brian and
Trixie arguing like this. Usually the two were quite close. But neither
would give an inch. |
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They finally reached the library, which
was very near the Historical Society. Both were among the oldest
houses in Sleepyside. |
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Jake Hanson, the guard. She (Trixie)
followed the stoop-shouldered, frail little man. He'd been the guard
at the Historical Society for as long as she could remember. |
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It appeared to be someone's diary,
and it was open to an entry dated January 3, 1777. |
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The crudely drawn map showed several
roads, a forest, three hills, the name "Depew," and a large X next
to something that looked like a cave entrance. |
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Turning the book over, she saw a name
on the front: EDWARD PALMER. He was a Tory spy who'd been hung on
Gallows Hill, right near Sleepyside. |
| 89 |
A dark-haired man was running across
the back lawn. Trixie could see that he was carrying something small,
rectangular, and brown in his hand. Trixie: "I bet that was Charles!
He stole the diary." |
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Mrs. Field is the librarian. |
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Brom: "Of course,
I've heard of the Depews. Long time ago, though." Trixie: "Where
was their property?" Brom: "Right here. Back down Glen Road a ways.
Right across from the Wheeler place. Used to be a big old mansion,
but it burned down in a mysterious fire long about the time of
the Revolution. Some say the son went crazy after the place burned
down."
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Brian: "I'm not going to get involved
in this nonsense. I don't believe all this stuff about a treasure,
and what's more, I think you're all wrong about Charles. I'm sorry.
But this is one mystery I'm not interested in. Count me out." |
| 113 |
Trixie snapped her head around just
in time to see a weird, glowing apparition float through the trees
and swoop to the edge of the clearing. The horrible thing began to
wail. The skeletal figure, draped in moldy-looking rags and tendrils
of cobwebs and tree roots. Its head looked like an old skull, with
long gray hair that fell down over empty eye sockets. An iridescent
yellow glow emanated from its body as it menacingly waved a big
gnarled stick in their direction. |
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Trixie: "I told you.
The ghosts of those dead Indians are angry at us!" Honey: "It
couldn't have been a ghost. I don't believe in them, and
neither should you. There has to be another explanation." Trixie: "Remember
the headless horseman? That time, someone dressed up as a ghostly
horseman to scare us away from a mystery. I'll bet that silly ghost
was doing the same thing." |
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There was Miss Trask standing in the
middle of a pile of silver and haphazardly scattered paintings. Miss
Trask: "Someone tried to rob the house." |
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Regan: "I heard the crash and I heard
Miss Trask screaming. It looks as if she interrupted the burglars." |
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She found what she was looking for
- deep skid marks in the gravel. At the corner of the well-manicured
lawn stood a big oak tree. Hunks of bark had been gouged out of the
tree. Trixie: Miss Trask said she'd heard the
sound of crunching
metal after the car had started. |
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- Trixie carefully scanned the damaged
tree and found flakes of yellow paint.
- Di: "It's the Renoir. It must be gone."
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| 123 |
She switched off the downstairs hall
light and climbed slowly up the stairs. Mrs. Belden always kept the
light on when the children were out late. |
| 124 |
Harry drove a yellow Volkswagen. |
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Mrs. Belden: "I'm worried about Reddy.
It's very unusual for him to stay out all night like this." |
| 127 |
She say Professor Conroy's door open
and Harry step into the hall. |
| 128 |
Professor Conroy seemed to be in good
spirits, yet he looked much sicker than he had the day before. There
were deep, dark circles under his eyes, and his skin looked pale
and gray. |
| 129 |
Her eyes came to rest on a pair of
shoes neatly placed at the side of the bed. They were caked with
thick, sticky mud. |
| 133 |
Harry's yellow Volkswagen was parked
in the woods, just off the path. The left front fender was dented,
and a large area had lost its paint. |
| 134 |
Before she could grab hold of anything,
she found herself shooting down a muddy incline at the base of a
fat old tree stump. She was in a cave! |
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Trixie judged that the cave was about
nine feet deep, and not large. |
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Trixie: "This place has a funny shape
for a cave. It looks almost square. I doubt that Mother Nature would
make a square cave. |
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Trixie: "It's an old
cellar! These are evenly laid stones. This is an old foundation!" |
| 144 |
Charles: "You two
have been snooping around me and this site since I first got here.
Explain
what you're
doing in my cave, looking for my treasure." |
| 145 |
Honey: "You can't
talk to us that way! It's not your fault that you're poor, and it's
not my fault that
my parents
have
money.
You
have
no right to be so nasty." |
| 146 |
Charles's face crumpled. He began to
cry. Charles: What an idiot I am. I had thought the gold would make
it easier, make it possible for me to get my Ph.D. I can't go on
like this, doing part-time jobs and being so tired all the time." |
| 147 |
Charles: "My grades are going down,
so I'm probably going to lose the small scholarship I have." |
| 152 |
Trixie: "I'm still
suspicious. There are too many things about you that don't add up.
The first time
we met, you were very interested in that painting." |
| 153 |
Charles: "I was merely surprised that
anyone would have a real Renoir in their house." |
| 154 |
Charles: "I never stole the diary." |
| 155 |
Charles: "You say
you saw Harry Kemp waiting outside the Historical Society, so it
could have been Harry
who stole the book. By the way, he's not really my friend, he's a
friend of Professor Conroy's. The Volkswagen belongs to Professor
Conroy, not to Harry." |
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Trixie: "I suppose Harry was the ghost,
too?" Charles: "I wanted to scare you girls away from the treasure." |
| 159 |
Honey: "She (Miss
Trask) told me that he (Professor Conroy) came to my father with
a letter of introduction
from Professor Ingles at Oxford University." |
| 163 |
The Bob-Whites met at their clubhouse.
Brian had been leery of coming until he heard that Charles Miller
would be there, too. |
| 171 |
Miss Trask: "It sounds as if I'm going
to spend the evening sitting around in the dark, and all because
I know how much you two enjoy playing cops and robbers. I don't know
how those two do it ..." |
| 172 |
Brian, Mart, Dan, and Charles shut
off all the lights in the house, and then hid. |
| 173 |
Brian and Mart were sitting on Professor
Conroy. Dan and Charles were holding a large, blue-satin upholstered
chair across Harry Kemp's chest. |
| 177 |
Trixie: "It turns out that Kemp and
Professor Conroy are the ones who committed all the other burglaries
in the area, too." Charles: "What I find amazing is that Conroy wasn't
an archaeologist at all." Mart: "I can't believe how much trouble
Conroy went to, just to get money for archaeological research." |
| 178 |
Charles: "Conroy thinks he knows where
the lost continent of Atlantis is located." |
| 179 |
Brian: "No one in
academic circles would help him finance an expedition. So he got
the money another
way - by stealing it." |
| 184 |
Trixie: "They found the Renoir in Professor
Conroy's tent and they traced the rest to a warehouse in Brooklyn.
Harry Kemp had it (the diary.) |
| 186 |
Mrs. Belden: "So many people think
there's gold hidden around this neck of the woods. I've always wondered
where they get the idea that hidden gold would stay hidden for very
long at the rate people look for it." |
| 187 |
Mr. Belden: "This concerns Charles.
As an officer of the bank, I thought there was something I might
do to help. I've cleared it with our loan department. We at the First
National Bank would be delighted if you would give us the opportunity
to help you finish your education." |